human
Why, Mr. Pinkerton, said he one day, his eyebrows elevated and the corners of his mouth drawn down, his whole face expressive of lofty condescension and gentle, though firm reproof,
gpt
And have you any cause to complain?
human
Well, I don't know as we should exactly call it 'complain.' No, I don't know as we exactly complain; but, if we might be allowed the privilege--hem!--we would beg to suggest, without giving offence--beg to suggest, mind you, without giving offence, he repeated, in the most offensive way possible,
gpt
On the contrary, I continued good-naturedly,
human
But you see, Pinkerton, we supposed when we brought the case to you that you would, so to speak, smash things--break her all up and scatter her, as it were--hem!--disperse her, you know.