human
The child should go to the mother for love and petting, she would say.
gpt
Miss Winstead may complain of the darling as much as she pleases, but need not suppose that I shall scold her.
human
You are called the Angel, and you must try to act up to your name,
gpt
Oh, yes, father, answered the Angel,
human
No; no one is perfect, darling,
gpt
You are, answered the Angel, and she gave her head a defiant toss.
human
You and my mother and my beautiful Lord Jesus up in heaven. But I'll try to please you, father, so don't knit up your forehead.
gpt
Same as if you was an old man, she said: