human
We want more, Brown, said one of the ladies, glancing back over her shoulder as she poured out the last drop from her large jug;
gpt
Here you are, Miss, cried Brown, who was warm by that time in spite of the weather, as he bore his brimming and steaming pitcher to the window--or hole in the wall--and replenished the jugs.
human
The buns are all done, an' the bread won't hold out long, but I've sent for more; it won't be long. I see we shall need several more brews,
gpt
Shall I assist you?
human
Thank you. Go ahead,
gpt
Put another lump of butter near the fire, said the missionary to our hero;
human
A cup o' coffee for my Terence, an' wan for mesilf, my dear,
gpt
Whist, mother, be civil; don't ye see that it's ladies, no less, is sarvin' of us?
human
Please, ma'am, can I 'ave some coffee?