human
Why, that must be Mr. March,
gpt
Why, that's queer, said the Deacon, following slowly;
human
And if he hasn't brought that long-geared fellow back with him, I declare! continued the Deacon, as he walked on:
gpt
I'd like to know what's up now.
human
Well, mum, he said,
gpt
I s'pose you're surprised to see me back again. But me 'n' him --nodding to Mr. March--
human
I know what that means, thought Mrs. March:
gpt
Very well, Billy; I'm glad to see you. Mr. March's friends are always mine.
human
What are you going to do with that Long Legs, Parson? said Deacon Plummer, as soon as he found a chance to speak to Mr. March alone;
gpt
Not on this farm: that's a clear case, Deacon, replied Mr. March;
human
Oh, Lord! said he to himself;