human
I cry you mercy, sirs, and ladies fair, rang out; the musical efforts of Polly and Jasper in the
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Wait
human
Phronsie, Phronsie, they're calling you,
gpt
Come, Princess. The head dragon held out his hand.
human
Hurry dear! See the flowers!
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They can't be for me, said Phronsie, standing quite still;
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Polly has done all the work; they're hers.
gpt
Nonsense, child! cried Polly, giving her a gentle push forward.
human
Go on, and take them.
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Polly, you come too,
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I can't, Phronsie, cried Polly in distress;
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Thank you, she said, bowing gravely to the sea of faces, as her hands were filled with roses,
human
The authors--the authors of the play!
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There, now's your turn, cried Clare to Polly.
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And go ahead, old dragon, to Jasper,