human
I'm a-going to bed, Miss Lawless, said Miss Priscilla, grimly;
gpt
Why, how late is it?
human
Height o'clock, hand as dark as a wolf's mouth, hat that.
gpt
My stars! And isn't tea ready yet, Miss Priscilla?
human
I've 'ad my tea a' hour ago, said Miss Priscilla, with a grim sort of smile.
gpt
You was so sound hasleep I didn't care about wakening hof you, not to speak hof aveing heat so much for your dinner, I didn't think you'd care for hany tea. 'Ere's your things, Miss Pet, and your 'oss is at the door; but you can stay hall night, hif you like.
human
I won't stay all night! I'll never come here again--yes I will too! I'll come every single day--see if I don't, exclaimed Pet, bouncing across the room, and giving her hat a slap on her head.
gpt
I know you don't want me, and I'll just come! If you was to our house, do you think I'd pack you off without any tea? No, I wouldn't if I had to boil the tea-leaves we used the last time for it! It just shows the sort of folks Englishers are, and I wish there wasn't one in the world--I just do; and I don't care who hears me saying it. I'm a-going, Miss Priscilla, and I vow to Sam! I'll be back to-morrow, and the next day, and the next--see if I don't!