human
he said in his smoothest tones, still trying to discover Eves’s whereabouts, but in vain.
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I was a-going to say——
human
Answer the question! came in a chorused roar from the soldiers.
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Who raised Widow Pouncey’s rent?
human
Shall I tell ’em, sir?
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No, no! advised Templeton, anxious to avoid publicity.
human
Better say nothing.
gpt
Ay, I be that shy, and the room so terrible hot.
human
As chairman of this meeting, said Noakes, with a patient smile,
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I rule that questions can’t be asked now.
human
Who—raised—Widow—Pouncey’s—rent? sang the Tommies, to the tune of
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Here we suffer grief and pain
human
Who was it, mate?
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I dare say he’ll tell us presently, said Eves,
human
My friend on my right, said the mayor,
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Righto! yelled the Tommies.
human
Who—raised——
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shouted the mayor.
human
What’s a lie?
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I say ’tis a lie! repeated the mayor.
human
Mrs. Pouncey pays me five shilling a week, the same as she’s paid——