human
You don't seem to be trying for the championship, laughingly remarked Abby Patterson to Abner Dudley that evening as they sat side by side in the long line of busy shuckers.
gpt
See how William Hinkson, Jed White and John Smith are working; and look how swiftly Thomas Miles is reducing his heap. I do believe he will win the contest.
human
He may, for all of me, was Abner's smiling rejoinder;
gpt
I'm well content to be among the laggards, so long as you are sitting near me. Besides, the prize is not one I should dare claim.
human
Is there a prize? asked Abby.
gpt
I did not know that; this is the first shucking party I ever attended. What is the prize to be?
human
A kiss from any girl the winner may choose from among the shuckers, I believe,
gpt
Oh! murmured Abby, blushing warmly.
human
I now understand.
gpt
The girl of my choice, Abner added with a meaning glance at his companion, and with a decided emphasis upon
human
gpt
It is rather difficult, is it not, Betty, he continued presently, with a humorous twinkle in his eyes, as Miss Gilcrest came across to where he and her cousin were seated,
human
The custom isn't founded upon logic, but solely upon the consent of the parties, was Betsy's ready rejoinder;
gpt
At any rate, those hilarious folks over yonder certainly appear to care but little as to whence the custom originated or upon what principle, logical or otherwise, it is perpetuated,