human
Called at your office and learned that you were loafing on the job again, and that I might find you up here, visiting a baby--for a change, he ran on, as he entered after the manner of one who feels himself perfectly at home. Then he caught sight of Rose, blushed like a girl himself and stammered,
gpt
Oh, I beg pardon. I didn't know that I was ...
human
You're not, laughed Donald, seizing the newcomer's hand with a vicelike grasp.
gpt
Come in. I've told you about my little mountain rose, and now is your chance to meet her, for here she is. Smiles, this is my closest friend and associate, Dr. Philip Bentley--the man who steps into my shoes when I am summarily ordered to board the next train for the Cumberland Mountains, or elsewhere.
human
Who steps into his practice, perhaps, but not into his shoes, Miss Rose, added the other.
gpt
I could not fill _them_, figuratively or physically.
human
Go ahead, make all the fun of me that you like, answered Donald.
gpt
I'm not ashamed of having a broad understanding.
human
You would not think Dr. Donald's boots large if you could have seen my Granddaddy's, interposed Smiles, pretending to think that reflection was being cast upon her idol.
gpt
I could get _both_ my feet inside one of them--really I could.
human
I don't wonder,