human
What is it? Miss Carter ran across to him. He drew her aside and showed her the brass 'wire.
gpt
Do you see that? It's the kind of wire that bird cages are made of.
human
Oh! Miss Carter stared at him. She couldn't believe it. She turned and stared at Mr. Wells as he stood so contemptuously and watched his neighbors. There was a sneer on his face.
gpt
I w-wouldn't have believed that anyone would be so despicable!
human
He's been a selfish brute, always finding fault with everyone and everything. You might almost think he was the darned old owner himself,
gpt
He wouldn't make himself so disagreeable if he was the owner. Miss Carter nodded a wise head.
human
He'd be too anxious to please his tenants. No, it's just because he's so selfish and disagreeable and, she looked at the broken wire and thought of friendly Jenny Lind,
gpt
You're quite sure the child is not here? they heard Mr. Wells say in a voice that was as sarcastic as a voice could be, and there was a most unpleasant glare in the cold black eyes.
human
Quite convinced that I haven't hidden her away to fatten for my breakfast?
gpt
Mr. Wells! Mr. Wells! began Mrs. Donovan indignantly but her spirit died and she cried instead--quite involuntarily you may be sure:
human
Oh, Mary Rose said there was sure to be good in you if we'd look for it.