human
No wonder Phylly was so sure poor Phrony Jane was running the machine when she heard the roar of that saw of yours,
gpt
And you see, said Johnny,
human
Yes. They laid their heads together, and the outcome of it was that Miss Lawton was spoken to, and she brought out her lively little colored crowd one day, and Phrony Jane had a lawn party of her own--a _surprise_ lawn party, for which Johnny freely spent all his savings for candy, and strode about with a lofty sense of having
gpt
Why didn't you w'ar your style dress wid de ruffles 'n' over-skirt, Phylly?