human
My ideal!
gpt
Elizabeth,
human
Enough! We take it!
gpt
Hadn't you better examine the interior first, my love?
human
Were the interior only that of a barn, remarked my consistent mate,
gpt
I don't believe I've got the key with me, said the agent;
human
Oh, Pierre, what bliss!
gpt
It's a good way from the station, pet,
human
Spoken like a real man! The practical, always--the ideal, never! Once I dreamed of the companionship of a congenial spirit, but, alas! 'A good way from the station!' Were _I_ a man, I would, to reside in such a bower, plod cheerily over miles of prosaic clods.
gpt
And you'd get your shapely boots most shockingly muddy,
human
French windows, too! exclaimed Sophronia;
gpt
Are you sure you won't be lonesome here, darling? I asked.
human
It is quite a distance from any neighbors.
gpt
A true woman is never lonesome when she can commune with Nature, replied Sophronia.
human
Besides, she continued, in a less exalted strain,
gpt
I shall have Laura Stanley and Stella Sykes with me most of the time.