human
And now, Moike, said Mrs. O'Callaghan when Larry had been disposed of,
gpt
Not I, mother, responded the gallant Mike.
human
Sit you in it, and 'twill be all the same as if I sat there myself.
gpt
Well, well, Moike, said the widow with a pleased smile.
human
Have it your own way. Kape on tryin' to spoil your mother with kindness. 'Tis somethin' you larned from your father, and I'll not be denyin' it makes my heart loight.
gpt
Andy and me won't be a team then, put in little Jim.
human
I'll run things myself. I guess I can cook.
gpt
Well said, Jim! cried his mother.
human
To be sure you can cook--when you've larned how. There's them that takes to cookin' by nature, I've heard, but I've niver seen any of 'em. There's rules to iverything, and iverybody must larn 'em. For 'tis the rule that opens the stingy hand, and shuts a bit the ginerous wan, and so kapes all straight.