human
Weel, God be wi' thee and all thine! said Charity, looking back at the great metropolis:
gpt
Nay, nor mine nother! added Rachel.
human
I can tell thee, lass, I'm fair fain to get out o' th' smoke and mire. Th' devil mun dwell i' London, I do think.
gpt
I doubt it not, said Hans, who heard the remark,
human
Well! said that damsel, in a satisfied tone:
gpt
Maybe not, if the house be empty, was Hans's reply:
human
Yo're reet, Mestur 'Ans,