human
Yes, the Master of Magdalen College was most kind, continued Mrs. Murchison,
gpt
To the where?
human
To the river, said Mrs. Murchison, suspecting a difficulty,
gpt
Perhaps it's not torpedoes, then, went on his mother-in-law, supposing that he would have corrected her if he had been able to speak;
human
Dear Toby, she said,
gpt
Oh, we are going to be simply domestic, said Lily, rising,
human
I have no passion for high-tea,
gpt
Oh yes, you have. Don't be stupid! I don't mean literal high-tea, but figurative high-tea.
human
The less literalness there is about high-tea, the better I like it,
gpt
Lord Evelyn Ronald Anstruther D'Eyncourt Massingbird, M.P., is not such a fool as a person might suppose, she remarked.
human
At times he shows glimmerings of sense. His love for figurative high-teas as opposed to figurative high-dinners is an instance. Don't blush, Toby. You've little else to be proud of.
gpt
I've got you to be proud of,