human
Bonaventure, said Zoséphine,--this was as they were returning from church, the wide rawhide straps of their huge wooden two-wheeled vehicle creaking as a new saddle would if a new saddle were as big as a house,--
gpt
Bonaventure, I wish you could learn how to dance. I am tired trying to teach you.
human
Pity nobody else can play so well as that tiresome fellow. It was positively silly, the way some girls stood listening to him last night. I'd be ashamed, or, rather, too proud, to flatter such a high-headed care-for-nobody. I wish he wasn't my cousin!
gpt
It's no such a thing!