human
Gad! Miss Walsingham, blurted Mr. Davenport, shaking hands.
gpt
Your adventures haven't agreed well with you. Why, you're about as gaunt as my walking stick!
human
I am quite well for all that, said she, somewhat eagerly,
gpt
It seems that you are aware of Captain Brand's reported death, said the lawyer, briskly:
human
I have decided what I shall do with the property, she said, in a melancholy voice,
gpt
Are they to be taken down in legal form?
human
Yes, she replied, humbly.
gpt
I wish to do some good while I have the power, with money which would only be a curse to me, and would drag my soul down to despair. I am resolved to sell Seven-Oak Waaste, and found a charitable institution with the proceeds.
human
Good heavens! ejaculated the little doctor, in a fright,
gpt
Well, madam, of course your will is law, said the old lawyer, grimly,