human
Miss Priscilla, mam-- he said, and stopped.
gpt
Miss Priscilla,
human
Why--Sergeant! she exclaimed, though it was a very soft little exclamation indeed,--for her hand still rested in his, and so she could feel the quiver of the strong fingers,
gpt
Miss Priscilla,--
human
Goodness me! exclaimed Miss Priscilla,
gpt
I do believe he is going to forget to enquire about the peaches!
human
Peaches! repeated the Sergeant,
gpt
Yes, Priscilla.
human
And--why?
gpt
Small Porges broke in,
human
And--here it is!