human
Continue, Colonel,
gpt
Well, Bratley, Deblore went on,
human
I hope you'll be able to stand Bayou La Farouche till you're married. I couldn't do it. I roar over your letters. But I swear I respect your powers of humbug. I suppose, if you didn't let out to me, you never could lie so to your dear Saccharissa. Do you know I think you are a little too severe in calling her a mean, spiteful, slipshod, vulgar, dumpy little flirt?
gpt
Read that again!
human
You are beginning to find out your Aminadab!