human
Good morning.
gpt
Sorry to trouble you, m'm, I'm sure, he began, grasping the situation with what to her seemed marvellous quickness.
human
Young gentleman had better come down hisself.
gpt
My son----
human
No good sayin' he's out of town, ma'am, or even spendin' the day on the river, 'cos he ain't.
gpt
I wasn't going to tell you that my son is out, or away, she returned quietly.
human
He's upstairs. He's extremely sorry, but he will not be able to pay you your--your little account until next week.
gpt
Well, I'll be--I'll be blowed! he cried, slapping his knee.
human
Did he send you down to tell me that? My governor will laugh at that.
gpt
Queenie's Promise when he was about sixteen, and had the mumps, and to think that she should be like this! Very much