human
Maria, he said huskily, his voice sounding as if it came from the next room,--
gpt
Maria, I s'pose you know what I'm thinkin' of?
human
I don't, said Mrs. Lunn, with cheerful firmness.
gpt
Cap'n Crowe, I know it ain't polite to talk about your goin' when you've just come in; but when you do go, I've got something I want to send over to your sister Eliza.