human
There's glory for you! cried Rob.
gpt
Anyone would believe that we paid any amount a yard for that beautiful stuff.
human
Put up your sewing, Wythie, and you and Rob stretch it and hold it in place for me while I tack, said Mrs. Grey.
gpt
I flatter myself these chairs are going to radiate splendor over the entire room.
human
Come, then, Mardy; we'll help it radiate, said Rob.
gpt
Mercy, how dreadful it is to-day--worse than hot--so sticky and horrid! Cat days are nicer than dog days, aren't they, Kiku-san? Now look at that catlet! she added. Kiku-san had sprung from the table to the top of the door, on the narrow space of which he sat, head on one side, in his usual bird-like attitude, his white fur all streaks of dust. He was quite unable to get down as he had got up, and Rob said with a sigh:
human
Oh, dear; this means going to fetch a kitchen-chair to take him down! I wonder how many times a day we do this? And a grasshopper's a burden to-day, not to mention a heavy wooden chair. I never saw such a mischievous cat! And only look at him! Regular stained-glass expression; doesn't look as if he ever thought of anything but Watts's hymns! He does this just to keep us trotting, the demure villain!