human
I don't know what _you_ think, she said, faintly, when two little boys rolled out of their berths and went yelling to leeward with a mass of miscellaneous rubbish,
gpt
You make your mind easy, my woman, said her husband, coming forward at the moment and sitting down to comfort her.
human
Things are lookin' a little better overhead, so one o' the men told me, an' I heard Terrence say that we're goin' to have lobscouse for dinner to-day, though what that may be I can't tell--somethin' good, I suppose.
gpt
Something thick, an' luke-warm, an' greasy, _I_ know,