human
Yes, I had to bring that good-for-nothin’ home from the cross-roads,—just drop your coat right off, Mr. Jack,—and I shut him up in the shed and hasped the door. Then I started off again. I told you he was a witch. There must be some hole out o’ that shed that he’s made himself, for I hadn’t got ten rods from the house before I found him stealin’ along after me. Yes, sir, you remember it very well; and Blitzen, whom the switching had not dispirited, now crept abjectly under the sofa.
gpt
The second time I tried the barn, but that turned out to be a sieve too, so, though it’s against my rule, I was forced when I came back the third time to lock him in the house. He hasn’t broke a hole through the house yet. Yes, you better stay under there, you scamp! Now you make yourself at home, Mr. Jack, while I put dinner on the table. Miss Berry, as she spoke, shook down the coal-stove, which she had left to burn as little as possible in her absence. She twitched one damper in the back and one in the front.
human
It’s cold as charity here, she remarked,