human
The season of peace and good-will, explained the Duke, after dinner, when this collection of smartness and do wellness embellished the great drawing-room.
gpt
We must all love one another.
human
If this was the Palace of Truth, she announced,
gpt
But the mellowing influence of the time----
human
Just so, Duke. But some people are like certain pears, they won't mellow--they only become sleepy. And that reminds me, she added, looking round for Joan.
gpt
I'll go to bed soon.
human
Not on Christmas Eve, urged the Duke, bending over her chair.
gpt
We intend to keep Yule-tide as our ancestors did--snap-dragon, the mummers, the Christmas-tree, the carol-singers, and the ghost-stories.
human
Not one of them clever enough to tell a real ghost story,
gpt
Oh, I know a lovely, lovely tale,
human
That will last till to-morrow morning, chimed in her brother, seeing an opportunity of being nasty;
gpt
I do so now--dear snap-dragon, said the Marchioness, who was sentimental and adored her tall lean husband;