human
Nominations to-morrow night! cried Paul one afternoon as he burst into the room he and Dick shared.
gpt
Dutton's name is sure to go up. I'm going to nominate you and I've got the promise of nearly enough votes to put you through.
human
Look here! began Dick,
gpt
I don't want----
human
It doesn't matter what you want! cried Paul, clapping his chum on the back, and doing a sort of war dance around him,