human
Dear Uncle Ebeneezer, he breathed, running his long, bony fingers through his hair.
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I cannot tell you how heavily this blow falls upon me. Dear Uncle Ebeneezer was a distinguished patron of the arts. Our country needs more men like him, men with fine appreciation, vowed to the service of the Ideal. If you will pardon me, I will now retire to my apartment and remain there a short time in seclusion.
human
Who in--
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Mr. Harold Vernon Perkins, poet, said Dick.
human
He's got his rhyming dictionary and all his odes with him.
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Without knowing, said Dorothy,
human
I should have thought his name was Harold or Arthur or Paul. He looks it.
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It wa'n't my fault, interjected the old lady,
human
I'll just put these things in my room, my dear, she said to Dorothy,
gpt
Who in--,
human
Mrs. Belinda something, answered Dick.
gpt
I don't know who she's married to now. She's had bad luck with her husbands.
human
Don't you fret, he said, cheerily;
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I'm here to see you through.
human
That being the case, remarked Harlan, with a certain acidity in his tone,
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I'll go back to my work.
human
Polite hint, commented Mr. Chester, not at all disturbed.
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See you later.
human
I reckon you're a new relative, be n't you? asked the lady guest, eyeing Dorothy closely.
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I disremember seein' you before.
human
I am Mrs. Carr, repeated Dorothy, mechanically.
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My husband, Harlan Carr, is Uncle Ebeneezer's nephew, and the house was left to him.
human
Do tell! ejaculated the other.
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I wouldn't have thought it of Ebeneezer. I'm Belinda Dodd, relict of Benjamin Dodd, deceased. How many are there here, my dear?
human
Miss St. Clair, Mr. Chester, Mrs. Holmes and her three children, Uncle Israel Skiles, and you two, besides Mr. Carr, Mrs. Smithers, and myself.
gpt
Is that all?
human
All! repeated Dorothy.
gpt
Isn't that enough?