human
I see her camping at the gate! said Raymond bitterly.
gpt
Or taking a house there. Or spending months at a hotel near by. Constantly fussing round the edge of things. Running in on every visitors' day....
human
Likely enough, I said.
gpt
A mother's a mother.
human
Well, rejoined Raymond,
gpt
To some mothers the blue tent of heaven would alone suffice,
human
Rubbish!