human
I bids ye welcome, doctor, sang out Big Jerry, as he caught sight of them.
gpt
Hit shor' air a fine day fer ter spend in ther woods.
human
And I cannot spend it there, answered Donald, ruefully.
gpt
I've been called back to the city to attend a little sick patient, and leave Fayville on the noon train.
human
Wall, now, thet air too bad, an' hit's mighty kind er ye ter come way up hyar erfore yo' left,
gpt
I brought you a package of tobacco, a little token of my appreciation for your kindness to me night before last, Mr. Webb; and Rose a 'birthday' gift, just a few sweets in a basket which I found at the store, and which struck me as pretty.