human
She is adorable!
gpt
A leaden idol, your Siddons!
human
Don't allude to bluestockings in my presence! cried the author of
gpt
Evelina,
human
You a bluestocking! exclaimed Burke indignantly.
gpt
There is no bluestocking where there is no leaven of pedantry. Now, if it were a question of poor Mrs. Carpenter.
human
Yes, interposed Gibbon,
gpt
And Mrs. Cholmondeley,--do you give her a place among the bluestockings?
human
She's too great a woman for that!
gpt
I was at her house yesterday, remarked Miss Burney;
human
I found her very affable.
gpt
Affability, muttered Dr. Johnson,
human
I find Mrs. Thrale a worthy person, remarked Gibbon,
gpt
The wife of a brewer?
human
A most intelligent woman! retorted Miss Burney;
gpt
But it appears that she has not preserved him from another accident,
human
Madam!
gpt
The bolt is about to fall,