human
Hollo! are you there? Come, I'll do that when I go to bed. You may 'slope' if you like.
gpt
Eh, Sir.
human
Slope, mizzle, cut your stick; don't you understand. Any how, don't stop here, bothering me.
gpt
I don't mean to, replied Elizabeth; gravely, rather than gruffly, as if she had made up her mind to things as they were, and was determined to be a belligerent party no longer. Besides, she was older now; too old to have things forgiven to her that might be overlooked in a child; and she had received a long lecture from Miss Hilary on the necessity of showing respect to Mr. Ascott, or Mr. Leaf, as it was now decided he was to be called, in his dignity and responsibility as the only masculine head of the family. As he lay and lounged there, with his eyes lazily shut, Elizabeth stood a minute gazing at him. Then, steadfast in her new good behavior, she inquired
human
Confound you! no! Yes; stop. And the young man took a furtive investigation of the plain, honest face, and not over-graceful, ultra-provincial figure, which still characterized his aunt's
gpt
South Sea Islander.
human
I say, Elizabeth, I want you to do something for me. He spoke so civilly, almost coaxingly, that Elizabeth turned round surprised.
gpt
Would you just go and ask the landlady if she has got such thing as a latch key?
human
A what, Sir?
gpt
A latch-key--a--oh, she knows. Every London house has it. Tell her I'll take care of it, and lock the front door all right. She needn't be afraid of thieves.
human
Very well, Sir.