human
Where's she gone? asked the inquisitive Bob.
gpt
Couldn't be that she found the locket and ran off with it?
human
Why, you're almost horrid! declared Betty, aggrieved.
gpt
You don't know what a nice girl Ida is.
human
Humph! (Could he have caught that expression from waiting outside Mrs. Staples' shop?)
gpt
Humph! I don't believe you know how nice she is, or otherwise. You never saw her but once.
human
But she's seen the horse,
gpt
What horse?
human
Mr. Lewis Bolter's black mare, Ida Bellethorne.
gpt
Oh!
human
And, oh, Bob! cried Betty,
gpt
Who's her aunt?