human
He meant well, did poor, dear Jabez, sighed Mrs. Coppersley, over a cup of tea;
gpt
--her niece was standing at the door as she spoke--
human
Oh, don't trouble about that, said Bella wearily;
gpt
Not trouble about the property! cried Mrs. Coppersley, paying no attention to the latter part of this speech;
human
and she cast a tender glance on the handsome musician.
gpt
Your future must be settled also.
human
I shall look after that,
gpt
You had better be sharp, then, said Mrs. Coppersley, in a dictatorial manner,
human
--she cast a second tender glance on her swain, who was eating largely--