human
Where's the eary one? she asked Joan one Sunday afternoon following the usual influx of visitors.
gpt
He hasn't been around since I don't know when.
human
How should I know? Probably towing some lady-typist by her elbow to a church social,
gpt
You may be sure it's a _lady_ typist, then, and not the other sort, commented her step-mother.
human
I like that boy!
gpt
You seem to,