human
I want something cheap and green, she explained to the manager.
gpt
I form 'em then to suit myself. Her eyes, small, quick, and decided, flashed along the row of candidates, and selected Daisy without so much as one glance at the next girl beyond.
human
There's my article, Mrs. Goldsmith,
gpt
Seventy-five? she said.
human
That's ridiculous.
gpt
My Gott! exclaimed Mrs. Goldsmith.
human
Ain't she fresh? Loog at her. Ain't she a fresh, sweet liddle-thing?
gpt
Well, she looks fresh enough, said the lady,
human
--as Mrs. Goldsmith began to protest--
gpt
But I haf your bromice--to pay up.
human
You are sugh an old customer--