human
Of this here song, should I be axed the reason for to show, I don't exactly know, I don't exactly know! _But all my fancy dwells upon Nancy._
gpt
How pretty Alice has grown, mother! quite lovely, I think! and so nice; but she was always as nice as she could be!
human
Ah! my darling Willie! If you _could_ only guess how happy you would make your poor old mammy by growing fond of Alice.... And Blanche, too! what a joy for _her_!
gpt
Good heavens! mother.... Alice is not for the likes of _me_! She's for some splendid young Devon squire, six foot high, and acred and whiskered within an inch of his life!...
human
Ah, my darling Willie! you are not of those who ask for love in vain.... If you only _knew_ how she believes in you! She almost beats your poor old mammy at _that_!