human
I won't take it, father, she said quickly,
gpt
Thar ain't no cause fur worryin' 'bout that yit, girlie, he answered, placing one hand on her bowed head,
human
Then noting the dumfounded look on Albert's face he added,
gpt
Ye mustn't mind Telly's ways, Mr. Page, it's upset her a little an' made her histeriky. She don't quite understand, yit, what it all means. She ain't much used ter havin' a fortin drapped in her lap.