human
Ben Carver, are you the same fellow that stole out of this room with me a fortnight ago?
gpt
Am I, or am I not? Sure enough. Only a fortnight ago! Think of it! Why, I feel as if it were years ago. We little thought we would be back here now, and feeling as comfortable as we do, when we stole down the stairs that night, and went across the fields to hide from Mr. Bernard.
human
Yes, from him and every one else. I wanted never to see Joe or any of the boys again--never!
gpt
May I come in?
human
Come.
gpt
We are to have the hall all to ourselves this evening, and talk over our camp life--all speaking at once, if we want to.
human
And we shall want to,
gpt
Very likely, laughed Joe.
human
We generally do. Mr. Bernard says if we can’t think of anything to say he will come in and help us. We told him he would be welcome, but that he probably wouldn’t be able to get a word in.
gpt
Not the least chance.
human
Come on; there’s the bell! Supper, and after that the jollification in the hall. Then we’ll pack and say good-bye to the old Academy, and each other too, until next September.
gpt
Remember you are going home with me,
human
Remember? Ah, yes; I remember that. Isn’t it odd to be sitting instead of standing at the table, and using napkins and glasses? I like the camp tables best, though, as it is.