human
Oh, Maum Winnie, who are those birds for? Where is the cook? What are you in the kitchen cooking for?
gpt
Jes' listen to de chile! cried Winnie.
human
Wot you makin' all dis miration 'bout? I nebber seed nobody so inquisity as you is. De cook she dun leff, an' I's cookin' ontwill yer grandmar git somebody. Ef you don' belieb me, ax yer mar. Ennyhow, I's gwine to 'quaint yer mar with yer conduck, axin' so many perterment questions.
gpt
But, who are the birds for? persisted Nelly.
human
I know mamma never eats birds, and grandmamma isn't sick.
gpt
I 'clar, Miss Nelly, _I's_ outdone wid you. Go outer heah, 'fore I calls yer grandmar.
human
Now, thought the child,
gpt
I will find out what all this means.
human
Papa! oh, papa! Instantly the door was opened, and she found herself dragged inside the room, her grandma's hand placed closely over her mouth, while her mother, in a hoarse whisper, said,
gpt
Nelly, for _pity's sake hush, no one must know_.