human
Why do you take some toys yourself, she asked,
gpt
Those in the carts are for my export and wholesale trade--shops, and so on; these _I_ take are for my special favourites. You're on my list, my dear, you know.
human
May I whisper something?
gpt
Bless my soul!
human
And I should like to pay for it, continued Eva;
gpt
I've got five shillings all but three farthings.
human
Never mind about that, my dear.
gpt
But I'm sure I ought, she replied dubiously.
human
Dear Father Christmas, you are always doing kindnesses; could you tell me how to do something like giving a cot to a hospital, or a free library, or something? That's what I really came to ask you about, only I forgot it until now. I'm so often in trouble, and I've so often tried to do some good, but it doesn't come off somehow,
gpt
What you ask me is a secret, he answered.
human
Some people are quick to find it out for themselves. Some people never find it out. But I will tell it to you, dear, because I know that by to-morrow you will be on the high road to guessing it. It is this: You need not give things. You needn't try to be good. Try only not to be troublesome. If you are sweet, and gentle, and kind, you give happiness--not only do you give it, but you can then only find happiness yourself.