human
We'll get up a real affair, give an old folks' concert or something, in costume--we'd have a great one, cried Bruce.
gpt
Will you, say toward spring?
human
Very likely, said Rob,
gpt
You are going to dance, said Mrs. Grey.
human
I'm going to play for you, and if our piano is old and thin, then you must remember that it is in old-time costume also, and not mind.
gpt
We can have a fine square-dance, cried Prue.
human
Just four couples--papa, will you dance?
gpt
Will I? Will I not? Mr. Grey cried, gayly.
human
Whose patent are we celebrating, I'd like to know? Rob and I are head couple.