human
Amy, darling, you do get lovelier every day,
gpt
Doesn't she?
human
Amy's the prettiest girl in this old town,
gpt
Well, I'm glad you all admire me so much, Mrs. Carroll said, in her sweet drawl,
human
Because what, honey?
gpt
Well, said Mrs. Carroll,
human
Oh, shucks!
gpt
Anna came this forenoon and asked me what she should do, Mrs. Carroll said, in her soft tone of childlike glee, as if she really enjoyed the situation.
human
Poor Anna looked annoyed. This country air makes Anna hungry. Now, as for me, I am not hungry at all. If I can have fruit and salad I am quite satisfied. It is so fortunate that we have those raspberries and those early pears. Those little pears are quite delicious, and they are nourishing, I am sure. And then it is providential that we have lettuce in our own garden. And the grocer did not object in the least to letting last week's bill run and letting us have olive-oil and vinegar. I have plenty, so I can regard it all quite cheerfully; but Anna, poor darling, is hungry like a pussy-cat for real, solid meat. Well, Anna comes, face so long --Mrs. Carroll drew down her lovely face, to a chorus of admiring laughter, Anna Carroll herself joining. Mrs. Carroll continued.
gpt
Yes, so long, and made her face long again by way of encore.
human
And I said, 'Why, Anna, honey, what is the matter?' 'Amy,' said she, 'this is serious, very serious. Why, neither the butcher nor the egg-man will trust us. We have only money enough to part pay one of them, just to keep them going,' says she, 'and what shall I do, Amy?' 'It's either to go without meat or eggs,' says I. 'Yes, Amy, honey,' says she. 'And you can't pay them each a little?' says I, 'for I am real wise about that way of doing, you know.' Mrs. Carroll said the last with the air of a precocious child; she looked askance for admiration as she said it, and laughed herself with the others.
gpt
Did you say it was raspberry-pudding, Amy?
human
Yes, honey, with plenty of sauce, and you may have some twice if you want it.
gpt
Ring the bell, dear,
human
You don't mind, Arthur, do you?
gpt
No, darling, only I hope none of you are really going hungry.
human
Soup and pudding are all one ought to eat in such hot weather,
gpt
You darling papa,
human
Run back to your seat and get your pudding, sweetheart,