human
To think of calling her mother Nannie, reflected Mrs. Manton,
gpt
Oh, let's go down, exclaimed Nora, brushing things hastily into the dresser drawer and neglecting to tie her sash in an even bow.
human
I'm so anxious to see your outdoors, I could easily believe there are fairies in these thick, tangly woods.
gpt
Our birds and little animal friends are just as interesting as fairies, remarked Mrs. Ted,
human
How ever could one get acquainted with birds?
gpt
We don't know how, but we know we do, replied Mrs. Ted, giving the flying window curtain a jerk to let the sun stream in.
human
Some day I must tell you about the poor little blue-jay we took in and nursed. He got so fond of us I could hardly get him to fly away.
gpt
I had a canary once, Nannie sent it for Christmas, but I had to let him go, said Nora.
human
He was just breaking his heart in that tiny, little cage. I never wanted a bird again.
gpt
They are pathetic when caged, agreed Mrs. Manton,
human
she said, as Nora waited politely.
gpt
That Jerry-boy is getting impatient.