human
Oh, here they come! Here come the trucks!
gpt
Get the lunch!
human
I'll go in and tell mother we're going, called Nan to Bert, who shut up his knife, brushed the whittlings off his clothes, and began to gather up the boxes and baskets of lunch.
gpt
Watch Flossie! Nan added, for there was no telling what the excitable little
human
All right, Bert answered.
gpt
Here, Freddie! he called.
human
Don't run with that sharp-pointed boat in your hand. If you fall on it you'll get hurt.
gpt
But I'm not going to fall!
human
You can't tell what you're going to do! Go easy!