human
Bully mountains! ain't they? Come on!
gpt
Well, Rob, said his father,
human
No, Rob, said his mother.
gpt
How many times have I asked you not to say 'bully'?
human
I know it, mother, replied Rob;
gpt
Oh, dear Rob! dear Rob! Three times in one sentence! What shall we do to you? We will really have to hire you to leave off that word, as grandpa hired you to drink cold water, at so much a week.
human
Mamma, said Rob, solemnly,
gpt
Oh, Rob, you don't 'have' to say it! exclaimed Nell.
human
Nobody 'has to say' any thing.
gpt
Girls don't, said Rob, patronizingly:
human
I can whistle, said Nell.
gpt
I can whistle most as well as you.
human
You can't, Nell,
gpt
Why, so you can! said he.
human
I didn't know girls ever whistled: I thought they were made so they couldn't.
gpt
Oh, no! said Mrs. March;
human
I used to be a great whistler when I was a girl; but I never let anybody hear me, if I could help it. And Nelly knows that it is not lady-like for a girl to whistle. She likes to whistle as well as you like to say 'bully,' however; so you might leave off that as well as she can leave off whistling.
gpt
But you used to whistle all alone by yourself, persisted Rob;
human
Oh, Rob! Rob! That makes six times! That dreadful word!
gpt
Oh! said Rob, pretending to be very innocent,