human
This is beautiful cloth, she said:
gpt
I wonder where the woman got it.
human
Oh! she has a big roll of it in a chest, said Nelly.
gpt
I saw it; and a big piece of beautiful blue, too. It was made in Sweden, she says; and she has a queer gown, which was her little girl's that is dead, all made of this red and blue cloth, with--oh!--millions of little silver buttons sewed on it, all down the front. She wanted me to try it on; but I did not like to. It was too small, too: not too short; I think it would have come down to my feet. Do little girls in Sweden wear long gowns, like grown-up ladies, mamma?
human
I don't know, dear,
gpt
She has some of the little girl's hair in the same chest; and she took it out and held it close to mine.
human
Yes, said Rob:
gpt
I didn't want her to. How did we know she was clean?
human
Oh, for shame, Rob! cried Nelly:
gpt
They look just as pretty as the antlers old Mr. Pine has upon the wall in his house, said Rob;
human
Oh, Rob! exclaimed Nelly,
gpt
I don't either! said Rob:
human
I do think they're pretty; honest, I do.