human
Off for the golf links, dear?
gpt
Yes, Mother, Carol Day and I play off our match this afternoon. If I beat her I'll win those candlesticks--
human
They will look very pretty on your dresser, smiled Mrs. Lee.
gpt
I know what you mean, Mother--that I'm just playing for the candlesticks alone and I'm not at all, for when I do win one I sort of hate taking a prize. But I would like to beat Carol because she does play such a good game!
human
That's the spirit, Bab. Where are the little girls?
gpt
That's what I wanted to talk to you about, Mother, Barbara, balancing herself on the arm of a chair, tapped her toe with the putter.
human
Peggy and Alice have gone off to Molly Sawyer's and they've left Keineth home. I don't think they're treating her a bit nicely!
gpt
Why didn't she go with them?
human
I don't think Peggy asked her to go. She and Molly were going to play tennis on the Sawyer courts with Joan Crate, a girl that's out here from town, and Keineth felt left out. Peggy told her she couldn't play well enough to play with them and that it spoiled a game playing with beginners, anyway!
gpt
And I heard Billy the other day teasing her about her father. He laughed at her when she said her father was a soldier, only the kind that didn't wear a uniform, and he told her there weren't any soldiers like that! I think you ought to speak to the children, Mother.
human
Never mind, Bab, those things will straighten themselves. Peggy must be more considerate and patient and I will tell Billy something about Keineth's father--Billy will be interested. We may some day have reason to be very proud of knowing him, for he may become a very great man, besides doing an immense good for this country of ours. Run along, dear, to your game and good luck to you!