human
Listen, said Perico,
gpt
And how it rains! added Pedro.
human
The clouds are torn to bits. The river is going to overflow the fields.
gpt
Did you see how the clouds ran this afternoon? said Angela to her brother.
human
They looked like greyhounds.
gpt
Yes, answered the boy,
human
To the sea for water.
gpt
Is there so much water in the sea?
human
Yes indeed, and more than there is in Uncle Pedro's pond.
gpt
The voice of the wind seems to me like the voice of the evil spirit, that comes leading fear by the hand,
human
You are always frightened, mother, remarked Rita.
gpt
I don't know when your spirit will rest. Look here, lazy-bones, she proceeded, giving a push to the boy who had reclined against her,