human
Ain't we goin'? Willie demanded.
gpt
I seen it, but it'll be gone.
human
Right enough, Don exclaimed grimly.
gpt
Come on, Willie.
human
I'm coming, she said obstinately, and snatched a white lace scarf from the hall rack and flung it over her head like a mantilla.
gpt
Don, may I come?
human
Why, I suppose so, he said finally. Then he grinned.
gpt
Certainly no harm is going to come to us from a ghost. Might frighten us to death, but that's about all a ghost can do, isn't it?