human
Never mind what they say, Sarah, he told her cheerily,
gpt
Aunt Trudy said my mother wouldn't know me, explained Sarah, winking back the tears for her poor sore face smarted at the touch of salt.
human
And I bleached all the brown off, Hugh; only it is so sore.
gpt
My dear child! he said in amazement. Then added,
human
What did you put on your face, dear?
gpt
Well, you see, I wanted it to be real white, said Sarah, sure that he would understand,
human
It's a wonder you have any face left, declared Winnie.
gpt
I missed the buttermilk from the refrigerator.
human
I'd rather have her tanned as black as a piece of leather, he concluded,