human
What you crying for?
gpt
Father sent me up here 'cause it is sinful to--make bets, and Aunt Rose has come, and I can't have any--Thanksgiving dinner,
human
I'm wickeder than you, said Submit.
gpt
I put the Revolutionary bullets in the turkey to make it weigh more than yours. Yours weighed the most. If mother thinks it's right, I'll give you the work-box.
human
I don't--want it, sobbed Sarah.
gpt
I'm dreadful sorry you've got to stay up there, and can't have any dinner, Submit.
human
I'm dreadful sorry you've got to stay up there, and can't have any dinner,