human
I don't want to stay at this place, I don't like it any more! I am going to the mountains, Where I've never been before. I shall tramp the mountain pathways, I shall climb the mountain's peak; I don't want to stay in this place, So I'll go away next week!
gpt
All right for you! declared Jack.
human
Go on, and joy go with you! But don't you send me any picture postcards of yourself lost in a perilous mountain fastness,--'cause I won't come and rescue you. So there!
gpt
What is a mountain fastness? demanded Patty.
human
It sounds frisky.
gpt
It isn't, replied Jack;
human
Well, as long as they keep on prowling, they certainly can't harm me. It all sounds rather interesting. At any rate, the ice-covered walls sound cool. You must admit Spring Beach is a hot place.
gpt
All places are hot in hot weather, observed Beatrice, sapiently;
human
Yes, agreed Lora,
gpt
That's your heated imagination, said Jack.
human
It's really about eighty-four in the shade.
gpt
Let's move around into the shade, then, said Patty.
human
This side of the veranda is getting sunny.