human
I don't see how you could walk away out here, said Bob Parkney, pouring milk into the bowls his mother had put out on the table.
gpt
I did it this forenoon, and I was dead tired when I got home.
human
Bob walked to school, because the trolley cars were not running, explained Mrs. Parkney.
gpt
His father took the light wagon and one of the horses and went after him right after dinner to save him the walk home. But the public schools dismissed the pupils early, just as Miss May did you, and Bob had started before his father got to the school.
human
And while I was in the building, asking for Bob, the horse took it into its head to walk away without me, said Mr. Parkney.
gpt
So I had to walk all the way back home myself.
human
How are we to get these children home? said Mrs. Parkney to her husband, while Sunny Boy and his six playmates were busy with the delicious home-made bread and country milk she had given them.
gpt
Their mothers will be wild with anxiety, Robert. Our telephone is out of order, or we could telephone and let them know and keep the children here over night.
human
Bob and I will take them home in the sleigh, said Mr. Parkney at once.
gpt
It's an old rattletrap affair, and I don't believe it has been used for years. Still, I reckon Bob and I can make it hold together for one trip. But, Mother, find out where these little folks live before they go to sleep. I might leave the wrong child at the wrong house.