human
Don't you speak again, Percy, or I'll scream my throat right in two!
gpt
Girls, I advise you to let that child alone, said her cousin, with a look of supreme contempt.
human
Let's try Flyaway; she's a little darling. Here, Flyaway, are'n't you willing to be pinned up in a shawl if we'll give you a whole cent?
gpt
Course, indeed, so! replied the little one, tossing her kitten across a chair, and into the fireplace.
human
But you mus' gi' me mucher'n that! Gi' me hunnerd cents!
gpt
Now cry, said Percy;
human
Ee! Ee!
gpt
No, cry _weak_; cry just as you did when you were a baby.
human
I don't 'member when I was a baby, 'twas so _many_ years ago,
gpt
Cry,
human
Just the image of his papa, Mrs. Pettibone! cried Florence Eastman, rushing in, in the character of an old lady, her head adorned with a scoop bonnet.
gpt
Let me look at the precious little creature! Yes, just the image of his papa! I said so before I ever set eyes on him. He's two months of age, you say, and how many teeth?
human
She is a girl, replied Mrs. Susy, kissing the big bundle,