human
You're lookin' sort of white about the gills, dearie, she remarked.
gpt
Does the shoulder pain you?
human
No. But something else does, and I don't know just what. Oh, Effie May, what's the matter with me, anyway? she burst out.
gpt
Sometimes I think I'm not a human person at all, but just a big inflated Ego, floating around like an observation balloon, taking notes!
human
Well, well, is that so? murmured her step-mother, who had her doubts as to what an Ego might be.
gpt
I expect what you need for that floaty feeling, dearie, is a good dose of calomel--