human
What do you want, my dear little boy? she said.
gpt
Is your throat worse?
human
No; isn't it time to get up? said Rob.
gpt
Hasn't Sarah made the fire?
human
Oh, mercy! exclaimed Mrs. March.
gpt
Is that all? Why Rob! it isn't anywhere near morning. You must go to sleep again, child; it is a terribly cold night,
human
I don't care, said Rob.
gpt
I'll just stay awake. I don't believe it'll be very long;