human
Now, mother, dear, she said,
gpt
I have made it worse, haven't I? I didn't mean to do that--to cry. Truly, I didn't. I won't ever do it again. She put one arm about her mother's neck and stroked her forehead gently.
human
Mother, darling, doesn't it make your head just a little better to have your little daughter hu--hug--ging you, too?
gpt
My dearest little daughter! she murmured, kissing her.
human
If only you could be happy! If only you didn't take things so to heart! Mother's own dear little girl! She rose and spoke brightly.
gpt
Now, let's all go out into this lovely day and be happy together.
human
Yes, she said,
gpt
Yes, replied Mrs. Ladue,
human
I think it will.