human
They have such good manners,
gpt
I wonder if Bobby and Meg couldn't go over to Mrs. Anson's right from school, Mrs. Blossom? asked Norah, a few minutes before it was time for the children to put on their boots again.
human
We haven't an egg in the house, and Sam is going to be gone with the car all the afternoon.
gpt
But, Norah, I hate to have them go so far in this kind of weather, objected Mother Blossom.
human
Don't you think it feels like more snow?
gpt
Oh, no, Mother! Bobby's voice was eager.
human
They were sweeping off the pond this noon, weren't they, Meg? They never sweep it till it's stopped snowing for good, so there'll be skating. Meg and I can skate up the pond to the creek and up that as far as Mrs. Anson's house. Then we'll come home by the road, so we won't break any eggs. My, Mother, that will be such fun!
gpt
It won't snow, Mother, she said positively.
human
It doesn't feel that way a bit, really it doesn't. And we do need eggs.
gpt
Very well, then, she agreed.
human
But you must carry my muff and Bobby shall have the little hand-warmer stove.