human
It's no use talking, said Hinpoha a little later to the group.
gpt
We Winnebagos weren't meant to be separated. Just as soon as we settle down to the idea of spending the summer away from each other along comes fate and throws us all into the same basket again. It happened last summer and the summer before last. And today, while we were in the midst of our lament, in steps fate, just as usual.
human
Just as usual,
gpt
My breakfast, 'tis of thee, Sweet bunch of hominy, Of thee I sing!
human
Oh, I say, look out, you're getting ashes into it, called Katherine warningly, looking up from her little