human
I wish we could go away from these people and never, never come back again!
gpt
I don't, said Gracie.
human
I love mamma and Grandma Elsie, and Grandma Rose, and Grandpa Dinsmore, too, and----
gpt
I hate him! I'd like to beat him! the old tyrant!
human
O Lu! I'm sure he's been kind to us; they're all kind to us when we're good, expostulated Grace.
gpt
But what has happened to make you so angry, and why aren't you eating your supper with the rest?
human
Do you think I'd go and sit at the table with them when they won't have you and Max there, too?
gpt
What about Max? did he do something wrong, too?
human
No; it wasn't anything wicked; he just bought some wood for his carving with some of his own money.
gpt
But maybe he went without leave?
human
Yes, that was it; he forgot to ask. A very little thing to punish him for, I'm sure; but Mr. Dinsmore (I sha'n't call him grandpa) says he must stay in his own room till this time to-morrow.
gpt
Why, said Gracie,
human
Yes, she's not such a cruel tyrant. He'd have beaten you black and blue. I hope she won't tell him about it.
gpt
O Gracie, don't! Lulu entreated, kneeling down beside the sofa and clasping her arms about her.
human
I didn't mean to frighten you so. Of course, Mamma Vi won't; if she meant to she'd have done it before now, and you'd have heard from him, too.
gpt
Ise brung yo' suppah, chillens,