human
What's the matter, dear? she whispered.
gpt
Don't you feel well?
human
Oh, yes! very well. Nothing's the matter.
gpt
Come, Amy, let's see your new baby, said Mr. Carpenter.
human
She's a beauty, ain't she? Half of her was made in this house, did you know that? Set her up, and let's hear her talk.
gpt
She's asleep now, faltered Amy.
human
But she's been talking up-stairs. She talks very nicely, Papa. She's tired now, truly she is.
gpt
Nonsense! she isn't the kind that gets tired. Her tongue won't ache if she runs on all day; she's like some little girls in that. Stand her up, Amy, I want to hear her. I've never seen one of 'em out of the shop before. She looks wonderfully alive, doesn't she, Mother?