human
I am the North Wind! said Puff.
gpt
Whoop! whoop!
human
I am the South Wind!
gpt
And I'm some kind of wind, ivn't I?
human
Yes, dear, you are the West Wind; whoop! whoop! whoop!
gpt
Dear me! children, she cried,
human
We washed the dolls' clothes, Possy dear, said Puff,
gpt
So we couldn't have our children dirty and sinful too, you know, Possy! cried Fluff, earnestly.
human
And now we are playing wind, and drying the clothes beautifully.
gpt
Well, dears, said Mrs. Posset, resignedly, as she sat down with her mending,
human
Well, Puffy, said Fluff,
gpt
Oh! let us play 'Five Little Princesses'!
human
But there are only three of us! Fluff objected.
gpt
Unless Mrs. Posset will be one, and _that_ would only be four. _Would_ you mind being a princess, Possy?
human
Oh! Miss Fluffy, dear, indeed I have not time, now, said the good nurse;