human
I hold in my hand, Miss Ruth said, when she had carefully perused this epistle,
gpt
Yes, indeed, Auntie said Mollie.
human
Don't you remember the pretty fairy story you used to tell us about the good little girl who saved a cat from being drowned by some bad boys, and carried her home? and she turned out to be a fairy cat and gave that girl every thing she wished for--cakes and candy, and a lovely pink silk frock packed in a nutshell for her to wear to the party?
gpt
O Mollie! that's too much of a baby story, said Susie.
human
Tell us about the musical cat who played the piano by walking over the keys, and all the people in the house thought it was a ghost.
gpt
Yes, Auntie; and the funny story of the cat and the parrot--how the parrot got stuck up to her knees in a pan of dough, and in her fright said over every thing she had learned to say: 'Polly wants a cracker!' 'Oh, my goodness' sakes alive!' 'Get out, I say!' 'Here's a row!' 'Scat, you beast!' and so on;--and how the cat got her out.
human
These are old stories, girls, and you have told them for me.
gpt
Our old cat Jane, said Eliza Ann Jones,
human
I never knew till the other day, said Florence Austin,
gpt
What a shame! I wouldn't keep a cat who played such a cruel trick,
human
My Dinah Spot doesn't catch birds or chickens, said Nellie Dimock;