human
Why, Nelly, she said,
gpt
She hasn't spoken a word all the way, said Rob, discontentedly.
human
I can't get any thing out of her. She's real cross.
gpt
Oh, Rob! Rob! how can you! cried Nelly:
human
I wasn't cross a bit.
gpt
Then you're sulky, retorted Rob;
human
Tut, tut, said Lucinda:
gpt
Nelly doesn't look either sulky or cross. I guess you're mistaken, Rob.
human
Never mind, Rob! she said:
gpt
I'll talk now.
human
Oh, yes! said Lucinda:
gpt
I know all about those. My little sister's got one of them: Mr. Kleesman gave it to her. He's real fond of little girls. It's a picture he made of the black nurse he had for his little boy. She's got the baby in her arms.
human
Why, has Mr. Kleesman got any children?
gpt
Oh, yes! said Lucinda:
human
Then I should think he'd stay there,
gpt
So should I, said Lucinda;
human
Oh! I wish he'd take me with him,
gpt
Rob March! would you go away and leave papa and mamma and me?
human
I should come back, Nell, he said.
gpt
I shouldn't stay: only just to see the places.
human
Well, said Nelly, slowly,
gpt
I wouldn't go away from all of you, not to see the most beautiful things in all the world; not even to see the city of Constantinople.