human
By the way, Grandmother, did I tell you that the General has a new picture of Alec? It's just fine. I'll run over and get it.
gpt
There he is, she said, thrusting the picture in her grandmother's hands.
human
Did you ever see anybody change so in your life? That shows what Texas air will do for people. Why, he's fat, positively fat, for him, isn't he?
gpt
He certainly seems to have grown stouter,
human
And those corduroys--don't they look good--and the sombrero?
gpt
I don't think you like it,
human
Why, yes, I do, dear. Only it seems a bit strange to see Alec in that garb. It is cowboy style, is it not?
gpt
Yes, but it's cowboy dress, and cowboy life, and cowboy freedom that has given Alec health. He'd never have got it here in Woodford in a thousand years.
human
That is true, Blue Bonnet. You are right. What did the General think of the picture?
gpt
He loves it! I reckon it looked better to him than a West Point uniform with nothing inside of it.
human
I think the General got over that dream long ago, Blue Bonnet. He is perfectly delighted with Alec's recovery.
gpt
I think I'll go for a gallop, Grandmother, she said, turning suddenly.
human
I've just time before dinner. I won't have many more chances.
gpt
The clouds look heavy, dear.
human
I know; that's why I want to go. I love the damp air in my face. It's so refreshing.
gpt
What's the matter with me?