human
Where's Rosemary?
gpt
I don't know--I haven't seen her since lunch, answered Sarah.
human
Don't you think Elinor looks better to-day, Jack?
gpt
Sure, leave her alone and she'll come out all right, he said heartlessly.
human
You're always fussing with animals, aren't you, Sarah? I believe you like 'em better when they're sick because it gives you an excuse to pet them more.
gpt
Nobody cares! she cried.
human
Nobody! Winnie wouldn't let me keep the sick kittens in the kitchen and they died and Elinor would have died, too, if it hadn't been for me. When I grow up, I'm going to have a big house and there isn't going to be a single person in it. Just animals--so there!
gpt
I suppose you'll have a trained cow to do the cooking, and a dog to wash dishes, teased Jack.
human
Never mind, Sarah, there'll always be plenty of animals needing a friend like you. Maybe Hugh will doctor them for you, and I'll come take your patients out for airings in my best and newest airplane!
gpt
Hello, what's all this confabbing? called Doctor Hugh, coming across the grass toward the fence.
human
Rabbits improving, Sarah? Where's Rosemary?
gpt
Hello, Hugh, Jack greeted him with a cheerful grin.
human
All the patients cured this early in the day? Sarah is going to follow in your footsteps, but she won't give her services to people, only to mistreated animals.
gpt
I've been late for dinner two nights running and I thought I'd surprise the family by a punctual appearance this time, explained the doctor.
human
My chief difficulty now is to find some one to surprise. Aunt Trudy has gone to the library, Winnie says, Shirley is playing with some neighbor's child on the porch and no one seems to know where Rosemary is. I saw you and Sarah from upstairs, or I should have added her to the list of the missing, too.
gpt
I wanted to show Rosemary my new fishing rod, Jack explained.
human
It's a beauty and my uncle sent it to me from Canada.
gpt
I think you are cruel to catch fish,
human
Why you eat fish, don't you? retorted Jack.
gpt
Someone has to catch them, you know.
human
Queer little dick, isn't she? smiled Jack to the doctor.
gpt
Crazy about animals and always fussing over 'em. Well, I have to go dig worms for bait--great day ahead to-morrow with nothing to do but fish and try out the new rod.
human
Good luck to you,
gpt
on the piano till Winnie came and called her to go after a loaf of bread. The doctor wondered lazily if the bread were a real need or a handy invention of Winnie's to break up the musical program; she was quite capable of the latter. After the piano was silenced, he lost himself again in his book to be recalled by an undecided knock on the door. He waited, not sure that it _was_ a knock. The timid tap came again and he called,
human
Come in.