human
We can't make long thin legs like the soldiers, said Bobby regretfully.
gpt
I wonder how the man made 'em like that. We'll have to have short roundish legs for ours.
human
Now he needs a face, said Dot, gazing with admiration on their work.
gpt
How'll you make his eyes and nose, Bobby?
human
With coal, said Bobby.
gpt
Meg, will you go and get some lumps of coal? And ask Mother if there is an old hat we can have. He ought to have a hat.
human
Mother's hunting up an old derby hat, she reported.
gpt
She'll throw it to us. Oh, Bobby, doesn't he look funny?
human
But arms! cried Meg suddenly.
gpt
He hasn't any arms, Bobby.