human
It's a good thing you're not a girl, said I to the Little Pal, across my shoulder, holding back a particularly obstinate branch which would have liked to push us over the precipice, with its lean black arm.
gpt
You would be screaming, and I shouldn't know what to do for you.
human
Not if I were an American girl,
gpt
Is your sister plucky?
human
As plucky as I am; but perhaps that's not saying much. So you're glad I'm not a girl?
gpt
I wouldn't metamorphose you, and lose my comrade. Still, if your sister were like you, and not an heiress, I should----
human
You would--what?
gpt
Like to meet her. But she would probably detest me, and wonder how her brother could have endured my society for weeks on end.