human
Mercy! you look as if you'd lost your last friend, Annabel,
gpt
I have, I'm afraid--or will, Annabel answered dolefully.
human
Do you realize that in just fifteen days we shall be saying good-by to these old walls, forever--you and I? I didn't think it was going to be so hard, Ruth. Doesn't it break you all up when you think of it? Do you relish the idea of other girls having this room next year--hanging their things in our closets; planning feasts and frolics behind barred doors while we pass on to the ranks of 'young women?' The idea doesn't appeal to me as much as I thought it was going to.
gpt
Wonder where they'll keep their provisions, she said, eyes toward the box couch which had secluded many a staple article.
human
Do you suppose they'll find the refrigerator, and know enough to make black curtains for the transoms?
gpt
Let's put them on, she said.
human
Write a letter and will them our secrets. We can hide it in the refrigerator.