human
Oh, Purt! where did you get it?
gpt
You're fixed up to flag a freight, with all that red on you,
human
And where _did_ you get that gorgeous sash, Mr. Sweet? demanded
gpt
Bobby
human
Oh, now, Miss Clara, said Purt Sweet, carefully climbing into the seat directly behind the twins.
gpt
This is the very latest thing--weally! I sent clear to New York for it. You see, it's not so stiff and hard looking as a leather belt. This--er--lends a softness to the whole costume that is--er--quite unobtainable with a belt.
human
Oh, gee! gasped Bobby.
gpt
It's soft enough, all right, all right!