human
It is a splendid apple year, remarked Mrs. Brown, her eyes wandering over the bountifully laden trees.
gpt
Do you know, Edwin, I believe you will realize enough off your wine saps and pippins to pay for all your furniture!
human
It is all paid for, thank goodness! laughed the young man.
gpt
But the apple money is to be put in the bank in Molly's account.
human
You remember when I went to college, Mother, you said I must win the three golden apples. Don't you think apple money in the bank is a golden apple?
gpt
Yes, my child, perhaps it is; but happiness is a bigger and more golden apple than money in the bank, and I believe you have gained happiness.
human
Indeed I have, said Molly blushing.
gpt
And now I am going to make a pie for my own husband; out of my own apples; off my own tree; in my own kitchen; with my own hands; and before I go, I am going to hug the old man who bought the orchard so I could go on with my college education.