human
Robert, suppose we never have another chance to give either of them such an opportunity of pleasure and improvement as this. How shall we feel when we look back? We should never forgive ourselves.
gpt
You'll miss Arthur when he goes: won't you?
human
Arthur says he won't go!
gpt
Won't go! exclaimed Mrs. March:
human
He is going to ask his father to ask you to let him stay here with us, replied Nelly.
gpt
I thought he might sleep in Rob's bed. Rob says he'd just as soon sleep on the lounge; and I thought you'd be willing. He's such a poor dear! I could take all the care of him.
human
Would you really like to have him?
gpt
Oh, yes, indeed, mamma, ever so much! I love him as well as I do Rob,--almost: not quite, I guess, because he isn't my own brother; but it is so hard for him to be sick, that makes me love him more.
human
Mr. and Mrs. Cook came down here last night to ask us to let you and Rob go back to New York with them for the winter,