human
I wish I found it easy to write a poem, said Winifred, mournfully.
gpt
I never made a rhyme in my life, but Lulu says I've got to try. She made me write a story once when we were little girls, and it was the most awful nonsense you ever heard. Have you ever written a poem, Marjorie?
human
Only a few silly doggerels. One of my aunt's favorite games is capping verses, and we used sometimes to play it on winter evenings.
gpt
Well, Marjorie, what do you think of the idea of the club?
human
I think it will be splendid, declared Marjorie, heartily.
gpt
Lulu must be a clever girl to have thought of such a plan, especially of the initiation. I am sure the poems will be great fun.
human
They won't amount to anything, said Elsie, with her superior smile.
gpt
Nobody will write a decent poem, and I do hate poetry that isn't really good. Papa would never allow me to learn anything but the classics.
human
Lulu says we mustn't read our poems to any one until the night of the initiation, said Marjorie.
gpt
I know yours will be splendid, Elsie; you are so clever.
human
I asked Lulu why she didn't invite Beverly Randolph to join the club. He hasn't many friends in New York and might enjoy it. She says he is older than any of the other boys, but she would be glad to have him if he cares to join, so I am to ask him and let her know to-morrow. The boys are not to be initiated, because they are only the amusement committee, but they are all to come to the first meeting, and vote on the poems.