human
This is for Polly, this for Eugene, and this for mamma.
gpt
Cecil, he asks, suddenly,
human
Will they come here?
gpt
How would you like to go there? to sail in a great ship again?
human
With madame?
gpt
No, he replies, gravely,
human
And mamma?
gpt
What if mamma does not want to go?
human
Then I should stay with mamma. She would have no one.
gpt
But I would have no one either,
human
Then why do you not stay with mamma? She cries sometimes, and Cecil's voice has a touch of pitiful awe.
gpt
Why do you not put roses in her hair and kiss her as Uncle Eugene does Polly? She is sweetest.
human
When does she cry?
gpt
At night, when it is all soft dark, and when she puts her face down on my pillow.
human
Take your flowers in to them,