human
There's no place to knock, Freddie said, as he looked about on every side of the round pile of snow.
gpt
And there's no door-bell. The next time I make a snow house, Flossie, I'm going to put a front door-bell on it.
human
That'll be nice, his sister said.
gpt
But, Freddie, never mind about the door-bell now. Let's get inside. I'm awful cold!
human
So'm I. And another snowflake just went into my ear. It makes me wiggle when it melts and runs down inside.
gpt
I like to wiggle, Flossie said.
human
I'm going to open my ears real wide and maybe a snowflake will get in mine. Does it feel funny?
gpt
Terribly funny. But you can't open your ears any wider than they are now, Flossie. They're wide open all the while--not like your eyes that you can open and shut part way.
human
Maybe I can open my ears wider, Flossie said.
gpt
I'm going to try, anyhow.
human
I guess I can't get a snowflake to tickle me,
gpt
You can have the next one that goes into my ear, offered Freddie.
human
But they melt so soon and run down so fast that I don't see how I am going to get them out.
gpt
Never mind, said Flossie.
human
I can get a snowflake in my ear when I get home. Just now let's see if we can't get inside this little house. If the door is frozen shut, maybe you can find a stick and poke it open. Look for a stick, Freddie.
gpt
All right, I will,
human
I've found one! he cried.
gpt
Now we can get in and away from the storm. I'll make a hole in the snow house!