human
Goodness me! gasped Bobby.
gpt
It's one glare of ice--everything! And so-o cold! Ugh!
human
The horse can never travel to-day, she groaned.
gpt
You saw how he slipped about in the soft snow the other day when they had him out. He is not shod properly.
human
If you only had Ida Bellethorne here!
gpt
But she is a long way off, and in the wrong direction. Why, none of us could walk on this ice!
human
How about skating?
gpt
Mr. Canary says it is all downhill--or mostly to the railroad station, Betty said.
human
I would be afraid to skate downhill.