human
Well, you helped fill the brook instead of my pail; didn't you?
gpt
But, mamma, I haven't got any dry clothes, said poor Rob:
human
That's a fact, Rob, said his mother.
gpt
You'll have to go to bed while these dry.
human
Oh, dear! said Rob;
gpt
Zeb, called Rob;
human
I tumbled in the brook; and I've got to go to bed till my clothes are dry.
gpt
Don't you do no such a thing, cried Zeb;
human
Come, now, Zeb, said the Deacon,
gpt
Well, you just feel of me now! shouted Rob;
human
I'm half dry already!
gpt
said the Deacon;
human
Not five minutes ago,
gpt
It is certainly the queerest thing I ever saw, she continued, feeling Rob from his shoulders to his ankles: