human
What's your name?
gpt
Eva,
human
Why, that's my name!
gpt
Of course. I know you, I know you through and through--good and bad--and I wish I didn't.
human
You're a horrid story-teller,
gpt
Supposing I am! It's easier to tell stories than to tell the truth. Saves a lot of trouble. Besides, it's nice. You know that as well as I do.
human
she said to herself.
gpt
But she flushed as she remembered she had once thought that too, but only for a moment; and she was ashamed of it now. She was ruffled and uncomfortable at the proximity of this horrid girl, who now said slyly:
human
Look over there in that cupboard, there's a doll that has been forgotten. I want it, and I'm going to take it and hide it under my pinafore.
gpt
You mayn't--you mustn't! cried Eva.
human
It would be stealing.
gpt
I don't care. Father Christmas won't know.
human
Yes, he will. I shall tell him!
gpt
Then I'll say it was given to me.
human
You horrid girl! You dreadful story-teller!
gpt
Don't be silly. What does it matter telling stories and stealing, so long as you're not found out?
human
It's just as bad if you're not found out. But you are _bound_ to be found out, cried Eva, in horror and disgust as she saw her approach the coveted treasure.
gpt
I tell you, wicked people are always found out; they never escape unpunished.
human
I want it, and I'm going to have it.
gpt
You mustn't. Come away--you shan't! shouted Eva, running after her; and she seized her by both wrists.
human
Come away! Oh, do come away!
gpt
You fool! leave me alone. Get away!
human
Let me go! You have won!