human
I just thought I would bring in a little glow with me, Polly, remarked Tom, when he recovered self-possession again.
gpt
A few roses, such as I know you like.
human
Oh, Tom! American Beauties again! How lovely!
gpt
I'll hand them to mother, Polly, for her to arrange in a jar. The others that came yesterday, can be placed in another glass.
human
Oh, did Polly receive other roses?
gpt
Why, didn't you send them to me? There was no card in the box, but you always send American Beauties, Tom,
human
Well, I did send them, Polly, but I thought I would make you guess who it could have been. I never dreamed you would give me credit for the roses.
gpt
Why shouldn't I? It would have seemed queer if you hadn't sent flowers, when everyone within a thousand miles, sent boxes and bouquets to me, all yesterday and all day today.
human
They did! What for?
gpt
What for? Why, goodness me! Don't you suppose my friends were _glad_ that I wasn't drowned, retorted Polly, in amazement.
human
Everyone that ever knew me, sent love and flowers, so I never thought it strange that you sent me some, too.