human
I knew you'd want to go home, scolded Nelson.
gpt
You can't go. I haven't had but one coast. Come on, and ride down on my sled.
human
I don't want to ride on your sled, sobbed Ruth.
gpt
I want to go home; my feet are cold.
human
Well, you'll have to wait till I have some fun, said Nelson.
gpt
What did you do with your sled?
human
I don't know, wailed Ruth.
gpt
My feet are cold.
human
Step on them and they won't be,
gpt
I don't want to step on them! Ruth cried. She was very unhappy indeed.
human
I want my sled. I want to go home. My feet are cold.
gpt
I'll find your sled,