human
I shall give you this China-crape shawl,
gpt
I am afraid girls don't wear shawls now,
human
My dear, said Aunt,
gpt
--unpinning a towel, and shaking out a quantity of dried rose-leaves.
human
I _lend_ you this; not give it, you understand.
gpt
I shall give you this China-crape shawl,
human
Thank you, Aunt, dear.
gpt
You must have a pelisse, of some sort, continued her aunt;
human
Oh, but that would be a pity! cried Hesse, with innocent wiliness.
gpt
The girls are all wearing little short jackets now, trimmed with fur, or something like that; it would be a pity to cut up that great cloak to make a little bit of a wrap for me.
human
Fur? said her aunt, catching at the word;
gpt
dragging out of the camphor-chest an enormous cape, which seemed made of tortoise-shell cats, so yellow and brown and mottled was it.
human
Won't this do for a trimming, or would you rather have it as it is?
gpt
I shall have to ask Cousin Julia, replied Hesse.
human
Oh, Aunt, dear, don't give me any more! You really mustn't! You are robbing yourself of everything!
gpt
And here's your grandmother's wedding-gown--and mine! she said;