human
Why, Mopsy Maynard, exclaimed her mother, as Marjorie danced into the house, smiling and dishevelled,
gpt
Yes, indeed, Mother, but just listen a minute! Uncle Steve has a new horse, a black one, and there are a hundred million little chickens, in the queerest kind of a thing, but I can't remember its name,--it's something like elevator.
human
Incubator, perhaps,
gpt
Yes, that's it; and oh, Mother, it's so funny! Do come out and see it, won't you?
human
Not to-night, child; and now run up to your room and tie up your hair.