human
I think I could ride all night without getting tired, laughed Marjorie.
gpt
This is an adorable pony.
human
She was my sister's pony,
gpt
Yes, I know, your cousin told me. It was awfully good of you and your mother to let me ride her.
human
I wish I could make your mother understand how much I appreciate all she has done for me, she said, impulsively.
gpt
Do you know she has given me your sister's room?
human
Yes, she told me she was going to. Mother is very fond of you, and she says she thinks Babs would have loved you, too.
gpt
I know I should have loved her, said Marjorie, earnestly.
human
Grace has been telling me about her, and I have been looking at all her things.
gpt
She was almost as fond of riding as you are, said Beverly.
human
She was such a plucky little girl; never afraid of anything. She rode better than any girl in the neighborhood.
gpt
Will you mind if I stop for a moment to speak to my old mammy? Beverly asked, as they were on their way home.
human
She lives in one of these cabins, and I know she'll be on the lookout for me.
gpt
Of course I won't mind, said Marjorie, promptly;
human
I shall love it. I've never seen a real colored mammy, but I've often read about them in stories.
gpt
Well, you shall see one now. Ours was the genuine article, though people pretend to say the old-fashioned darky is a thing of the past. She was devoted to Babs and me, although she was a firm believer in the efficacy of the rod. We loved her dearly, and minded her better than we minded Mother. She was put on the pension list several years ago, and now has a cabin to herself. Here it is, and there's Mammy on the watch for us, as I was sure she would be. Hello, Mammy, here's your bad boy back again!