human
Let me out! Help me out! Pull me up!
gpt
What in the world were you doing?
human
I was scraping down in the bottom of the barrel to get a little flour that was left, Tess explained, very red in the face.
gpt
But I leaned over too far and I couldn't get up. And I couldn't call at first.
human
What did you want of flour? asked Ruth.
gpt
Goodness, you have enough on your dress, anyhow.
human
I wanted some to rub on my face to make me look pale,
gpt
To make you look pale! Gracious, Tess! what for?
human
We're playing doctor and nurse, Dot and I, Tess explained.
gpt
I have to be sick, and sick people are always pale. But I'm so tanned Dot said I didn't look sick at all, so I tried to scrape some flour off the bottom of the barrel to rub on my face.
human
Well, you have enough now if you brush off what's on your clothes,
gpt
And be careful about leaning over barrels, put in Mrs. MacCall.
human
You might have been hurt.
gpt
Yes, agreed Tess,
human
I might be but I wasn't. Only my head felt funny and my legs felt queer, too, when I wiggled them.