human
AUNTIE, said Downy, one morning,
gpt
I'v dere any people in de fun?
human
In the fun, dear child? answered Mrs. Wilton.
gpt
What do you mean? people are often in fun. Is that it?
human
Oh! no, Auntie! said Fluff, who was sitting beside Downy on the broad window-sill, eating her porridge,
gpt
I know what he means. He means 'in the sun,' but he cannot say 's,' you know, so he says 'f' instead.
human
Oh! said Aunt Grace.
gpt
In the sun; of course. I understand now. Well, Downy boy, I have never been in the sun, so I really cannot tell you. I heard of a little boy who did go once, however. Fluffy, tell Downy the little story I told you the other day, about the sunbeam. I would tell it to him myself, but I must speak to cook about dinner.
human
Well, Downy, said Fluff, in an important tone, as she settled herself more comfortably on the window-sill,
gpt
Once upon a time there was a little boy, and his name was Wynkyn.
human
Nebber heard dat name!
gpt
Well, it was his name just the same, said Fluff,
human
Whobody was it?
gpt
Oh! I don't know! anybody! said Fluff.
human
I wont tell it if you interrupt me, Downy.
gpt
I wont adain! said Downy.
human
Do on, Fluffy!