human
Willie, you naughty, naughty boy! she cried.
gpt
You have taken my beautiful dolly. Poor little Esmeralda! You threw her up on that shelf, Willie; yes, you did.
human
Come back!
gpt
There it is, on that shelf, she went on positively, and, following her finger, Coquenil saw, what he had not noticed before, a massive stone shelf jutting out from the wall just over the wood pile.
human
You must get my dolly,
gpt
Certainly, I'll get it, said M. Paul soothingly.
human
Come back here and--I'll get your dolly.
gpt
Not at all; I don't _like_ this place. It's a hot, _nasty_ place and--come --she caught Coquenil's hand--