human
Now we're all nice and cosy, remarked Marjorie, seating herself comfortably on the floor at her aunt's feet.
gpt
There wouldn't be room for another person in here, even if there were anybody to come. What good times we used to have here when I was little, didn't we, Aunt Jessie?
human
What's the matter, Marjorie?
gpt
There isn't anything the matter, she said, frankly.
human
I've been a goose, that's all. It was all the fault of the book I was reading.
gpt
What book was it?
human
It's called 'The Friendship of Anne,' and it's one of those in that box Father had sent from Albuquerque. It's all about a big boarding-school full of girls, and the good times they had there, but somehow it set me thinking, and--and, I don't know why, perhaps because it's been so hot and still all day, but I began to feel as if I wanted to cry, and so I came out here to have it out.