human
It's a shame, Dulcie. We mayn't go out just because it's raining a few drops,
gpt
Yes, a fearful shame, replied his sister. She always sympathised with him and gave in to him, right or wrong. She carefully propped her doll bolt upright on a chair and came to where he stood.
human
Never mind, Cyril. Let's play at something.
gpt
Yes, but I do mind. It's too bad! It's always 'you mustn't' this, 'you mustn't' that. It would be a saving of breath if they'd just say the few things that we _might_ do. Are you willing to go on putting up with it? I suppose you are, as you're only a girl.
human
No, I don't want to, but I've got to. Mother says it is for our good, and we are spoilt.
gpt
I don't think so at all. It's very hard lines, growled Cyril.
human
I'm sure the garden isn't a bit wet, and the rocks have only a sprinkle.