human
Ain't you got nothin' to tell, daughter?
gpt
Tell 'em what's goin' to be the last day o' school, and about our trimmin' the schoolhouse,
human
said the mother, when she had finished.
gpt
I don't see why folks wants to go trapesin' off to strange places when such things is happenin' right about 'em. But the children did not observe her mysterious air.
human
Come, you must step yourselves right to bed!