human
You look cheerful enough for all of us, Sue, Blue Bonnet answered.
gpt
What's happened to you?
human
Billy's coming--going to be here for dinner; so is his room-mate, Hammie McVickar.
gpt
Hammie! What a funny name!
human
Hamilton! Funny little chap, too. Wait till you see him.
gpt
Decided about the club yet, Blue Bonnet?
human
Not yet,
gpt
What do you call this club, Sue?
human
The Ancient Order of Lambs,
gpt
Sue! tell me. What is it?
human
That's it, of course. Why not?
gpt
The Ancient Order of Lambs! Really?
human
We amble and we gamble, We frolic and we bleat; Something new in lambkins Rather hard to beat!
gpt
Dear me, is that from Angela's pen?
human
Angela! Mercy, I should hope not! Angela doesn't write doggerel--she writes verse.
gpt
Oh, I beg your pardon,
human
Blue Bonnet, you'd make such a love of a lamb. Do join us.
gpt
I reckon I would, she said, her natural humor coming to the surface.
human
I'm always being led to slaughter--if that helps any. I can't say I'm a willing sacrifice, however.
gpt
You'll do, Sue said, taking up the step again.
human
I'll tell the girls you've about made up your mind--and--Blue Bonnet, come here, listen! Put on that white dress to-night; the one with the pink under it, will you? I want you to meet Billy and Hammie, if I can arrange it. Don't forget!