human
Give me a hand and I'll toddle in, continued the latter.
gpt
Steady oh! Don't pull too hard. Here I am!
human
Glad to see you, but you'll get into a jinky little row if the Acid Drop catches you!
gpt
Right oh, chucky! The Acid Drop is at this moment watching the team for all she's worth. She's awfully keen on hockey.
human
I know. And so am I, said Marjorie aggrievedly.
gpt
It's the limit to miss this match.
human
You're not going to miss it altogether. I've come to help you. Here, give me a pen, and I'll copy some of the stuff out for you. Our writing's so alike no one will guess--and you'll get out at half-time.
gpt
You mascot! But you're missing the match yourself!
human
I don't care twopence. I'm not keen on hockey like you are. Give me a pen, I tell you!
gpt
But how are we to manage? objected Marjorie.
human
If we do alternate pages we shan't each know where to begin, and we can't leave spaces, or the Acid Drop would twig.
gpt
Marjorie Anderson, I always thought you'd more brains than I have, but you're not clever to-day! You must write small, so as to get each line of print exactly into a line of exercise paper. There are twenty blue lines on each sheet--very well then, you copy the first twenty of old Bacon, and I'll copy the second twenty, and there we are, alternate pages, as neat as you please!
human
Dona, you've a touch of genius about you!