human
For heaven's sake, Betushka, what kind of a spool did you bring home yesterday?
gpt
Why?
human
When you went away this morning I started to reel that yarn. I reeled and reeled and the spool remained full. One skein, two skeins, three skeins, and still the spool was full. 'What evil spirit has spun that?' I cried out impatiently, and instantly the yarn disappeared from the spindle as if blown away. Tell me, what does it mean?
gpt
Oh, cried her mother in amazement,