human
You ugly grubby little things!
gpt
They are only lying low at present. They will be lovely Painted Ladies and visit the court of Fairy Spring, replied Love of Goodwill, hovering again at her side.
human
And look! There are the baby snowdrops asleep in their earthy cots. They, too, will awake soon and get up. I helped their mother to get up as she was in such a hurry to see the world. I'm afraid she will have got nipped by King Frost for her impatience. Farewell--I must go and see what is happening.
gpt
Rosella! Rosella!
human
Yes, your Majesty!
gpt
There, little lady, he continued,
human
Thank you, your Majesty. I did feel tired and queer, but your snow broth has made me all right.
gpt
Grandfather! Why it's _you_! You were the Snow Man all the time! And look! there's my muff up there that I left in the wall!
human
But for that sticking up we might never have found our little treasure,
gpt
Don't shiver so, dearie, exclaimed Mrs. Silverton, passionately embracing the child, as hot tears dropped on her daughter's face.
human
You must be perished with cold, but this nice sunshine which has come out now will do you good.
gpt
I didn't feel cold. It was quite nice and warm under the snow as you said, Mother--and so wonderful!
human
And King Frost said, Grandfather, concluded Rosella,
gpt
Bless my soul! cried old Mr. Silverton.
human
And he was right there, because I've had nothing to do with any Snow Castle or any Snow Man--there was some talk, but nothing came of it.
gpt
But I was King Frost's visitor there, don't you see, insisted Rosella, smiling.
human
So I know that's only one of your jokes, Grandfather.