human
Honey dear, she began, eyes on a level with his own,
gpt
She peered into his slow-blinking eyes thoughtfully.
human
Brownie--my saddle-horse--is all stable-ridden, and I need a good saddler. And some day you would be grown, and I could--could take lots of comfort with you. She was silent.
gpt
Anyway, she concluded, rising and stroking him absently,