human
It's rather like white honey, decided Betty after a critical taste.
gpt
Yes--I certainly think it's quite topping. It makes me think of Russian toffee.
human
Don't speak of toffee. We haven't made any since sugar went short. Jemima! I shall eat heaps when the war's over!
gpt
You greedy pig! You ought to leave it for the soldiers.
human
But there won't be any soldiers then.
gpt
Yes, there'll be some for years and years afterwards. They'll take some time, you know, to get well in the hospitals.
human
Then there's a chance for me to nurse, exclaimed Marjorie.
gpt
I'm always so afraid the war will all be over before I've left school, and----
human
I say, what's that noise? interrupted Irene anxiously.
gpt
If the Acid Drop drops on us she'll be very acid indeed.