human
Why--why-- stammered Sunny Boy, looking back at Ruth who sat on her sled with her hands in her little fur muff.
gpt
Why, where are our sleds?
human
I dropped the ropes 'way back on Greene Street, replied Ruth calmly.
gpt
I asked you to stop and you wouldn't.
human
Well, you might have said you lost the sleds, said Nelson.
gpt
Then we would have stopped. Gee, I hope nobody took 'em! We'll have to go back.