human
Our patent refrigerator, explained Joe, with a wave of his hand.
gpt
Do the uncorking act, Tom, and we'll get busy. You can go to sleep,
human
Oh, but that's good! murmured Peaches as he drained his glass.
gpt
Now I can talk. I came in, Joe and Tom, to see if you didn't think it would be a good thing to have a fight.
human
A fight! For cats' sake, who with?
gpt
Are you spoiling for one?
human
Oh, I mean a snowball fight. This is probably the last of the season, and I was thinking we could get a lot of fellows together, make a fort, and have a regular battle like we read about in C犘ar to-day. It would be no end of sport.
gpt
I think so myself,
human
Bully! exclaimed Tom sententiously, burying his nose in his ginger ale glass.
gpt
Go on, tell us some more.
human
Well, I was thinking, resumed Peaches,