human
Oh, you funny little boy! cried the little girl who had laughed, as she ran up to Freddie, who was now sitting on the grass.
gpt
The pumpkin beat you in the rolling race down hill. But maybe you'll win next time.
human
There isn't going to be any next time, laughed Mother Bobbsey, as she ran to pick Freddie up.
gpt
He didn't do that on purpose, little girl.
human
Oh, I thought he did. Anyhow, it was funny!
gpt
Yes, it was funny, agreed Bert.
human
And here comes a man after the pumpkin, I guess.
gpt
Be careful that he doesn't take you and put you on exhibition in the tent,
human
Will he, Mother?
gpt
No, of course not. Nan is only joking.
human
The pumpkin isn't hurt any,
gpt
I'm glad of it, the man said.
human
It has won the prize, and the farmer who owns it wouldn't like it if it should be broken.
gpt
Let's go over to the merry-go-round, suggested Freddie, who did not like so many people looking at him, for quite a crowd had gathered when word of the funny pumpkin race spread.
human
I want a ride on the merry-go-round.
gpt
So do I,
human
And then it will be time for the balloon to go up, added Bert.
gpt
Do you think the wind is too strong?
human
Well, it is blowing pretty hard, and it's getting worse. I think there is going to be a storm. But I see men working around the balloon, and I think they are going to send it up. Perhaps they think they can send it up and let it come down again before the storm.
gpt
Oh, let's hurry and see it!
human
First we'll give Flossie and Freddie a ride on the merry-go-round, I think,