human
Maggie, said Tom, taking her into a corner as soon as his mother was gone out to examine his box,
gpt
No, said Maggie.
human
How stodgy they look, Tom! Is it marls (marbles) or cob-nuts? Maggie's heart sank a little, because Tom always said it was
gpt
Marls! no. I've swopped all my marls with the little fellows; and cobnuts are no fun, you silly--only when the nuts are green. But see here!
human
What is it? said Maggie in a whisper.
gpt
I can see nothing but a bit of yellow.
human
Why, it's a new-- Guess, Maggie!
gpt
Oh, I can't guess, Tom,
human
Don't be a spitfire, else I won't tell you,
gpt
No, Tom, said Maggie, laying hold of the arm that was held stiffly in the pocket.
human
I'm not cross, Tom; it was only because I can't bear guessing. Please be good to me.
gpt
Well, then, it's a new fish-line--'two new uns--one for you, Maggie, all to yourself. I wouldn't go halves in the toffee and gingerbread on purpose to save the money; and Gibson and Spouncer fought with me because I wouldn't. And here's hooks; see here! I say, won't we go and fish to-morrow down by Round Pond? And you shall catch your own fish, and put the worms on, and everything. Won't it be fun!