human
Oh, I don't believe I can ever eat another thing!
gpt
Hasn't you got any room left? asked Trouble, patting his own little stomach.
human
I got some room. I saved it for the _ice-cream_!
gpt
Oh, is there ice-cream? asked Janet.
human
I didn't know you'd made any, Aunt Sallie.
gpt
It isn't exactly ice-cream, answered Uncle Toby's housekeeper.
human
It's a sort of snow-cream I made, but maybe you children will like it.
gpt
Sure we will!
human
Will you have it now, or the plum pudding?
gpt
Oh, is there plum pudding, too?
human
Yes, nodded Aunt Sallie.
gpt
Nice, hot plum pudding!
human
Let's have the pudding last, suggested Lola.
gpt
The snow-cream will make us cold and the plum pudding will make us warm again.
human
A good idea, said Uncle Toby, with a laugh.
gpt
I hope none of the children gets ill, he thought to himself.
human
Their folks will say I gave them too much Thanksgiving. But they look all right now,