human
See how young and happy Mardy looks, sighed Wythie.
gpt
Only think, if she will look like that all the time! Do you suppose, can it be, girls--and boys--that this isn't too good to be true?
human
It's just barely good enough for you to be true, said Bruce.
gpt
We don't believe that only bad things happen outside of books, do we, Rob?
human
No, sir; we believe only in good things--even when the bad ones happen! declared Rob.
gpt
Tommy Tucker sang for his supper, but if you two big fellows want yours you've got to chop wood for kindling, or you won't get it. And, Bart, would you mind very, very much if you were asked most politely to go and fetch Frances?
human
Yes, I'd mind, because I like to be around when you're fussing, but I'm willing to offer myself a sacrifice, if nobody else will,
gpt
as he grumblingly said. Rob patted his head like a big dog's.
human
Never mind, Bartie dear, she said, soothingly,
gpt
What shall we do to celebrate?
human
I'll tell you, cried Mr. Grey, with an inspiration.
gpt
Let's rifle the attic and invoke our ancestors to enjoy with us the prospect of securing to future Greys this little house they loved. We know what treasures there are in the chests and horse-hair trunks up there, don't we, girls?
human
Oh, you never saw our old-fashioned clothing! cried Wythie.
gpt
Why, that's the very thing, papa! Get lamps, boys, and come up to the attic. We'll dress up and have an old-folks' concert, just for ourselves. You never saw such things as we have up there!