human
It's Chauncey's birthday, said Kathryn,
gpt
I'll not betray him, laughed Betty.
human
But why not have a snow fight? Listen, Gypsy. Those high piles of snow along the walk you know, why not use them and make a fort or two?
gpt
It'll spoil everybody's good clothes, though, said he.
human
Do you suppose the girls will come in those thin things they wear?
gpt
Not tonight, Chauncey, because I told some of them that we'd probably do something outdoors, and the rest will have a pretty good suspicion that we will.