human
It's going to snow to-morrow, I think, observed Jasper, squinting up at the leaden sky,
gpt
Whoop! exclaimed Joel,
human
It certainly looks like it, said old Mr. King, wrapping his fur-lined coat closer.
gpt
Phronsie, are you sure you are warm enough?
human
Yes, Grandpapa dear,
gpt
Do you remember how you would carry the red-topped shoes home with you, Phronsie? cried Polly, and then away they rushed again into
human
Oh, don't you remember this, and you haven't forgotten that?