human
Isn't the weather awful!
gpt
The news in the paper is worse!
human
Oh, what is it? chorused the girls.
gpt
None of us have had time to read the paper to-day.
human
The Germans are demolishing Belgium. They've entered France at several points and are bound straight for Calais and Paris. It seems as if nothing could stop them. They're walking away with everything. They're hideously prepared for this, and not one of the other nations is. It makes my blood boil! Oh, if I could only _do_ something, instead of just going over to France and watching the show! But I suppose Monsieur wouldn't hear of it.
gpt
Louis, you mustn't get into this fight. You're too young!
human
Yes, that's what he says, muttered Louis, viciously scrubbing a book with a dust-cloth.
gpt
But I'm seventeen; and I don't agree with him. I've lost all interest in life, anyhow. Why shouldn't I go in and smash a few of the enemy's heads?
human
There! cried the Imp, glad to change the subject.
gpt
I've finished these books. Now what else is there to do here, Louis?
human
Aunt Yvonne said that closet was to be emptied and all the things piled on the floor.
gpt
I'll hand the things out, and you all put them where they are to go.