human
You'll simply have to study, Jimsy, that's all,
gpt
Study, yes, but that's not learning, Skipper! (She had been that ever since her first entirely seaworthy summer at Catalina.)
human
I can study, if I have to, but that's not saying I'll get anything into my sconce! I'm pretty slow in the head!
gpt
I know you are, said Honor, sighing.
human
Of course, you've been so busy with other things. Think what you've done in athletics!
gpt
Fast on the feet and slow in the head, he grinned.
human
Well, I'll die trying. But you've got to stand by, Skipper.
gpt
Of course. I'll do your Latin and English and part of your Spanish.
human
Gee, you're a brick.
gpt
It's nothing. She dismissed it briefly.
human
It's my way of doing something, Jimsy, that's all. It's the only way I can be on the team. She glowed pinkly at the thought.
gpt
When I sit up on the bleachers and see you make a touchdown and hear 'em yell--why I'm _there_! I'm on the team because I've helped a little to keep you on the team! It almost makes up for having to be a girl. Just for the moment, I'm not sitting up high, clean and starched and safe; I'm on the field, hot and muddy and with my nose bleeding, _doing_ something for L. A.! I'm _there_!
human
You're _there_ all the time, Skipper! You're there a million!
gpt
A regular old-time L. A. team--the fighting spirit. Like the days of Jimsy King!