human
An I'll have to tell her we don't have no childern here, she said to herself, and she sighed.
gpt
I wish Larry had a place in a house that was overrun with childern. Seems if I hate to tell her how it is.
human
Is this Mrs. Donovan?
gpt
My Aunt Kate! I know it is. It's my Aunt Kate!
human
My soul an' body!
gpt
I brought your little niece,
human
Niece! gasped Mrs. Donovan in astonishment, for the figure at her knees did not look like any niece she had ever seen.
gpt
Sure, it's a boy!
human
That's what everyone says. But I'm not a boy, I'm not! Am I, Mrs. Black? I'm a girl and my name's Mary Rose and I'm almost eleven----
gpt
H-sh, h-sh, dearie! Mrs. Donovan's hand slipped over the red lips and she sent a quick glance over her shoulder. Bewildered and surprised as she was she realized that her niece's age was not to be shouted out in the vestibule of the Washington in any such joyous fashion.
human
My soul an' body, she murmured again as she looked at the sturdy little figure in knickerbockers.
gpt
You're Mary Rose Crocker?
human
Mary Rose Crocker,
gpt
My soul an' body! Mrs. Donovan murmured helplessly.
human
Will you come down to my rooms, ma'am,