human
Tom and Nick look as forlorn as two infant orphans, he was saying to her.
gpt
You would think I had died instead of getting married. Nick has hinted that he means to go on a spree, and Tom says he'll lock him up in their room and sit on his chest for a week if he tries to make that kind of a break.
human
Do you think he will?
gpt
Sit on him? Yes, I think likely. He's done it before, and it's about the only thing that will keep Nick sober when he has made up his mind that he wants to get drunk. It's a good plan to keep Nick sober, too, for when he gets drunk most anything's likely to happen.
human
No, I meant, do you think he will get drunk?
gpt
I reckon that will depend on whether Tom goes to sleep or not.
human
Where are they?
gpt
Out on the porch with Bye-Bye.
human
I wonder, she said,
gpt
You bet we'll do anything you-all want us to, Mrs.--Mrs.-- Nick tried to say
human
Mrs. Mead, choked a little, and ended with
gpt
Mrs. Emerson. And
human
Mrs. Emerson
gpt
What can we-all do?
human
Why, I've been hoping you wouldn't mind looking after Paul a little bit for me. I am so afraid he will miss me, because I've always been with him. The housekeeper will take good care of him, of course, but I know he will be lonely if there is nothing to distract his mind. And I couldn't be happy, even on my wedding journey, if I thought my little Bye-Bye was crying for me.
gpt
Don't you worry, Mrs. Emerson, Nick exclaimed.
human
We'll give him so much fun he won't know you're gone. I'll bring my horse and take him to ride every day.
gpt
We'll buy all the playthings in town for him.
human
We'll tote him around all the time. It'll give us something to do and keep us out of mischief. He shan't shed a tear while you're gone.
gpt
Here, Bye-Bye, called Tom,
human
And mounted on that big, high pedestal the child was marched up and down the porch, laughing and clapping his hands.
gpt
We'll stay and amuse him while you-all go to the depot, so he won't cry after you.
human
I'll make him some reins out of my Chiny pigtail, said Nick.
gpt
You-all go right along, Mrs. Emerson, and don't you worry once. He shan't whimper while you're gone, and he'll have such a good time he'll be sorry to see you come home.