human
Good morning, Cousin Eunice, cried Mr. King gaily. He could be merry with any one this day.
gpt
Come on, this is a festal occasion, you see; Phronsie's going downstairs for the first time. Fall into line!
human
I'm not able to go down, said Mrs. Chatterton, coming slowly out into the hall,
gpt
Bully!
human
I'm all well now,
gpt
Yes, I see, said Mrs. Chatterton. Then she pulled up her white shawl with a shiver.
human
It's rather cold here, she said;
gpt
I certainly am losing ground, she muttered,
human
Everything's new, isn't it, Polly, she said at last,
gpt
Yes, said Polly;
human
Mamsie brought it in here. And we've some flowers; Alexia sent them over. They're out in the back hall; we saved them for you to put in yourself.
gpt
Oh! exclaimed Phronsie,
human
Don't stop now, cried Dick in disgust.
gpt
Faugh! you can fix flowers any time. Come out into the dining-room--and you'll see something you'll like.
human
Come on! shouted Dick, seizing her hand.
gpt
You never can guess what it is, in all this world.
human
Is it a new dog?
gpt
No, said Dick, pulling her on,
human
Don't hurry her so, said Polly.
gpt
What have you got, Dick?
human
Now, do you mind, sir, cried Jasper,
gpt
I won't hurry her, said Dick, slackening his gait.
human
Well, here we are, opening the dining-room door.
gpt
Why, Jane has let it out!
human
Lookout! cried Dick suddenly.
gpt
There he goes!
human
Oh! what is it? she cried, tumbling into Jasper's arms and clasping his neck.
gpt
Oh! oh!
human
Why, it's a swallow, cried Dick, in the babel that ensued,
gpt
Well, you've succeeded, cried Jasper, holding Phronsie close.
human
There, there, child, it's all right. It's a bird, Phronsie, and he's gone upstairs.
gpt
He'll frighten my dolls, cried Phronsie in new alarm, hanging to Jasper's neck.
human
Oh! do let us go upstairs, and tell them he's only a bird.
gpt
Run along, Dick, and catch your old bird, cried Jasper,
human
He's the best thing there is in this house, cried Dick, going over the back stairs two at a time.
gpt
Girls are so silly.
human
Bring him down, said Polly, moving along to the foot,
gpt
I'll like him, Dick, echoed Phronsie,