human
Doctor says you're all right, mommie; only you mustn't go digging post-holes or shoveling hay for awhile.
gpt
No, I guess not! Her mother responded unconsciously to the stimulation of Billy Louise's tone.
human
I couldn't dig holes with a teaspoon, I'm that weak and useless. Did he say what it was, Billy Louise?
gpt
Oh, your lumbago got to scrapping with your liver. I forget the name he gave it, but it's nothing to worry about.
human
I guess he'd think it was something to worry about, if he had it, her mother retorted fretfully, but reassured nevertheless by the casual manner of Billy Louise.
gpt
I believe I could eat a little mite of toast and drink some tea,
human
And an egg poached soft if you want it, mom. Phoebe just brought in the eggs.