human
Supper's a gran' success, dear girl, he called gayly.
gpt
Ought to be, cost 'nough, an' has been no end trouble; but it pays. People will know wha' we think of Arlt now. He's geniush, 'n no mishtake; are n' you, Arlt?
human
Bobby, Sally whispered;
gpt
I must go away, I can't bear this for another minute.
human
Slip out, the next time he begins on Thayer. I think you can do it, and you oughtn't to stay. I wish the others would go, too.
gpt
They may follow me. I would break it up, if I dared; but--Bobby, I'm afraid.
human
So am I, Bobby growled through his shut teeth.
gpt
Come back in the morning, Sally. Beatrix may need you. I'd go with you now; but I dare not leave things.
human
Wha' now, Sally? he asked jovially.
gpt
Bobby been making a bad pun, that you look so savage?