human
The prince!
gpt
My prince!
human
Why, it's Nora----
gpt
Girls! gasped the intruder.
human
Listen, please, I am no prince----
gpt
You are indeed. Just look at the dandy outfit. Alma, we most humbly apologize----
human
Wyn, shouted Thistle,
gpt
Oh, there is really, girls, panted Nora.
human
Come quick! There is someone--dying in our--attic!
gpt
Dying?
human
I was up there--getting these things, and I--heard the awfulest moans----
gpt
Maybe it was Cap,
human
Oh, no, he was outside, said Nora,
gpt
I'll lead, volunteered Thistle.
human
Come along, every one. Alma, you can take care of your--prince,
gpt
Oh Alma, sighed Nora.
human
I was planning to come to explain to you----
gpt
You don't need to, and a most affectionate and all encompassing look went from Alma to Nora.
human
I know all--about it now, and you are my prince, just the same.
gpt
Come along, you two lovers, ordered Thistle the leader.
human
You had a 'crush' on Nora from the first, Alma. Now we all know why. Fall in there, Betta. No need to wait for guns----
gpt
I am not going without some weapon of defense, declared Betta.
human
Nora knows her own attic, and she knows when someone is moaning. It may be a lunatic. There is always an asylum in a pretty place like this.
gpt
Oh, is there? cried Nora.
human
I would be afraid to face a--lunatic in that big, dark, attic----
gpt
I should think you would, lunatic or just plain, human being, agreed Laddie.
human
You look delectable enough for anyone to just eat you up----
gpt
Can't you girls realize this is an emergency, not a debate? snapped Thistle.
human
We don't suppose Nora is dying of fright just for fun. Betta, run over and tell Becky.
gpt
Oh, don't let's have her along, interrupted Treble, bent on making the most of the adventure.
human
You know she would have to do something we wouldn't.
gpt
Right, agreed Wyn.
human
Come along Scouts! 'Jeuty' calls us.
gpt
Look out there!
human
What?
gpt
A puddle, replied the heartless leader.
human
And I'm responsible for the shine on your shoes, lunatic or no lunatic,
gpt
When my turn comes to lead for a week I'll have that wretched girl up every day at dawn, threatened Betta.
human
She has the cruelest way of raising one's hopes.
gpt
Had you hopes for the lunatic in the mud puddle?
human
You had better get your sense valve working, suggested Doro.
gpt
We are almost there.
human
Right, added Treble.
gpt
I can see the gate light now.
human
How ever will we go up there in the dark? Nora asked Alma.
gpt
I will be afraid to go into the house.
human
Don't you worry, dear, Alma was still under the influence.
gpt
We will all go in together, and Thistle isn't afraid of man or beast.
human
Someone home?
gpt
There shouldn't be, declared Nora.
human
Everyone is out for the evening.
gpt
Where is Vita?