human
How do you do, Aunt Love?
gpt
Isn’t this a queer thing, for me to be in Chicago, Mr. Jack?
human
It is just as it should be, he returned.
gpt
Now when we get Gorham and Mr. and Mrs. Page here, we shall be a complete party.
human
Mr. and Mrs. Page promise me July, said Clover,
gpt
She smiled.
human
Well, Jack, will you go upstairs? Is it to be hammock or Fair this evening?
gpt
I can scarcely wait till to-morrow for the Fair, yet I don’t like to leave you at once.
human
Don’t mind that. I should enjoy seeing your first view, and should have saved myself for to-night except that I could not escape personally conducting a friend to-day who was very kind to us last year.
gpt
Come in and eat something first, Mr. Jack,
human
I am sure, Aunt Love, if I have the good luck to meet you in heaven, the first thing you will do will be to urge upon me some manna or angel’s food, or whatever may be on the bill of fare.
gpt
Hush, child. Come straight in, for daylight is precious.
human
Thank you, but I knew that, and so I took lunch in the train. I expected only to carom on the house as it were, and then make a bee-line for the great show. We did have the first view of it together, Clover, you know.
gpt
It will seem different to you to-night, she answered.
human
That was impressive and solemn; but now— No, I won’t be so foolish as to try to describe what is incomparable. I will only say, Go. You will be grateful for whatever feeble standards of comparison you have gained by travel.