human
I am hungry, she said, eyeing the milk wistfully.
gpt
If I sing for you, will you give me a drink of milk?
human
You need not sing to earn the milk. All Betty's milk is sold, but she will give an extra glass for a hungry little girl; won't you, Betty?
gpt
First I will go to mass, she promised herself as she pursued her way.
human
Then the crowd will fill my tambourine and I can go home to my mother. Oh, I want so to see them all!
gpt
Oh, she cried,
human
I hate him! Perhaps he remembered that it is fete day and went back for me. I won't let him find me. I must run and hide.