human
Look very hard at the naughty letters and they will be quiet,
gpt
M--a, spells she.
human
Mamma,
gpt
Bravo, Litzi!
human
Mamma, the letters are tired, whispers she,
gpt
And Elsa this time thinks that one cannot expect too much industry from such a tiny little bit of humanity, so she kisses the child and says,
human
Well, put them to bed, then.