human
Oh, I'm so cold! complained Louise.
gpt
If only we had a fire!
human
My matches! remarked Linda, regretfully.
gpt
My matches that I packed so carefully! A whole box.... Well, next time I'll see that they are in my pocket. Lucky we have our flash-lights--and no sprained ankles. Come on, Lou, we must walk, or we'll freeze to death.
human
But where are we going?
gpt
Anywhere--to keep warm with the exercise, and maybe happen on some hut or house. We daren't sleep tonight, Lou! Oh, if, we only had those blankets!
human
And those baked beans!
gpt
Shucks! exclaimed Linda.
human
Why didn't I think to throw some stuff out before we left the plane! All the mail carriers do. If they have to jump, they drop their mail bags first.
gpt
Too late now to think of that. But wasn't it lucky we had something to eat at the Convent?
human
It surely was. I wish we had eaten twice as much.