human
Well, I believe we’re all here, Priscilla announced at last.
gpt
Excuse me for a minute, while I tell Susan.
human
Priscilla! Amy’s excited tones were plainly audible in the room where the girls sat waiting, though not her words.
gpt
You don’t mean that these girls are all the party.
human
Certainly they’re all.
gpt
But there are thirteen of us. Do you think I’d sit down thirteen at the table, and on the thirteenth of the month, too. Amy was very much in earnest. Her plump, good-natured face was actually pale.
human
I tell you I wouldn’t think of such a thing.
gpt
I believe there are thirteen. Rae Fletcher couldn’t come. Priscilla had recovered herself in a moment.
human
But that silly old superstition, Amy. You don’t mean--
gpt
Yes, I do mean it. And there’s lots of other people who feel just the same about it. Amy suddenly opened the door of the front room.
human
Come here, Ruth, we want you a minute.
gpt
O, well,
human
I simply won’t do it, Amy was insisting.
gpt
And on the thirteenth of the month, especially. I wouldn’t have another peaceful minute all the year. Ruth, why don’t you say something?
human
Why don’t you ask somebody else and make fourteen.
gpt
There isn’t anybody I can ask at the very last minute. Mother’s gone to Mrs.--
human
Why not ask Peggy?
gpt
O, yes, ask Peggy. She’s just the one.