human
We don't want to keep Sam waiting, explained Dot seriously.
gpt
Bobby and Meg will have their things on, but Twaddles and I have a lot to do.
human
Yes, your father told me you could go, said Sam.
gpt
Yes, the dog can go too--the more the merrier, as far as I am concerned. No, you can't drive--I have to keep my mind busy some way and driving is a good plan.
human
Why are we going to Fernwood? asked Twaddles.
gpt
Daddy said it was about freight.
human
And you don't see why we slight the Oak Hill station--is that it? Sam returned good-naturedly.
gpt
Well, Twaddles, this consignment got side-tracked and it's some new office equipment your father wants right away; it is quicker to drive over and get it, than have it re-routed.
human
Oh,
gpt
Ten or twelve, said Sam.
human
And mind you dress warmly enough.
gpt
Oh, I have lots to wear, Twaddles assured him.
human
This is my last year coat, you know.
gpt
But you want to remember the wind blows pretty hard on that back road, said Sam.
human
If you think you're going to be the least bit chilly, you'd better put plenty of newspapers around you.
gpt
You think you can tease me, but you can't, Twaddles told him scornfully.
human
Paper isn't warm.
gpt
That's just where you make your mistake, declared Sam gravely.
human
There is nothing warmer than paper--fold two or three newspapers under your sweater and you can face the stiffest wind and be comfortable.
gpt
Say, Dot, said Twaddles to his twin two minutes later.
human
Sam and Norah say newspapers will keep you warmer than--than anything. Let's fix some.
gpt
Oh, we want more than one or two, said Twaddles, who liked a heaping measure of everything.
human
Come on down cellar and you fix me and I'll fix you.
gpt
I don't know exactly how to do it, but you stand still and I'll tie them on,