conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me the first five paragraphs for a book with the title 'Hunting for Hidden Gold'.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Hunting for Hidden Gold
  Bundling into their heavy jackets, the boys went outside. The lean-to was snugly built and the animals seemed comfortable. Satisfied, Frank and Joe started back. As they rounded the corner of Hank's cabin, they stopped short.
  As quickly and quietly as possible, the boys scaled the hill in back of Hank's cabin and hurried along the ridge trail toward the graveyard. When they reached the edge of the clearing, Frank and Joe paused in the shelter of the trees.
  The night was moonless but the northern lights made great colored streaks across the sky. In a back corner of the cemetery, the brothers spotted a tall, thin figure.
  Crouching low, the young detectives crept through the broken fence. They moved forward soundlessly to a large stone monument and knelt behind it. The Hardys wished they could get closer to the man, but that gravestone was the only one large enough to afford them cover.
  The man paced about restlessly, stamping his feet and huddling his shoulders for warmth. Presently the boys heard the sound of footsteps in the front of the cemetery. A second figure, big and bulky, approached the first. The newcomer's cap was pulled low, and his face appeared to be muffled for protection against the bitter cold. He took up a position with his back turned to the two brothers.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me four more paragraphs.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Joe was too stunned to speak. The killer must have arrived before theml But where had the victims been taken?
  The next instant the Hardys stiffened in suspense. Someone was slipping quietly into the cabin through the half-open front door.
  Hank gave a low whistle.
  Hank started back to Ben Tinker's. Meanwhile, Joe lighted the oil lamp and the boys rummaged quickly through their father's gear for extra flashlights to replace the ones they had lost in the river. Then they extinguished the lamp and hurried outside.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Add another sentence about Hank, listened, related.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: Joe was too stunned to speak. The killer must have arrived before theml But where had the victims been taken?
  The next instant the Hardys stiffened in suspense. Someone was slipping quietly into the cabin through the half-open front door. 
  Hank gave a low whistle. "By jingo, then he took cover just in time!" Hank listened tensely as the boys related their latest adventures. 
  Hank started back to Ben Tinker's. Meanwhile, Joe lighted the oil lamp and the boys rummaged quickly through their father's gear for extra flashlights to replace the ones they had lost in the river. Then they extinguished the lamp and hurried outside.
conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Give me the last five paragraphs.
conversations.from: assistant
conversations.value: The boys knew the trip back to Lucky Lode would be treacherous, especially with a heavy load of gold and the task of keeping a close eye on Big Al. They quickly mounted and started off. Just as the trio emerged from the valley, the Hardys shouted joyfully. They had sighted Hank Shale and Sheriff Kenner topping Lone Tree Ridge!
  Frank and Joe told their story and turned Big Al over to the sheriff. Hank had listened with growing astonishment and admiration.
  The boys grinned and Frank said, "I'm glad we could help out." Then he asked the men, "How did you get here?"
  The sheriff explained that after handcuffing Slim and Jake, he and Hank had tried to follow the boys and the fleeing gang leader. But in the darkness, with the other two outlaws on their hands, the chase had proved impossible.
  Mr. Hardy looked proudly at his sons, then said, "Incidentally, boys, I had a call from Chicago after you left, saying the police had traced that phony taxi driver. Also, those friends of Big Al's, Hopkins and his hoods, were rounded up, thanks to your phone tip. They all just made full confessions. By the way, Hopkins never had a chance to send Onslow's map to Al. The gang was going to pull a bank holdup that afternoon, but your escape ruined their plans."