human
Throw up your hands! came hoarsely from the bunk. Billy Louise gasped and pulled her gun, and dropped crouching to the floor. Also she looked up. She had not recognized that voice, and while she had never except in imagination faced an emergency like this, she had played robbers and rescues too often not to have formed a mental habit to fit the situation. What she did she had done many, many times in her
gpt
Get up from there! he ordered sternly.
human
Don't try any game like that on me, Buck Olney! Get up and go over and sit in that chair. I've got a few things to say to you.