human
Then let's resolve to do and dare. Let teeth with rage be ground. Let voices to the heavens declare Our Puddin' MUST be found.
gpt
Bravely spoken, said Bill, immediately recovering from despair.
human
Those gallant words have fired our blood,
gpt
Henderson Hedgehog, Horticulturist. Henderson himself was in the garden, horticulturing a cabbage, and they asked him if he had chanced to see a singed possum that morning.
human
What's that? What, what? said Henderson Hedgehog, and when they had repeated the question, he said,
gpt
Have you seen a singed possum? shouted Bill.
human
I can't hear you,
gpt
Have you seen a SINGED POSSUM?
human
To be sure, said Henderson,
gpt
Turnips be stewed, yelled Bill in such a tremendous voice that he blew his own hat off.
human
HAVE YOU SEEN A SINGED POSSUM?
gpt
Good season for wattle blossom, said Henderson.
human
Well, yes, but a very poor season for carrots.
gpt
A man might as well talk to a carrot as try an' get sense out of this runt of a feller, said Bill, disgusted.
human
Come an' see if we can't find someone that it won't bust a man's vocal cords gettin' information out of.