human
Now we'll have a drink of tea, and then we'll truck them, said the drover, dismounting from his horse and taking off the saddle. He turned to the black boys.
gpt
Take um your horses little yard belonga Mr. Archer, he said, pointing towards the town.
human
Give um plenty tucker, water. Come back quick-fella! Which way Yarloo sit down?
gpt
Him tummel aller same kangaroo, he said, with a grin, making movements with his body like a man being flung off a horse.
human
Him come down cropper, I think,