human
What'll we do?
gpt
Let's go up there and get back Rick's dog!
human
But maybe Ruddy isn't there, suggested Tom.
gpt
I don't see him, and maybe that isn't the junk wagon we're looking for.
human
I'm sure it's the right wagon, spoke Rick.
gpt
But I don't see Ruddy. And I don't see any horse.
human
Whistle for him!
gpt
Whistle for the horse?
human
Whistle for the dog, I mean. If he's there he'll come out to you. Maybe he's inside the log cabin. I wonder what it's for, anyhow? I have never been over so far on this road before.
gpt
This is a log cabin that a gun club used to use when they shot at targets, said Chot.
human
Some of us Boy Scouts stopped here one day and cooked our dinner. The gun club doesn't use the cabin any more.
gpt
It'd be a fine place to camp out--if there weren't a lot of junk men in it, declared Tom.
human
Go on and whistle for your dog, Rick.
gpt
But don't whistle too loud, advised Chot.
human
If the old junk man, and the sailor who must have rode with him, are there we don't want them to hear us. All we want is the dog.
gpt
That's so, agreed Tom.
human
Course we ought to have that man arrested for taking Rick's dog. But no use looking for trouble. If we can get Ruddy back that's all we want.
gpt
I'll whistle,