human
It is ruined, he cried aloud.
gpt
Ruined by that monster Sun. He shall not play such tricks on me and escape without punishment. Then, shaking his fist in the Sun's face, he shouted,
human
I'll make you pay for ruining my beautiful bird-skin coat.
gpt
Ha! ha! ha!
human
See what has happened! he cried to his sister.
gpt
That vicious Sun shrank my beautiful coat while I was asleep on the hillside. I can never wear it again.
human
Perhaps I can stretch it for you,
gpt
No, no! See, the feathers are singed and brown. It is ruined!