human
Hi! what are you doing here? demanded Andrew Felps, striding up angrily.
gpt
Didn't I warn you off of my land last summer? You have no right to hunt here.
human
They have the deer! put in Giles Faswig.
gpt
Hang the luck anyhow.
human
Never mind, the deer belongs to us--it was shot on my land,
gpt
Certainly it is your deer if it was shot on your land,
human
Is this your land?
gpt
We didn't see any fence,
human
The fences are there anyway--I had them put up last fall, after the fire. You have no right to even cross my land, much less do any shooting.
gpt
Felps, ain't you going to claim the deer?
human
Certainly I am. But I want these young rascals to understand that they can't come on my land,
gpt
Mr. Felps, we are not young rascals, said Shep, with flashing eyes.
human
We shot the deer in good faith and if you take it from us I shall consider it stealing.
gpt
Listen to that! ejaculated Vance Lemon.
human
And after we wounded the deer first, too!
gpt
I won't talk to you, cried Andrew Felps, savagely.
human
Leave that deer alone, and get off of my land as quick as you can--and stay off!
gpt
Mr. Felps, I think you'll be sorry for this some day, said Snap.
human
When I get back to Fairview I shall tell everybody just how meanly you have acted.
gpt
Hi! don't you threaten me! roared the irate lumber dealer.
human
I know my business. You clear out--and be quick about it.
gpt
I suppose you and your friends want our deer because you're not able to shoot one yourselves,
human
Now, wouldn't that jar you! exclaimed Shep, as they turned toward Firefly Lake.
gpt
Did you ever hear of such meanness?
human
He's as bad as he was last summer, when he drove us away from Lake Cameron,