human
Boys, I am not fit to be called a woodsman, grumbled the guide.
gpt
I failed to fill my match safe before leaving camp this morning.
human
I have matches,
gpt
In a waterproof case?
human
No, in my pocket.
gpt
No good! They are soaked to a pulp. Master Tad, have you a match safe?
human
Yes, sir.
gpt
Good.
human
Oh, fudge, I have lost it, groaned Tad.
gpt
I am a greenhorn to do a thing like that.
human
No, it was not your fault that you lost it. It was my fault that I forgot to fill mine. So you are in the better position of the two,
gpt
What are we going to do now?
human
I'm going to stand against this tree until I fall over, declared Stacy.
gpt
There will be a dead Pony Rider Boy at the foot of this tree in the morning.
human
Buck up!
gpt
I can't. All the buck is soaked out of me,
human
We might as well put up the tent while we are about it, advised Cale.
gpt
After that we shall see what can be done.
human
Is--is there anything to eat in the packs?
gpt
We shall find something, replied Cale cheerfully.
human
This is nothing, except the provoking part of not having any matches. Got the tent, Master Tad?
gpt
Yes, sir.
human
I will cut a sapling or two for the frame; then we will put the camp to rights.
gpt
There are two saplings right here by the ponies that I think will answer the purpose. Shall I cut them, Mr. Vaughn?
human
No, I will do that.