human
Hold un tight, Jarge, now thou'st got un! cried out somebody whom he could not see,
gpt
Poaching--my good friends, cried Hardenow, trying to lift his arms and turn his head round, all vainly;
human
A rare fine-plucked one as ever I see, said rabbiting George to Leviticus Cripps, when Hardenow lay between them, senseless from the pressure upon his throat;