human
Well, what, my boy? said the doctor drowsily.
gpt
Don't talk now. I am sure every one wants to go to sleep.
human
Yes, uncle; I am sure I do, said the boy, who was already fitting the projecting bones of his back into the yielding sand;
gpt
Do I think what's likely, Pickle?
human
That those two black fellows we saw in the canoe will sneak ashore to come and do anything to us with their spears?
gpt
Rodney!
human
But they are sure to have spears, uncle, or else they couldn't be sticking the fish.
gpt
Go to sleep, sir!