human
How do you feel, Winters? he had inquired anxiously,
gpt
Aw, don't worry yourself about me, Winters had replied in a surly voice.
human
I'm all right. I never felt better in my life,
gpt
All right, returned the trainer,
human
That's all right, growled Winters. Then he suddenly flared up:
gpt
I suppose if that blamed Freshie were in condition you'd have put him in to pitch long ago, wouldn't you?
human
That I would, my lad, returned Reddy, in an ominously quiet voice.
gpt
Now, go in there and pitch, and don't give me any more back talk that you'll be sorry for afterward.