human
Yes, my son, you may go, she said.
gpt
You may go to your father and tell him all; and he will decide about the search for the Cave of Gold.
human
Hurrah! We can go! Mother says I can go!
gpt
And mother says I can go! Hurrah for the gold-mines! and Bud clapped his sister on the back, by way of letting off some of the surplus steam of his enthusiasm.
human
It will be great! And I'll bring you back a necklace of gold nuggets, sister mine. Now, we must be getting ready.
gpt
But, first we all have a solemn duty to perform, Mrs. Conroyal said gravely.
human
We must give the dead miner decent burial, as we would wish our own dear ones buried, should they die amongst strangers. See that the grave is dug, my son; and notify all that the funeral will be held in the house-sala at the going down of the sun. Come, we will make ready the house for the funeral,