human
I'll be double-jumped-up if that ain't Dick! cried Grandpa Davis, under his breath.
gpt
And there ain't a turkey as ever wore a feather that he could fool. A minute more, and he'll spile the fun. Dick, he commanded,
human
beckoning mysteriously.
gpt
Sh-h-h! they are answerin' ag'in. Down on your marrow-bones whilst I call.