human
Holloa!
gpt
Holloa! said Tom,
human
You belong to the Lancashires, don't you?
gpt
Of course I do, replied Tom;
human
I have got something to tell you,
gpt
I reckon it'll be lies,
human
What is it? Who goes there?
gpt
Listen, whispered Tom,
human
Only this, and the German laughed as he spoke:
gpt
What does he mean? said Tom to the man who stood by his side.
human
I know nothing about any attack. Do you?
gpt
I knows there's something on foot, replied the other,
human
Do you think we ought to tell one of the officers?
gpt
Nay, it's not worth the trouble, was the reply;