human
There's nothing to be done with the place--nothing, he muses, bringing his hammer down upon a boulder with a despairing whack.
gpt
It won't sell even for an old song--no one will so much as touch land now, nor will they for a long time to come, and there isn't a `stone' [`Diamond' in digger parlance] on the whole farm, for I've dug and fossicked in every likely place, and unlikely one, too. No; I'll shut up shop and get away. The few miserable brutes left are not worth looking after--not worth their _brand ziek_ [Scab-affected] skins. Yet I'll have one more search, one more crazy fool's errand, after the `Valley of the Eye,' before I trek. This 'll make the fifth--but, no matter. One may as well make an ass of oneself five times as four. I can't exactly believe old Greenway took all that trouble to dictate an infernal lie on his death-bed; and, if his yarn's true, I'm a rich man for life--if I can only find the place, that is, he adds bitterly.
human
And I've had four shies at it. Well, perhaps the fifth is going to be lucky.