human
Are you sure you can hold out, ladies?
gpt
We must! We must! cried Miss Forest, clinging to her friend as she looked down the steep way they had come.
human
It can be no worse than going up. Indeed, I do not believe we can get back. Do you think so, Grace?
gpt
We are doing well, are we not, Mr. Winslow?
human
You certainly are. Fifty feet more will take us out of this brook bed to a road less steep, though perhaps less easy to climb.