human
Come on, said Dick,
gpt
What a brutal time you take to do up that beastly lace! cried Georgie,
human
I think it will hold now,
gpt
Blown already, youngsters? asked Cresswell.
human
Better go home.
gpt
We're not blown at all, said Dick, trotting on abreast of the whipper- in;
human
Coote's lace came undone, that was all.
gpt
Yes; we should have been in the next field if it hadn't,