human
A rag peddler came to ask if I had any papers, old automobile tires or anything like that to sell. As if I'd have an auto! and Mrs. Blake laughed, for she was rather poor.
gpt
However, what I was going to say, she went on,
human
Oh, that was Ruddy all right! I'm sure it was! cried Rick.
gpt
That sailor man must have whistled him away and have put him on the junk wagon. He couldn't get Ruddy any other way. The old sailor has my dog!
human
I guess he has!
gpt
Which way did the wagon go? Come on, let's chase after it!
human
It was headed down the street when I saw it, answered Mrs. Blake.
gpt
But I didn't pay much attention to it. I never thought it might be your dog, Rick.
human
I'm sure it was, said the boy.
gpt
Oh, I wonder if I can get him back?
human
Sure we can! cried Tom Martin.
gpt
We'll chase after that junk man until we catch him, and then we'll make the sailor give up the dog!
human
Come on! shouted Chot.
gpt
We'll have a regular 'cop and robbers' chase! Come on!