human
Noakes has posted a scout, he whispered.
gpt
They’re going to make the attempt. But this is awkward, Bob. We shall have to dispose of the scout; I fancy it’s long-haired Josiah.
human
I bar that, said Templeton, decisively.
gpt
I’m not going to hold up the youngster, or anything of that sort.
human
All right; there’s no need. Leave it to me.
gpt
Yes, it’s just the night, said Eves in a loud voice, as though continuing a discussion.
human
Just the night rabbits like. Slip round quietly to the wood; there’ll be hundreds skipping about in the darkness. It’s nearly a mile away; allow half an hour to get there and back, and an hour’s sport; it’ll only be eleven then—not so very late.