human
Fine guy, you are! he growled.
gpt
A week ago you were as keen as mustard about what Major Barber cooked up for us. And now? Now you're just a lazy bum!
human
That's a downright lie, my good man! he snapped.
gpt
I got a Messerschmitt One-Nine yesterday, didn't I? And one of those new Focke-Wulf One-Nineties the day before? What more do you want?
human
Action! Dave grunted, and stared brooding-eyed at the row of Spitfires on the near side of the field.
gpt
I admit it's swell to be serving with an R.A.F. fighter squadron again. It's okay, but--but, doggone it, we didn't come way over here for this! Even Group Captain Farnsworth agreed with that. But it's been a whole week now since we arrived here. I'm beginning not to know what to think, or hope.
human
Then don't do either, Freddy commented sleepily.
gpt
Terrible strain on the brain, you know. Must confess, though, I've been wondering a little myself, in odd moments. Does seem a bit queer we haven't heard from Major Barber. Could be that the whole show, whatever it was, was called off.
human
There you go! Dave groaned.
gpt
Always taking the joy out of life. Me, I've almost talked myself into getting in touch with Major Barber and finding out what's what.
human
I wouldn't, Freddy cautioned.
gpt
Doubtless you'd be told off quite properly. The Major struck me as that sort of a chap. If and when he wants us, we'll be sure to hear about it, I fancy.