human
No, and d'ye know I'm beginning to think there may be no cabin after all, that's what, replied George, stubbornly.
gpt
Of course Uncle Caleb has one somewhere or other; but he may have gotten mixed up in his bearings, you see; and right now how do we know whether we're heading right or wrong?
human
Well, if you don't take the cake for seeing the wrong side of everything, Lil Artha told him.
gpt
Of course there's a cabin, and we must be getting close to it as we stand now. About the old gentleman making a blunder, and wandering off, don't you know we've been following his out track all the while. And say, what's that you can glimpse through this little opening in the woods--in a direct line with these two birch trees, tell me that now, George, you old humbug of a grumbler?
human
It does look a _little_ like a shack roof, Lil Artha, and p'raps I hadn't ought to have spoken like I did; but even now that may be a fooler. Just wait and let's make sure before we holler.