human
Here is the grave, said Mannis.
gpt
And we must commence our work at once. This man was buried last Sunday, and in size and personal appearance looks much like Alden. Let us hurry up and snake him out--come, take that pick and loosen the earth. Eh? what's that? S--h--h--h! Pshaw! it's only a twig which broke beneath your feet.
human
This is rather serious business, Mannis. Give me a pull from that bottle. There--that tastes good, and it will nerve a fellow up.
gpt
Yes, we need a little backbone--be careful and do not make much noise, for we are within a quarter mile of the road, and there is danger of being discovered. Here--hand me that spade. The earth is not very solid, for I can easily run this spade down a foot or two.
human
This pick goes in as easy, said Sargent,
gpt
Be careful, Sargent, and throw the dirt where the grave-digger pitched it. So the old man weakened, eh?--if he knew that you pocketed his letter he would be apt to send you adrift. His pretty daughter is his pride, his very life--Ah, Sargent, she is a darling, and I feel rather sorry for her, for she will cry her pretty eyes out upon learning George Alden will never return. Careful, Sargent; the earth is falling back into the grave. Here, take another drink; egad! a little good spirits is required to keep the evil spirits away. I don't just like this job; but virtue will have its reward, and such patterns as you and I will not be forgotten, eh?