human
Boys, he whispered,
gpt
Now, it's this 'ere way. My boat wuz stolen an' left, right below the upper bridge, an' I foun' footprints an' this 'ere piece of ribbon, which Gil knows b'longed to his sister, for she wore it round her hair. Willie Bagner's skiff's bin stolen, an' I believe the party that took it hez got little Lily, because I foun' the hoop I give her, an' this envellup in the same place, an' it seems to me the galoot whose name's on it is hid somewhere up the river, an' I'm goin' after him if I has to go alone.
human
But you won't go alone, while I'm alive,
gpt
An' I'm goin', too, even if I never come back,
human
And you must take me,
gpt
We'll stick together to the bitter end.
human
What's your plan?