human
Well, for goodness' sake! cried Bob Parkney.
gpt
Where did you come from?
human
Why, Sunny Boy! said Grandpa Horton, much surprised,
gpt
He's the boy-- Sunny Boy began in such a hurry that he choked.
human
Oh, Grandpa, he's the boy that pulled me off the ice!
gpt
Well, I never! said Grandpa Horton, in astonishment.
human
I never thought of that, and Bob didn't mention ice to me. Is that what gave you this fine cold, young man?
gpt
I did catch a little cold, the boy admitted.
human
You see, my feet were sort of wet. But it's most gone now.
gpt
I hope it is. But you're hoarse yet, said Grandpa Horton.
human
So you're the lad who kept his head and brought my Sunny Boy safely ashore. There are a number of folks at our house, Bob, who would like to tell you what they think of you. We looked everywhere for you the next day and for several days afterward.
gpt
Don't let anybody come! croaked Bob in his poor, hoarse voice.
human
Please, don't let 'em come, sir. It was nothing to do. I only kept the lunatics from walking on the little chap. I hate people making a fuss.
gpt
There, there, no one shall make a fuss, Grandpa Horton promised him.
human
Don't tire your throat with talking. I want to have a word with your mother and father, Bob, so I'll leave Sunny Boy to entertain you. He can do enough talking for two boys when he gets started.