human
Don't seem to be any let-up to the derned stuff, Jack,
gpt
Bad medicine, all right--don't like it one bit, partner,
human
Seems like there aint nawthin' we kin do to make things easier, eh, buddy?
gpt
Must peg away, keeping our nose pointed east, and ready to drop down lower if given half a show,
human
Yeah! don't 'pear to be anythin' else in sight, an' its sure gettin' mighty cold 'raound these diggin's, boy. I'm agoin' to drag aout my heavy fleece-lined coat, an' climb into the same jest for fun.
gpt
Go to it, old chap; and after you're settled give me a chance to follow through, since I'm beginning to shiver as if I had the ague. This cold of the upper air currents is a heap worse than any we run into on the ground--seems to go all through you like a knife. Phew!