human
Very odd, Robins, that I don't hit anything?
gpt
Ah, but a'm afeard it's ower good luck to continue, sir!
human
Good Heavens, Mr. Mangold! That bird can't have been more than a couple of feet over Mr. Butter's head!
gpt
Oh! That's what _I_ call _shootin'_!
human
Confound the brute! That's the dog I was going to run in the retriever trials, too. But I won't now.
gpt
I wouldn't. I'd reserve him for the Waterloo Cup.
human
Tut-t-t-t--dear me! Woodruff, I'm afraid I've shot that dog!
gpt
Oh no, sir, I think he's all right, sir. He mostly drop down like that if anybody misses!!
human
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gpt
Another hit, Wiggins! By the way--rum thing--always seem to hear a shot somewhere _behind_ me, just after I fire!
human
Yes, sir, 'zactly so, sir. Wunnerfle place for echoes this 'ere, sir!