human
I hereby restrict and enjoin you, under clause A, article 13, of the laws of the State of Missouri, from removing from this property, or causing anyone else to remove from this property, any grasses, crops, or other article that takes root from the ground. I--
gpt
Wait a minute, Percy Pearl interrupted blandly.
human
I didn't understand. Read it again, Watson.
gpt
I hereby restrict and enjoin you, under clause A--
human
Now isn't that something? Percy said admiringly.
gpt
He wrote it all by himself, too. Reminds me of some of the literary masterpieces I myself created when I was a student in the sixth form at Carrodale. Only Watson's is sheer genius. 'Grasses, crops, or other article that takes root from the ground.' Banishes immediately any lingering doubts one might have that they're rooted in the air. Who besides Watson would have thought of such a thing?
human
You'll have to be quiet, Percy.
gpt
No, I won't have to be quiet. Article 1, Bill of Rights, the Constitution of the United States. That's an interesting document, too, in its own little way. Of course there's no comparison between that and yours.
human
I am here, Watson Charters said,
gpt
Yes, Joe, Percy said piously.
human
We are both here to see that justice is not made to grovel in the muck. Justice! May it ever be supreme! Watson is here to inform you that you cannot sell your standing hay to Pete Domley or take any more timber from your wood lot. The reason? Our friend Elias wishes to sell it himself.
gpt
It's not his! Joe roared.
human
Darn his picture! I cut that wood myself and Elias hasn't any right to the hay!
gpt
Sell that hay or take any more wood, Watson Charters said,