human
For the love of flapjacks, stop that noise! cried Sid Todd, in a low voice.
gpt
Time you get to the top of the hill them deer will be ten miles away!
human
I--I couldn't help it, answered Phil, as he arose and gazed sorrowfully after the frying-pan.
gpt
Shall I go back after it?
human
Where is it?
gpt
I see it--sticking in the fork of a cedar tree,
human
Let it alone--we can get it when we come back, said the cowboy.
gpt
Now don't make any more noise, or you won't get no chanct at them deer, mark my words!