human
What's your Chip barking at? said the wheelwright, as the two men walked out, armed with great iron pincers, the wheelwright holding a pair in each hand.
gpt
What is it, Chip?
human
There's summat there, said Dave in a low harsh voice.
gpt
Where's they boys?
human
Yonder they go,
gpt
Then there's summat wrong,
human
Hah! he ejaculated in a voice that sounded like a saw cutting wood and coming upon a nail;
gpt
Eh!