human
Doant jest know what ails me, partner, to kick up sech a big row over standin' things--must be I'm agettin' right old, an' near my second childhood. I'd sure give somethin' to be able to warm my hands at a cracklin' fire right naow; an' seems like I wouldn't get much o' a snooze, when I'm a shiverin' to beat the band, with nawthin' warm inside me neither.
gpt
We'll crawl a little further along to where we can get out of this chilly breeze. It's because we're so high up we feel it so. I'm meaning to take a look around tomorrow, and see if I can't run across some sort of a hole, or crevice, where we'd be a lot more comfortable nights.
human
Huh! might as well make it a reg'lar _cavern_ while yeou're 'baout it, partner; not as I'm atall greedy, see; but I always _did_ want to explore a gen-u-ine cave, ever sence I read Mark Twain's 'Tom Sawyer' an' 'Huckleberry Finn' books.
gpt
Just as you say, brother, it'll have to be some kind of a cave then, so you'll feel satisfied--anything to keep peace in the family. But for just one night we must put up with whatever comes along, and take it out in thinking how fine we'll be another night, with a warm hole in the rocks, perhaps a nice blaze going, and all those good things to eat you mean to lug up here.
human
Say, have heart, wont yeou, partner, an' please don't aggravate the situation so bad? If yeou hear me a rollin' off a list o' dishes like the waiter does in a cheap chop house, don't knock me any, 'cause like as not I'll on'y be a talkin' in my sleep.