human
Hello, Friend! cried the hunter.
gpt
Did you see a Deer pass this way a few minutes ago? He swam across the river, and if I know anything about it he's too tired to travel far now. I've been hunting that fellow for several days, and if I have any luck at all I ought to get him this time.
human
I'm afraid you won't have any luck at all, said Lightfoot's friend.
gpt
You see, I don't allow any hunting on my land.
human
You mean, said he,
gpt
No, said he,
human
I don't mean anything of the kind. I mean that that Deer is not to be killed if I can prevent it, and while it is on my land, I think I can. The best thing for you to do, my friend, is to get into your boat and row back where you came from. Are those your hounds barking over there?
gpt
No, replied the hunter promptly.
human
I know the law just as well as you do, and it is against the law to hunt Deer with dogs. I don't even know who owns those two hounds over there.
gpt
That may be true, replied Lightfoot's friend.
human
I don't doubt it is true. But you are willing to take advantage of the fact that the dogs of some one else have broken the law. You knew that those dogs had driven that Deer into the Big River and you promptly took advantage of the fact to try to reach that Deer before he could get across. You are not hunting for the pleasure of hunting but just to kill. You don't know the meaning of justice or fairness. Now get off my land. Get back into your boat and off my land as quick as you can. That Deer is not very far from here and so tired that he cannot move. Just as long as he will stay here, he will be safe, and I hope he will stay until this miserable hunting season is ended. Now go.