human
Poor father! If only I knew what had become of him!
gpt
It's a mystery, thet's what it is,
human
It looks loike the hivens hed opened an' swalleyed him up, was Mike Delaney's comment.
gpt
Be jabbers, we all know th' hivens was wide open enough last noight. Me turn-out is afther standin' in two foot o' wather, an' Rosy raisin' the mischief because she can't go out. 'Moike,' sez she, 'Moike Delaney, git a boat or Oi'll be drowned,' an' niver a boat in sight. Th' ould woman will have to shtay in the wagon till the wather runs off of itself.
human
I wonder if it is possible my poor father wandered into town, mused Dick.
gpt
Perhaps he did that and was locked up by the police. He is--well, you know he gets strange spells,
human
Run into town, lad, and make a search, answered the boomer.
gpt
If I and Rasco get the chance we'll follow. We shan't strike camp for several hours yet.