human
Make quick work, Thomas, called Mr. King from his doorway. The pistol fell from Thomas's hand.
gpt
I've shot one of the boys. Och, murther!
human
Oh! I've killed him,
gpt
Who--who? Oh, Van! who?
human
Joey, screamed Van, bending over a white heap on the floor.
gpt
Oh! make him get up. Oh! I've killed him.
human
No, no, it was I, and Percy rushed forward with an
gpt
Oh, Joel, Joel!