human
No use talkin,' Jack, he was saying, as he tapped his pocket significantly,
gpt
Some excitement, I own up, Perk, agreed Jack, exchanging a look of inquiry with his companion.
human
Dog fight, like as not, since I thought I heard a yowling just then, as if one mutt'd got his in the neck.
gpt
Jest hear the people a shoutin' will yeou?
human
But that doesn't sound like they were enjoying themselves a heap, I'd say, boy--such screaming and yelling--they're badly rattled over whatever's going on. What could it all mean, I wonder?
gpt
Hot-diggetty-dig! we'll know right soon, ole hoss; 'cause it's headin' this way--gettin' a heap louder ev'ry second, I vow! Guess yeou struck it right when yeou sez they must be skeered into a near panic. Don't hear no guns agoin' off, so it cain't be a brawl 'tween drunken bootleggers an' town constables. Well, I swan, it gets me--look at the folks a beatin' it to the houses, like they reckoned they'd be safer there. Mebbe we better shin up a telegraph pole like that youngster's a doin' over yonder--he means to git high an' dry, so's to see the circus, but not take chances with the runaway animal's flyin' heels. Wow! what's this I lamp a comin' 'reound that corner, waggin' his ole head from side to side--a big yeller _dog_, Jack, with foam a drippin' from his open red mouth! Great guns!
human
That beast is as mad as a hatter! boomed Jack, thrilled by the frightful sight.
gpt
He's bound to own the whole street, no matter if a battalion of cops try to sheer him off!
human
Mebbe, mate, Perk was shouting
gpt
Wait up!
human
Excuse me, boy--I got a date!
gpt
Look ahead, Perk--that child--little boy he is--fell down in his fright, and must've sprained his ankle--see him try to scramble up again; but he can't manage it, what with his fright and twisted ankle. The dog--it's making straight for the youngster--we can't stand by, and see him tackle such a mere baby--we've just _got_ to do something, Perk!
human
Sure do, partner--let's go!