human
Poor chap! he were a bit scar'd to find himself in bog.
gpt
Pity he ventured that way,
human
Here, Mr Marston, you're all right now, said Dick.
gpt
Can you get up and walk?
human
Poor lad! he's bet out. Not used to our parts, said Hickathrift.
gpt
Here, howd hard, sir. Help me get him o' my back like a sack, and I'll run him up to the house i' no time.
human
Run on, Dick, and tell your mother to mix a good glass of hollands and water,