human
Oh, my blessed boy! exclaimed Grandmother Webb.
gpt
If you wasn't so wet, I'd hug you! We thought the colt had thrown you; we were afraid you were killed!
human
No! said Ned, with energy.
gpt
But she fired me over her head into the lake, and I swam ashore.
human
I caught her, put in Pat McCarty.
gpt
Here she is,--the beauty! That was for thryin' to hould her in. You must niver do that ag'in.
human
I didn't pull much,
gpt
That lake is very wet, he remarked.
human
Ned, my boy, I'm glad the critter projected you into soft water. You've come out of it a fine-looking bird.
gpt
I don't care, said Ned.
human
This blue flannel doesn't shrink with wetting. My hat'll be all right as soon as it's dry; so'll my shoes.