human
Hello, everybody! said Blake Garrison, when the six small boys found him at the top of Court Hill. Most of them knew him by sight and he, it seemed, knew all their names.
gpt
I'm glad you didn't all go to dancing school. Do you feel like a little coast?
human
Let me steer, Blake?
gpt
I'll do the steering, Harry, said Blake firmly.
human
You other youngsters pile on where you please, but I'll keep Sunny Boy near me. If he fell off we might lose him entirely, he's so little.