human
May be that old gray squirrel gnawing somewhere, suggested X-Ray;
gpt
Now, I'd rather believe it was the wind,
human
Why, how could the night wind make that sort of scratching sound?
gpt
Oh! the broken end of a branch might be rubbing against the roof of the cabin, Ethan told him.
human
I've known that to happen lots of times. There she hits up the tune again, you notice, Lub.
gpt
Yes, added Phil, nodding his head approvingly,
human
Just stir your stumps, Lub, and come outside with me, he said, positively.
gpt
I want to prove what I said, and you've got to be shown.