human
Nat Poole, what are you up to! cried Dave, indignantly, and, leaping forward, he caught the other youth by the shoulder and whirled him around.
gpt
You let Professor Potts alone!
human
Dave! cried the professor, and his voice showed his joy.
gpt
Oh, I am glad you came. That young man has been teasing me for over a quarter of an hour, and he just covered me with that spray for the peach-tree scale.
human
What do you mean by doing such a thing? demanded Dave.
gpt
Give me that syringe.
human
Don't you--you--er--hit me!
gpt
What a mean piece of business, observed Roger, as he came up, followed by Phil.
human
Nat, you ought to be ashamed of yourself!
gpt
Oh, you shut up!
human
I always thought you were a first-class coward, put in Phil.
gpt
Now I am sure of it.
human
This is none of your affair, Phil Lawrence!
gpt
I should think it was the affair of any person who wanted to see fair play,
human
Nat, you take your handkerchief and wipe off Mr. Potts's clothes,
gpt
Eh?
human
You heard what I said. Go and do it, and be quick about it.
gpt
I--er--I don't have to.
human
Yes, you do. If you don't----
gpt
Hi! don't you douse me with that!
human
You've got no right to hold me!
gpt
Well, we'll take the right, said Roger, calmly.
human
Now, Nat, do as Dave told you.