human
All whole yet, thanks to my usual good luck, he thought.
gpt
But that's a nasty lump on the back of my head. Hullo, up there!
human
Well, I always allowed that I would explore the Devil's Chimney some day, but I didn't calculate to do it quite so soon, he went on.
gpt
What can have become of those boys? Have they deserted me or gone off for help? If I can read character I fancy that Dick Arbuckle will do all he can for me--and, by the way, can his father's corpse really be down here?