human
Well, here at last! remarked Jerry, as he eased himself from his pack, and, with his two chums, stacked the guns together.
gpt
I wonder what happens first?
human
Suppose you come over and have some chocolate? suggested a voice behind the boys, and, turning, they saw a pleasant-faced young man, whose hair, however, was gray. He wore a semi-military uniform, but a glance at his sleeve showed the red triangle, and the letters
gpt
Y. M. C. A.
human
Come over and make yourselves at home, he went on.
gpt
You'll have time before you'll be called on to report.
human
Thank you, we will, said Jerry.
gpt
Some chocolate would touch the spot.
human
I've got two spots that need touching,
gpt
Won't you boys come, too?
human
What? Trail in with a lot of psalm-singing goody-goodies?
gpt
He's here--worse luck!
human
No Y. M. C. A. for mine!
gpt
Boor!
human
There is a Knights of Columbus station next to ours, and a Salvation Army hut, as well as a Jewish Community station, here in camp, was the gentle answer of the secretary.
gpt
If you prefer one of those you will be very welcome, I know. We are all working together for you boys.
human
None for mine! sneered Noddy.
gpt
I want some cigarettes!
human
I can let you have some at my _foyer_, said the secretary, with a smile.
gpt
I don't smoke myself, but I like the smell of it mighty well. Come along.