human
Mah goodness! fluttered Topsy.
gpt
Somebody's done gone tuh shootin'!
human
It wasn't dad, dat's a cinch! cried the boy.
gpt
He didn't have no gun!
human
Stay there! called Matt to the boy, as he whirled and hurried on.
gpt
Stand ready to crank up the machine, Carl, he added,
human
Matt had dropped into the troubles of these forlorn
gpt
Uncle Tommers