human
My pony gone! wailed Stacy, upon discovering his loss.
gpt
Oh, why didn't one of you other fellows save me by giving up your pony instead? I can't walk.
human
Cheer up, laughed Tad.
gpt
The worst is yet to come for you, Chunky. Do you realize that we haven't a penny left, and that we've no credit in this town? We can't eat until Mr. Perkins' remittance arrives--after a few days.
human
Can't eat? gasped Stacy, his face paling a little.
gpt
I won't stand that.
human
Hurrah! cheered Ned Rector.
gpt
Chunky is going to save us! He's going to find food for us. We shall eat--right away!
human
Now, you fellows know I can't do anything, uttered young Brown reproachfully.
gpt
But some of you ought to have the brains to find a way to get food.
human
Bring back half a dozen big steaks,