human
What say? When the season rolls round, are you and me going to hunt Old Yellowfoot?
gpt
I'll go with you. I'll carry your gun.
human
Pooh! Gramps snorted.
gpt
In the first place it ain't a gun. It's a rifle. What's more, you'll be carrying your own. Seven boys and four girls Mother and me raised on this farm. Every one hunted, and when they left the farm, they left their rifles and shotguns. One of 'em's sure to suit you.