human
What did I tell ye, Abram Marrows? he exploded, in a voice that could be heard to the turnpike.
gpt
Didn't I say Baxter warn't fittin', and that he ought ter be grubbin' clams? Go and dig a hole some'er's and cover him up head and ears,--and dig it quick, too, and I'll lend ye a shovel.
human
Well, but, Captain Joe,
gpt
Don't you 'well' me. Well, nothin'. You're bad as him. Go and dig a hole and BOTH on ye git in it!