human
Why, Dave, I didn't think you could do it!
gpt
Dessay not, replied the decoy-man, uttering his unpleasant laugh.
human
Theer, she's a beauty, isn't she?
gpt
Kill it, Dave, kill it,
human
Kill it! What for? Pretty creatur',
gpt
To take home.
human
Nay, who kills hares at the end of March, lad? Hares is mad in March.
gpt
Is that why it let you catch it, Dave?
human
Mebbe, lad, mebbe, Mester Dick. Theer, hev you done stroking her?
gpt
No. Why?
human
Going to let her run?
gpt
Wait a bit,
human
Tek her by the ears, lad, and putt thy hand beneath her. That's the ways.
gpt
How did you know it was there?
human
How did I know she was theer! Why, she had her ears cocked-up listening, plain enough to see. Theer, let her go now. She's got a wife somewheers about.
gpt
cried Dick.
human
Now, Tom, I'm going to let him go; but he won't run, he's a sick one. You'll see. Anyone could catch a hare like this.
gpt
There, he cried;
human
I told you so! Look how stupid and--Oh!