human
It's the dunce, he exclaimed.
gpt
Pumpkin! Pumpkin! Come here!
human
Pumpkin, where is Dick Arbuckle?
gpt
Lemme go! I didn't hurt him! screamed Pumpkin.
human
He went that way--like the wind--on a bay horse which was running away. Oh, he's killed, I know he is!
gpt
You are sure of this?
human
Hope to die if it ain't so. Poor Dick! He'll be pitched off and smashed up like his father was smashed up. Hurry, and maybe you can catch him.
gpt
I believe the dunce speaks the truth,
human
How long ago was this?
gpt
Not more'n an hour. Hurry up if you want to save him,