human
Your noble actin', said Bill,
gpt
Them Puddin'-thieves, said Sam,
human
We hear you, sang out the Possum, and the Wombat added,
gpt
Oh, what deceit!
human
Enough of you two, shouted Bill.
gpt
If we catch you sneakin' after our Puddin' again, you'll get such a beltin' that you'll wish you was vegetarians. And now, said he,
human
Grand.
gpt
If them Puddin'-thieves ain't sufferin' the agonies of despair at this very moment, I'll eat my hat along with the Puddin',
human
Indeed, said Bunyip Bluegum,
gpt
Well spoken, said Bill, admiringly.
human
Which I will say, that for turning off a few well-chosen words no parson in the land is the equal of yourself.
gpt
Your health!
human
Albert is a spoilt child, I fear,