human
Your _conjunctim_ was not so bad, complimented the professor,
gpt
Come on, fellows, cut for it! whispered Teeter hoarsely.
human
Leg it, Joe. Peaches will take care of him.
gpt
But the hat--I damaged it--I want to pay for it,
human
Don't worry about that. When Old Sixteen gets to spouting Latin or Greek he doesn't know whether he's on his head or his feet, and as for a hat--say, forget it and come on. He'll never mention it again. Peaches knows how to handle him. Peaches is the best Latin lad in the whole school, and once Sixteen finds some one who will listen to his new theory about conjugating irregular verbs, he'll talk until midnight. Come on!
gpt
Poor Peaches!
human
Never mind, Sister, spoke George Bland, as he linked his arm in that of Joe.
gpt
Peaches seen his duty and he done it nobly, as the novels say. When Sixteen gets through with him we'll blow him to a feed to make it up to him. Come on while the going's good. He'll never see us.