human
Randy, who is that fellow?
gpt
Why, if it isn't Fred Dobson! burst from Randy's lips.
human
How in the world did he get away out here? Fred Dobson! Fred Dobson! Stop, we want to talk to you!
gpt
Randy Portney! came from the lips of the boy addressed, as he turned to stare at the person who had called out his name.
human
And Earl, too! Where--where did you come from?
gpt
From Basco, of course, returned Randy.
human
How did you get away out here?
gpt
I--I came out on a train from Chicago,
human
We met your father in Boston, put in Earl.
gpt
He said if we should ever run across you to tell you to come home.
human
I'm not going back, was the reply of the squire's son.
gpt
I came out here to make my fortune.
human
I'm afraid you'll find it rather hard work,
gpt
I've been playing in hard luck lately, was the slangy reply.
human
But say, what are you two fellows doing out here?
gpt
We came on to join our uncle, said Randy.
human
He is going to take us to Alaska with him.
gpt
Alaska! To those new gold fields a fellow reads about in the daily papers?
human
Yes.
gpt
I'd like to go there myself,
human
It costs a good deal of money to go, Fred, remarked Earl. He rather liked the squire's son, in spite of his wild ways.
gpt
A fellow must take along a year's provisions.
human
So I've heard. I wonder if I couldn't work my way up on one of the boats.
gpt
I wouldn't advise you to go, said Randy.
human
Why, you are not used to hard work, and they say work up there is of the hardest kind.
gpt
Oh, I can work if I have to. Where is your uncle?
human
He's stopping at this hotel. Randy turned to Earl.
gpt
Let us see if Uncle Foster is in, and we can talk to Fred some time later.
human
He puts on a pretty good face, but I fancy he is homesick, nevertheless,