human
Actress, or not, muttered the son of the Salt Water Taffy King,
gpt
Hey, Cap'n Abe! Those fishhooks you sold me last evening aren't what I wanted--and there's the _Merry Andrew_ waiting out there for me now. I want----
human
Mornin', young feller, said the stranger cordially.
gpt
You'll have to explain a leetle about them hooks. I ain't had a chance to overhaul much of Abe's cargo yet. I don't even know where he stows his small tackle. Do you?