human
What's all that? he demanded quickly;
gpt
You can thank your lucky stars old fellow, said Allan,
human
Hoofs! echoed Bumpus, aghast;
gpt
Oh! let Davy do it, said Giraffe;
human
I'm nearly frozen stiff myself right now; and besides, he added as a brilliant after-thought,
gpt
Where's my left shoe? shouted Step Hen just then; for there never was a time when he could find _all_ his belongings; and in a case of excitement like this it was a certainty that his customary complaint would soon be heard in the land.
human
Who's gone and took my left shoe? I'm dead certain I had both of 'em when I started to crawl under the canvas. Somebody thinks it smart to keep playin' jokes on _me_ all the time. Why can't they let _my_ things be, Thad?
gpt
What's that sticking out of the pocket of your coat?
human
Why, whoever stuck that in there? Step Hen went on, unblushingly.
gpt
Thinks it smart to do such silly things, and have me guessing all the time. Just switch off, and try it on one of the others, won't you?