human
Wonder why those young scalawags didn't come back to help me? mused Uncle John, as he walked along toward the hotel.
gpt
I'll tell them what I think of them for running away and leaving me to do all the fighting.
human
Great Scott! he exclaimed.
gpt
Twelve o'clock! Why, it doesn't seem fifteen minutes since we went in that house. Guess Hal and Chester have returned to the hotel by this time. What shall I tell the women folks? They'll wonder what a man of my age is prowling about the streets of Rome for at this hour of the night.