human
Hullo, chaps, said I, with some hazy idea that supper was on.
gpt
Aren't you turning-in to-night?
human
Turn in! laughed Terry.
gpt
Why, it's 5.30. Time to turn out.
human
Cripes! I thought I'd only been asleep five minutes.
gpt
Plop! ... plop! ... perloplop. He starts in the dark. Pewee is next; then the jackass heartily laughs the sleep out of his eyes, closely followed by the sweet-toned magpie. Presently another bird says
human
Gitterwoork!