human
Now, if we could think up some way to get into that chest when the old folks are gone away to town, he suggested,
gpt
Hooray, that's just it!
human
When will they go to town again? This is only Wednesday.
gpt
It won't be long, I'm sure, Will answered reassuringly.
human
They'll go either Friday or Saturday sure. But we'll have to get busy and think out a way to break that lock. My, but won't the old man be mad when he finds out about it! We'll have to act just as if we couldn't see how on earth such a thing could have happened.
gpt
Yes; and we'll have to hide the tobacco good, or Pa might find it,
human
Hey, Will, John exclaimed in a hurried undertone--for all the boys had learned to speak low when mentioning their plans--
gpt
Why, John, that's just it! How in the world did you think of that scheme? Will exclaimed, as he slapped his little cousin on the back.
human
I say, my boy, you had better look out or you'll be a man before your big cousin! It doesn't matter, you know, about the height, if you have the sense.