human
I was four years old at the time. And I was playing in the street just opposite to our house with some other children. A great dog came rushing down on us, snapping right and left. Folks said afterwards he was mad, but I don't know. Someway he was killed, so Father told me, before that was made certain; killed and buried.
gpt
A mad dog! My!
human
The other children ran away. I--I didn't.
gpt
Why ever not?
human
I couldn't. I stood still, all of a dreadful tremble. And he came bang at me.
gpt
What a fearsome tale! You pore lil' maid!