human
Go before me,
gpt
Is that your canoe?
human
Yes, massa; dat dug-out b'long to me.
gpt
Get in.
human
Not there--the other end.
gpt
Now, lay hold of these oars, bend your back, and row me to the place where you landed Warren Rody and my sister. Remember, that if you make the slightest attempt to deceive me, I will bury my tomahawk deep in your brain.