human
Land sakes! is that you, Em'line Scudder? What sent you cruisin' in these waters? I thought you never got away from the Haven.
gpt
Good-day, Mrs. Eldredge. You're fairin' well? I just _had_ to come over to Littlebridge for some fixin's. My boarders will be 'long and I got to freshen the house up a little.
human
You goin' to have the same folks you had last year, Em'line?
gpt
Oh, yes. They're real nice---for city people. I tell Barzillai----
human
How is Barzillai?
gpt
Middlin'. His leg ain't never been just right since he was helpin' ice the _Tryout_, come two summers ago. You know, one o' them big cakes from the ice fact'ry fell on him. . . . I tell Barzillai the city folks are a godsend to us Cape Codders in summer time, now that sea-goin' don't seem so pop'lar with the men as it useter be.
human
I dunno. Some of these city folks don't seem to be sent by the Lord, but by the other feller! was the grim rejoinder.
gpt
I had tryin' times with my crowd last summer; and the children with 'em was a visitation--like the plagues of Egypt!