human
Praise be! he cried in sudden ecstasy.
gpt
De pain's done lef me, do spell's done lifted!
human
An' the cricket's done removed, urged Amanda, skilfully getting the machine out of sight.
gpt
You seen it removed with yer own eyes.
human
Wid my own eyes,
gpt
An' now, she said,
human
I'm goin' to git that supper ready jes as quick ez I kin.
gpt
Ain't you gwine help me back in bed fust?
human
What fer? she exclaimed.
gpt
Ain't the spell lifted? I'm goin' to set the table in the kitchen, an' ef you wants any of that possum an' sweet pertater an' that apple-dumplin' an' hard sass, you got to walk in there to git em.