human
Why, howdy, Miss Rhody! she exclaimed, in a voice that sounded like a flute.
gpt
What wind blowed you in here?
human
Put down dem dishes an' wipe yo' han's, said Rhody, by way of reply. The girl silently complied, expressing no surprise and betraying no curiosity.
gpt
Now, den, go in de house, an' ax ef Paul Tomlin is in dar, commanded Rhody.
human
Ef he is des tell 'im dat Mammy Rhody want ter see 'im.
gpt
I hope dey ain't nobody dead, suggested Mandy with a musical laugh.
human
I'm lookin' out for all sorts er trouble, because I've had mighty funny dreams for three nights han'-runnin'. Look like I can see blood. I wake up, I do, cryin' an' feelin' tired out like de witches been ridin' me. Then I drop off to sleep, an' there's the blood, plain as my han'.