human
This is great luck, eh?
gpt
Yes, though I almost wish we was to shirk for ourselves.
human
What's makin' you so foolish all of a sudden? Don't you think a bed on the straw in Ninety-four's house is better'n bunkin' in anywhere, or perhaps walkin' the streets for the rest of the night?
gpt
Of course it is; but I'm 'fraid the men will think we hung 'round for jest such a chance.
human
After your stoppin' that hoss in time to save 'Lish Davis from gettin' all mashed up, I don't reckon they can accuse you of coaxin' for a bed.