human
Now, lads, said Bounce, who, having been a prisoner for but a short time, was unhurt by his bonds,
gpt
I've know'd white men, interrupted Redhand,
human
So have I, returned Bounce,
gpt
I'm not so sure o' that, broke in Big Waller, casting a scowling glance on the savages as he surveyed a wound in his left arm, which, although not serious, was, from want of dressing, sufficiently painful;
human
I calc'late it would serve them reptiles right if we was to whangskiver the whole on 'em as they lie.
gpt
I don't b'lieve, retorted Bounce,
human
Goot, ejaculated Gibault, pausing in his manipulation of the artist,
gpt
Capital; thanks, I feel quite strong again.
human
I say, Gibault, observed March ruefully,
gpt
Hah! me boy, 'tis well you have foot left, though you not feel left foot! Let me see.
human
That's it, Gibault, rub away; if your jokes were as good as your surgery you'd be too good, a long way, for the backwoods.