human
Oh dear, oh dear! I'm all stinged up, and I want my supper; and my feet ache, and I'm cold, and everything is _so_ horrid!
gpt
Don't cry so, Babby; I was real cross, and I'm sorry. I'll forgive you right away now, and never shake you any more,
human
Shake me again, if you want to; I know I was very bad to tag and lose Sanch. I never will any more, and I'm so sorry, I don't know what to do,
gpt
Never mind; you just wipe up your face and come along, and we'll tell Ma all about it, and she'll fix us as nice as can be. I shouldn't wonder if Sanch got home now before we did,
human
I don't believe _I_ ever shall, I'm so tired my legs wont go, and the water in my boots makes them feel dreadfully. I wish that boy would wheel me a piece. Don't you s'pose he would?
gpt
Hullo, Joslyn! said Ben, recognizing the boy as one of the
human
Hullo, Brown,
gpt
Where goin'?
human
Got to carry this home, hang the old thing!
gpt
Where to?
human
Batchelor's, down yonder,
gpt
Goin' that way, take it right along.
human
What for?
gpt
She's tired, wants a ride; I'll leave it all right, true as I live and breathe,
human
Ho, _you_ couldn't cart her all that way! she's most as heavy as a bag of meal,
gpt
I'm stronger than most fellers of my size. Try, if I aint,
human
All right, let's see you do it.