human
A-fine! A-fine! he breathed, rapturously.
gpt
He's lookin' joost lak a circus horse! You know, Franke, he added, turning to the other,
human
I haf see thee pictures on thee fences-- He interrupted himself, for the man had disappeared.
gpt
Franke! he called, whispering.
human
You coom here. You all thee time-- He checked himself and smiled at the other's forethought. For Franke was emerging from a stall, carrying a halter.
gpt
Good! he murmured.
human
I am forgettin' thot, _compadre_! Then once more he turned admiring eyes upon the horse.
gpt
Never--_never_--haf I see a horse lak thot! Mooch good luck is comin' now, Franke! Why not?