human
Hello, Pedro! What you doin' here? and Ham scowled down on the little Mexican, whom he had often seen working about Coleman's store.
gpt
Coleman send you for something?
human
No, señor, answered the Mexican.
gpt
Coleman kick me this morning; and now I no longer work for Coleman. I now would cook and keep camp for señors, and he bowed, with a flourish of both his thin arms.
human
Get wood, make fire, cook, carry water, clean dish, all I do for señors. I very good cook. Coleman say I make best flapjacks in Hangtown. All I do for señors for one ounce gold-dust a week. Si, señors?
gpt
But, see, our hosses are packed. We're 'bout tew break camp,
human
Si, señor, answered Pedro, smiling.
gpt
I know how pack horse, so pack no slip under belly. I go where señors go. I do good work, kind, faithful, honest,
human
Now, and Ham turned questioningly to the others.
gpt
I wonder if 'twouldn't be a good thing tew take Pedro 'long? He could help a lot 'bout hoss-packin' an' cookin' an' things, an' could dew all th' dirty heavy work for th' Leetle Woman.
human
Reckon you're right, Ham, declared Mr. Conroyal.
gpt
Shall we take the Mexican on his own terms?
human
Yes, and a good bargain I call it, assented Mr. Randolph.
gpt
Pedro couldn't have staid as long as he did with Coleman, if he hadn't been a pretty decent sort of a Mexican; and he can help a lot about camp.