human
Why, my dear fellow, what _can_ have come over you?
gpt
Ah! said he,
human
Never, said I.
gpt
But come with me to yonder bushes. I'm going to make a calculation.
human
What's a calcoolashun?
gpt
It's a summation, case of counting up one, two, three, etcetera--and may be multiplying, subtracting, and dividing into the bargain.
human
Ho! dat's what me been do at de missionary school.
gpt
Exactly; but what sort of calculation Ralph means to undertake at present I know not. Perhaps he's going to try to find out whether, if we were to run at the rate of six miles an hour till doomsday, in the wrong direction, there would be any chance of our ever sticking that ostrich's tail again on his big body. But come along; we shall see.