human
I tell you she's only a child. I kissed her as I would any little girl of whom I was fond.
gpt
Yo' love her, an' yo' haint the man ter say hit.
human
Very well, then. Supposing I admit that I love her, what is it to you?
gpt
I loves her, too. I've loved her since she come ter these hyar mountains, a leetle baby; an' I don't calkerlate ter hev yo', er any city man, make a plaything uv her. Hit's man ter man, now. Air yo', er haint yo', a-goin' ter leave hyar, an' keep erway?
human
As I told you before, it's none of your business,
gpt
An' es I told ye before, hit air. Now I tells ye thet yo' haint a-comin' back.
human
That ... remains to be seen,