human
Why, if it ain't them same boys as helped to catch that nigger! she cried.
gpt
Want some apples, hey? Give 'em all they want, Simon. They deserve 'em.
human
I was a--er--a--sellin' them the apples,
gpt
What! Simon Lundy, ain't ye ashamed! You shan't take a cent from 'em, not a cent! Why, the idee!
human
All right, all right, if you say so,
gpt
I do say so. Mrs. Lundy turned to the young hunters.
human
Where be you a-goin?
gpt
We are going camping, answered Snap.
human
At the same place we were last summer.
gpt
Ain't you afraid o' being frizz to death?
human
Oh, I think we can stand it.
gpt
What have ye took along to eat?
human
Ye ought to have brung more, boys. Now, I've jest been a-makin' some mince pies. Wouldn't ye like one o' them?
gpt
Yes, indeed! shouted Whopper, who had a weakness for that dainty.
human
I can eat mince pie in the middle of my sleep.
gpt
Then you shall have the biggest pie o' the lot, said Mrs. Lundy.
human
And, Simon, she added, to her husband,
gpt
It's drefful expensive!
human
Shucks! These boys did us a real service, an' want 'em to know we appreciate it,