human
Hungry, Buck?
gpt
So!
human
Ah! then sit right down here, boy, an' light your pipe. There's things I want to say--first.
gpt
Get right ahead.
human
Life's pretty twisted, the Padre began, his steady gray eyes smiling contemplatively.
gpt
So twisted, it makes you wonder some. That girl's happier now, because I told her there were no such things as cusses. Yes, it's all queer.
human
You've never asked me why I live out here, he went on presently.
gpt
Never since I've known you. Once or twice I've seen the question in your eyes, but--it never stayed there long. You don't ask many questions, do you, Buck?