human
What's the matter?
gpt
Nothing, Boy, I'm just dreaming of you!
human
You're too little a boy.
gpt
I can shuck corn,
human
You'll be good, if I let you go?
gpt
What's to hurt me there?
human
Nothing, unless you let it. The men drink whiskey, the girls dance. Sometimes there's a quarrel or fight.
gpt
It won't hurt me ef I 'tend to my own business, will it?
human
Nothing will ever hurt you, if you'll just do that, Boy,
gpt
May I go?
human
Yes, we're invited next week to a quilting and corn-shucking. I'll go with you.