human
Ha! ha! cried aunt Jenny, laughing, yet panting from the struggle.
gpt
I know de way in. He not keep me here two months for nothing, arter missus die. Why, old Sambo, arn't you 'shamed of yourself?
human
I'se an old man, said the negro, again advancing towards me.
gpt
And I'se a nigger; but I can tell you, mas'r, dere will be udders here very soon, not so old, not so black as I be.
human
Who may they be?
gpt
Why, mas'r Thornton, answered the man;
human
As to Mr. Thornton and his son, I answered,
gpt
Prison! ejaculated the man.
human
Prison! You don't say mas'r Thornton in prison?
gpt
Yes, I answered, assuming a very potential air;
human
Lor' bless 'ee, mas'r, I got no oats and hay,
gpt
Then give him some corn, I replied, in a peremptory tone.
human
I shall come down presently and see that he eats it. Be quick; do what I tell you. Return here quickly, for I want to speak more with you.