human
Why, Mah'sr George! Is dat you?
gpt
Yes, it's me, said the man.
human
Shake hands, Aunt Matilda.
gpt
I thought you was down in Mississippi; Mah'sr George, said the old woman;
human
Couldn't do it, said the man.
gpt
It didn't suit me, down there. Five years of it was enough for me.
human
Enough fur dem, too, p'r'aps!
gpt
I didn't intend to stop here, but I heard such a barking and screaming in your cabin, that I turned out of my way to see what the row was about. I've just come up from the railroad. Does old Michaels keep store here yet?
human
No, he don't, said Aunt Matilda;
gpt
Is that so? cried the man.
human
Why, it was on old Michaels's account that I was sneakin' around the village. Why, I'm mighty glad I stopped here. It makes things different if old Michaels isn't about.
gpt
Well, ye might as well go 'long, said Aunt Matilda, who seemed to be getting into a bad humor.
human
There's others who knows jist as much about yer bad doin's as Mah'sr Michaels did.
gpt
I suppose you mean that meddling humbug, John Loudon,
human
Now, look h'yar, you George Mason? cried Aunt Matilda, making one long step toward the whitewash bucket;