human
Dat rascal! dat tief! Him's no trader, him's slabe-dealer; hims no go west, hims go south; an' w'at for hims go? W'at for hims carry guns so many, eh? Hims go (here the guide dropped his voice into a whisper of intense bitterness)--
gpt
Why, how did you come to know all this, said Jack,
human
W'at, no can be sure me right? ho, yis, me sartin sure. Me bery clibber. Stop, now. Did him--dat tief!--speak bery mush?
gpt
Certainly he did, a good deal.
human
Yis, ho! An' did him make _you_ speak bery mush?
gpt
I rather think he did,
human
Yis, ho! hims did. An' did him ax you plenty question, all 'bout where you go, an' where you come from, an' _de way back_ to village where we be come from? An' did hims say, when him find you was come from _sout_, dat hims was go _west_, though before dat hims hab say dat hims be go _sout_, eh?
gpt
Certainly, said Jack, with a thoughtful look,
human
Yis, ho! hims did. Me know bery well. Me see him. An' me also dood to de niggers what hims do to you. Me talk an' laugh an' sing, _den me ax dem questions_. But dey bery wise; dey no speak mush, but dey manage to speak 'nuff for me. Yis, me bam--bam--eh?
gpt
Boozle,
human
Vis, bamboozle dem altogidder, ho! ho!