human
If you feel good and ready, Miss Broomfield, we might take the road again.
gpt
She be tired out, declared Mrs. Yellam.
human
Anybody but a man'd see that. You let Miss Broomfield bide along wi' us, Alferd; she can bide so long as she's a mind to.
gpt
What a notion, askin' a young maid to bide along wi' two old women, when every bird i' the trees is a-singing to his mate. But 'tis true, Miss Broomfield be leg-weary, after climbing our hills. Take her down river, Alferd. Do 'ee borrow the miller's boat.
human
That I will, said Alfred.
gpt
And glad he'll be to oblige me, too. Come on, miss. 'Tis only a step to the mill.
human
I be flambergasted, Susan.
gpt
So be I.
human
A very pretty, modest maid.
gpt
Alferd might do worse; I allows that.
human
So do I, Susan.
gpt
Alferd be fair daffy about her, that's a fact. Miffed as I may well be at his choosin' a sweetheart who looks, seemin'ly, as if a puff o' wind'd blow her bang out o' parish, I sticks to what I says, the boy might ha' done worse.
human
Boy, indeed! He be a man.
gpt
Then Alferd have told 'ee as he wants her?
human
Don't 'ee repeat it. He have.
gpt
Then he'll get her. A big strong feller like that feels wonnerful cuddlesome when he comes acrost they delicate, abstemious females. 'Tis as sartain as we be sitting here that he'll put the question in his own good time.
human
We be on the skirts o' great happenings. If 'tis the Lard's Will, I have nothing to say.