human
I jest dropped back to say--
gpt
Out of his misery, by thunder!
human
Made from gold washed by Huldah Brown.
gpt
Ye don't say?
human
I do though.
gpt
Wa'al, I never.
human
Nuther did I--adzackly.
gpt
Don't be provokin', Ephr'm--what makes you talk in that dou'fle way?
human
Wa'al, ma, the world hain't all squeezed into this yere little town of Crankett. I've been elsewheres, some, an' I've seed some funny things, and likewise some that wuzn't so funny ez they might be.
gpt
P'r'aps ye hev, but ye needn't allus be a-settin' other folks down. Mebbe Crankett ain't the whole world, but it's seed that awful case of Molly Capins, and the shipwreck of thirty-four, when the awful nor'easter wuz, an'--
human
Wa'al, wa'al, ma--don't let's fight 'bout it,