human
suddenly declared the man with the scrubby beard one evening, after the tin dishes had been cleared away.
gpt
It's jealousy! He narrowed his eyes out through the darkness in the direction of the horses.
human
Who ever 'u'd believe old Tom out there 'u'd show jealousy? I see it, though, the first day. You recollect we made a heap of the black, kind of petting him up some, and Tom, bein', as he sure is, an intelligent hoss, I reckon he figured it out that he'd played the game and been faithful all along, and then to see himself set back that way by a complete stranger, it jest nachelly made him sore. Same as it would you or me, mebbe, if we was informed polite and all that from headquarters that they was a new man comin' to jine us that was the pure quill whichever way you looked at him. Old Tom is bein' et up with jealousy, I'm regretful to say.
gpt
Animiles feels things a heap more'n humans does, put in the little man known as the Professor.
human
But they're more reserved in showin' 'em out. Yit when they do show 'em out, they're a lot less polite about it than humans.
gpt
Nachelly, snapped the lean man, glaring savagely across the fire at the other.
human
But that ain't tellin' us what ails the black, he went on, dropping the subject of the white and taking up with the symptoms of the black, evidently through perverseness.
gpt
He's solemn and dumpish, he declared, thoughtfully,
human
Did you look?
gpt
Yes, I-- began the lean man, only to check himself with an angry snort. Then he shifted the topic again, reverting to the case of old Tom.
human
That white hoss'll about push that matter to a finish, he declared.
gpt
See if what I say don't pan out! Tom he'll just about obey that law o' nature which animals has knowed from long before the ark, but which us humans is just gettin' a hold on. He'll remove the cause--old Tom will--or get himself removed. He ain't nobody's fool--nor never was!