human
De riv', she look lak hell w'en you stan' an' see her go pas'. But she ain' so bad she look. W'en de boat git een de wattaire she ron so fas' lak de res', an' she 'bout de sam' lak she stan' still.
gpt
Yes--but the boat--the heavy ferry--they couldn't handle her in the water.
human
Dey ain' got for han'l. De riv' she han'l. W'en de boat com' on de plac', w'at you call, de ben'--w'ere de riv' she mak' de turn, de boat she gon git shov' on de bank. Mebbe-so dey don' gon on de bank, w'en de daylight com' some wan see um an' com' in de boat an' tak' um off.
gpt
Whut's up?
human
Have you a boat?
gpt
A boat! What the hell am I runnin', a cow outfit or a summer resort? A boat! Er mebbe you think I fish fer a livin'? Mebbe I'm runnin' a ferry? Mebbe I want the hull damn country raisin' hell around here all night! No, I hain't got no boat! An' I never had none, an' don't want none! The man's senseless anger seemed to increase as though the imputation that he might have owned a boat were in some way an insult.
human
What the hell would I want of a boat?
gpt
W'at de hell! W'at de hell! W'at de hell you wan' wit de ponch on de nose--but you git wan jes' de sam'! As he spoke, his fist shot out and landed squarely in the man's face, and as he staggered back into the cabin, the half-breed put spurs to his horse and the two rode swiftly into the dark.
human
Dat do um good--mebbe-so nex' tam som' wan com' 'long he ain' stan' an' holler 'W'at de hell! W'at de hell!' so mooch.
gpt
A'm t'ink mebbe-so de boat on de odder side. 'Long tam A'm watch de drift. De heavy stuff--de tree an' de beeg log, dey mos' all on odder side. A'm t'ink dat better we cross. A'm t'ink dat boat lan' befor' dis--we com' pas' it.
human
But how are we ever going to buck this current? If we've past it we'll have to go up stream to find it.
gpt
We hont de ranch an' git de hoss an' ride 'long de edge.
human
But, suppose they haven't landed? Suppose they've drifted on down?
gpt
S'pose dey gon' on down--we can't ketch um. Dey got de beeg start. De riv' she car' de ferry joost so fas' lak she car' de leetle boat. S'pose dey gon' too far for ride back, dey com' back on train. But, me--A'm t'ink dey lan' befor' dis. We com' bout feefty mile. You fol' Ol' Bat--we fin' um.