human
You git in de brush ober dar, said he.
gpt
Dere is a big meetin' goin' on, an' lots ob white folks on de roads. Mighty dang'rous runnin' 'way to-day.
human
But suppose they come after us now, won't they find us?
gpt
Golly, Massa, I reckon I ken fool dem if dey do--ef dey don't go after de dogs, an' dey aint no nigger dogs less dan eight mile, an' it's mos' night now. Reckon you uns mus' be hungry, aint ye? Looks as t'ough you didn't have nuffin to eat for a week--S-st! Mars, git in dat brush quick! Dere's white folks comin'!