human
Ford Tapp was here last night, Cap'n Amazon told Louise at the breakfast table.
gpt
I cal'late he was lookin' for you, though he didn't just up an' say so. Seemed worried like for fear't you wouldn't have a good opinion of him.
human
Mercy! what has he done?
gpt
Seems it's what he ain't done. What's all this 'bout your jumpin' overboard t'other day and savin' him from drownin'?
human
Oh, uncle, you mustn't believe everything you hear!
gpt
No? But Bet Gallup says 'tis so. You air a hi-mighty plucky girl, I guess. I allus have thought so--and so did Abe. But I kind of feel as though I'm sort o' responsible for your safety an' well-bein' while you air here, and I can't countenance no such actions.
human
Now, uncle!
gpt
Fellers like Ford Tapp air as plenty as horse-briers in a sand lot; but girls like you ain't made often, I cal'late. Next time that feller has to be rescued, you let Bet Gallup do it.