human
Good morning, boy,
gpt
Good mawnin', mist'ess.
human
Who' d'you belong to? failed on my lips, and while those soft eyes passed over me from bonnet to mitts I gave my head as winsome a tilt as I could and inquired:
gpt
What is your name?
human
Me?
gpt
Yes, you; what is it?
human
I'm name', eh, Euonymus; yass'm.
gpt
Oh, boy, where'd your mother get that name?
human
Why, mist'ess, ain't dat a Bible name?
gpt
Oh, yes,
human
Has she a Bible name too?
gpt
Yass'm; Robelia.
human
Euonymus, I asked,
gpt
Yass'm, dey out 'pon a san'bar 'bout two hund'ed yards up de creek.
human
You and this woman, thought I again,
gpt
You, my lad, I'll help to escape!
human
Euonymus, did you ever drive a lady's coach?
gpt
Me? No'm, I never drove no lady's coach.
human
Well, boy, I'm travelling--in my own outfit.
gpt
Yass'm.
human
But I hire a new driver and span at each town and send the others back.
gpt
Yass'm,
human
My coach is now at a livery-stable in town, and I want a driver and a lady's maid.
gpt
Yass'm.
human
I'd prefer free colored people. They could come with me as far as they pleased, and I shouldn't be responsible for their return.
gpt
Yass'm,
human
Now, Euonymus, I judge by your being out here in the woods this time of day, idle, that you're both free, you and your sister, h'm?
gpt
Ro'--Robelia an' me? Eh, ye'--yass'm, as you may say, in a manneh, yass'm.
human
She is your sister, is she not?
gpt
Yass'm,
human
Us full sisteh an' brotheh--in a manneh.
gpt
Umh'm. Could you drive my coach, Euonymus?
human
What, me, mist'ess? Why, eh, o' co'se I kin drive _some_, but--