human
Now, Bounce, said he, as he lay down and pulled his blanket over his shoulder,
gpt
All right, lad.
human
Then, Bounce, you go ahead and tell me a story till I'm off asleep. Don't stop tellin' till I'm safe off. Pull my nose to make sure; and if I don't say `hallo!' to that, I'm all right--in the land of Nod.
gpt
Wot'll I tell ye about, boy?
human
I don't mind what--Indians, grislies, buffaloes, trappers--it's all one to me; only begin quick and go ahead strong.
gpt
Well, I ain't great at story-tellin'! P'r'aps it would be more to the p'int if I was to tell ye about what I heer'd tell of on my last trip to the Mountains. Did I ever tell ye about the feller as the trappers that goes to the far North calls the `Wild Man o' the West'?
human
No; what was he?
gpt
I dun know 'xactly wot he _was_. I'm not overly sure that I even know wot he _is_, but I know wot the trappers says of him; an' if only the half o't's true, he's a shiner, he is.
human
Wild Man's
gpt
Go on, old boy.
human
Ha! it's easy to say, `go on;' but if you know'd the 'orrible things as is said about the Wild Man o' the Mountains, p'r'aps you'd say, `Go off.' It 'll make yer blood froze.
gpt
Never mind.
human
An' yer hair git up on end.
gpt
Don't care.
human
An' yer two eyes start out o' yer head.
gpt
All right.