human
My gorry! exclaimed Widow Tobin,
gpt
He couldn't git himself through there with two pair o' pants on, answered Mr. Briley.
human
I expect they must have to keep limber as eels. I used to think, when I was a boy, that 't was the only thing I could ever be reconciled to do for a livin'. I set out to run away an' follow a rovin' showman once, but mother needed me to home. There warn't nobody but me an' the little gals.
gpt
You ain't the only one that's be'n disapp'inted o' their heart's desire, said Mrs. Tobin sadly.
human
answered the sympathetic driver,
gpt
Yes, Mr. Briley, but then I've had my mercies, too, said the widow somewhat grudgingly.
human
I take it master hard now, though, havin' to give up my own home and live round from place to place, if they be my own child'en. There was Ad'line and Susan Ellen fussin' an' bickerin' yesterday about who'd got to have me next; and, Lord be thanked, they both wanted me right off but I hated to hear 'em talkin' of it over. I'd rather live to home, and do for myself.
gpt
I've got consider'ble used to boardin', said Jefferson,
human
Course you would, replied Mrs. Tobin, with a sudden inspiration of opportunity which sent a welcome glow all over her.
gpt
Course you would, Jeff'son, --she leaned toward the front seat;
human
See here, Sister Tobin, he exclaimed with enthusiasm.
gpt
Why can't ye take the trouble to shift seats, and come front here long o' me? We could put one buff'lo top o' the other,--they're both wearin' thin,--and set close, and I do' know but we sh'd be more protected ag'inst the weather.
human
Well, I couldn't be no colder if I was froze to death, answered the widow, with an amiable simper.
gpt
Don't ye let me delay you, nor put you out, Mr. Briley. I don't know's I'd set forth to-day if I'd known 't was so cold; but I had all my bundles done up, and I ain't one that puts my hand to the plough an' looks back, 'cordin' to Scriptur'.
human
You wouldn't wanted me to ride all them seven miles alone?