human
What are you doin', Moike?
gpt
I'm takin'--the chair--outside--where--there's a cool shade. 'Tis too hot--for you here where I'm cookin'.
human
Come, mother dear, and rest you in the cool.
gpt
Moike! Moike! cried the widow, touched by this attention.
human
he thought over his cooking.
gpt
But see if I don't be lookin' out for mother after this, and makin' it as easy for her as I can. I'd lug forty chairs ten miles, so I would, to have her praise me like that.
human
It's all there is, and I won't be sayin' a word about it, so I won't, she thought.
gpt
I'll jist tuck Larry in with Moike, and I guess I can stand it.