human
Bob!
gpt
Yessuh,
human
Whar are you doing here?
gpt
Nothin', Ole Cap'n--jes doin' nothin', said Bob, with the _naïveté_ of a child.
human
Jes lookin' for you.
gpt
Is that your negro?
human
He's my servant, sir.
gpt
Well, we don't allow soldiers to take their valets to the field.
human
My servant at home, sir, I meant. He came of his own accord.
gpt
Nothin', Ole Cap'n--jes doin' nothin'--jes lookin' for you.
human
Go find Basil, Crittenden said to Bob,
gpt
he added in a lower tone,
human
Yessuh,
gpt
I thought you were a Captain,
human
Not exactly.
gpt
Forward, shouted the Lieutenant,
human
Well, I swear, he said heartily, and, as Crittenden moved forward, Grafton stood looking after him.
gpt
A regular--I do be damned!