human
Why, Mr. Whitter, said the young gentleman,
gpt
Ay, ay, answered the farmer, a look of dull cunning rising to his face.
human
I don't like the look of things. I've had a hint. I guess there are other places better than the forest just now--though not so warm, mayhap.
gpt
Why, what is the matter? asked Walter;
human
Oh no, answered the farmer, looking uncomfortable, and giving his bridle a little sort of jerk, as if he wished to pass on.
gpt
The forest's too full of Ingians for my notion; but as you and your father are so fond of them and they of you, there's no harm will come to you, I guess.