human
Come right into the house with me, my man, said Mr. March;
gpt
Oh, thank you! said the man.
human
I've been thinkin' I'd give all the ore in this 'ere wagon for a first-rate cup of tea. I don't never carry tea: only coffee; but I've turned against coffee these last two days;
gpt
What'd you say you had in your wagon?
human
Ore,
gpt
Oar! he said.
human
Why, I didn't see any thing but rocks.
gpt
Not 'oar,' to row with, Rob, said Mr. March;
human
Silver ore, I suppose,
gpt
Yes, he said;
human
Oh! tell me about it, he said. And Nelly, coming up closer, exclaimed, in a tone unusually eager for her,
gpt
And me too. Is the mountain made of silver, like the mountains in fairy stories?
human
Oh, ma'am, he said,
gpt
I haven't tasted any thing that went right to the spot's that does, for months; if it wouldn't trouble ye too much, I'd like one more cup. He drank the second cup as quickly as he had the first; then he leaned his head back in the chair, and said:
human
I feel like a new man now. I guess that was the medicine I needed. I reckon I can go on this afternoon.
gpt
No, said Mr. March:
human
You're very kind, said the man:
gpt
I don't know but I'd better stay.
human
Oh, do! do! said Rob; and
gpt
said Nelly.
human
Stay and tell us all about the mountain of silver and the Moose; does the Moose draw out the silver?