human
Say, Jude had already adopted the guise of the man with a purpose,
gpt
Only his own, I fancy. Gaston replied, without turning.
human
He wants to keep his soul and body together. Seeking his lost health, you know.
gpt
What makes him fancy he lost it up here?
human
He doesn't. He lost it down there among books, bad air, and foolish living. His physicians tell him his only chance for life is up in this region. Some day more of the big doctors will shut down on drugs and give Nature a try.
gpt
Umph! Jude shook himself.
human
Put a log on, he commanded Joyce. Then:
gpt
He preached a durned mess of nonsense the last time he was visiting us, he continued.
human
I didn't have any inclination to take his guff myself, but I don't half like the idee, now that I've slept on it, of his coming in here as a disturbing element, so to speak. Living and minding your business, is one thing; interfering with other folks' business is another. Filmer, he told me a time back that he ain't had a comfortable spree since that young feller was here. He sort of upset Jock's stomach with his gab. The women, too, was considerable taken with him--he's the sort that makes fool women take notice. It ain't pleasant to think of that sissy-boy actually setting up housekeeping here, and reflecting upon old established ways, with any tommy-rot about clearing trails and such foolishness.
gpt
Going to retire from the contractorship, Jude?
human
Not much! Jude rose also.
gpt
Only beginning right is half the battle, and I say for one, and Tate he was saying the same this morning, that we'd better stamp out any upraisings in the start, now that it's likely to be a staying on, 'stead of a visit. When I select a teacher, Jude was following his guest to the outer door,
human
I ain't going to take up with no white-livered infant. See you to-morrow, Mr. Gaston?
gpt
Oh, certainly. Good night, Jude. Good night, Joyce.
human
Why don't you speak, Joyce? Mr. Gaston is saying good night.
gpt
Good night,