human
I expect you're going to carry 'em over to the burying-ground?
gpt
Yes 'm, said the hostess, now well started in conversation and in quite her every-day manner.
human
You see I was goin' over to my brother's folks to-morrow in South Fairfield, to pass the day; they said they were goin' to send over to-morrow to leave a wagon at the blacksmith's, and they'd hitch that to their best chaise, so I could ride back very comfortable. You know I have to avoid bein' out in the mornin' sun?