human
Ef I'm spokesman, he cried,
gpt
Then he turned again quickly.
human
Astin' your pardon, miss,
gpt
That's all right, said Joan, smiling amiably.
human
What are you 'spokesman' for?
gpt
Can't rightly say, missie. Then he jerked his head in his comrades' direction.
human
Guess if you was to ast _them_, they'd call theirselves _men_.
gpt
I didn't say 'who,' I said 'what,'
human
he murmured, smearing his dirty forehead with a horny hand in the effort of his task. Then he brightened.
gpt
Why, gener'ly speakin', he went on, with sudden enthusiasm,