human
Hey! Is your mudder home?
gpt
All right! Tell her to come out, a minute.
human
Oh, we'd better go in and ask for a drink, Carl.
gpt
Just as you say, Missus. But dese farmer people don't stand on fussin'. You'se can ask her right out if she wants to sell any old thing she's got in the attic or cellar.
human
How do you know?
gpt
Oh! That's why you knew where to drive us, eh?
human
No, 'cause he never come this road, yet. He mapped it out, once, and said he would try it some day. That's why he told me which road to foller today.
gpt
My ma's kneadin' bread an' can't get out, this minit. She says if you want somethun, fer you to come in and see _her_!