human
Well, he grumpily responded,
gpt
An hour of your time,
human
Time's money,
gpt
I'm the lad to transmute it into fine gold for you, Seth Upham,
human
How do you know my name?
gpt
That's a foolish question to ask. Everyone in town can tell a stranger the name of the man who keeps the village store.
human
Come, said the stranger,
gpt
Them that come to this store to loaf, my uncle cried,
human
Well, I ain't proud, the stranger said with a conciliatory gesture, but without the faintest flicker of a smile.
gpt
It won't be the first time I've set on a cracker-box and talked to Seth Upham. I mind a time once when old Parker used to keep the store, and me and you had stole our hats full of crackers, which we ate in the little old camp over by the river.
human
Who, cried Uncle Seth,