human
Why, honey, what ails you? I never seed you lookin' like this before.
gpt
You've never seen me ill before, answered Nan.
human
I thought the walk would do me good, but the sun--oh, Mr. Sanders! please don't ask me anything else.
gpt
Be jigged ef she ain't wuss hit than any on us! declared Mr. Sanders, to himself, as he turned away.
human
What a pity that she had to go an' git grown!