human
Of all things! exclaimed the housekeeper.
gpt
I s'pose I should pity the two of you if you feel the way you look. But, for the lan' sakes, Josiah, let go the minister's arms this very minute. You're crushing them.
human
We was having a friendly little argument, hey, Mack?
gpt
Then, I'd hate to see you in a real fight. Things must be going to your head, Josiah.
human
That's a fact, Clemmie, they be, but they're clearing it up.
gpt
You need some of that liniment. Your worrying has put your stomach out. I'll fix up a dose for you.
human
No you won't neither. It ain't liniment I want, it's something for the outside.
gpt
Josiah! You're clean off in your head, going out a night like this! It's raining pitchforks, and is past ten o'clock.
human
Don't you worry, Clemmie. I ain't crazy. I've just got back what little sense I was born with. I'm sailing my _Jennie P._ to the city. Good-bye.