human
Say, Lil, old gal! Lil Nettleton!--Dick--Dick Hosford, ye know! Ain't I tellin' the truth? ain't it all a mistake, and ain't you goin' the other way--with _me_, ye know--yes, 'long with Dick?
gpt
Say, you?--mister?--don't give the gal that ticket! It's all a mistake!
human
Why, Dick, where under heaven did _you_ come from?
gpt
Lil, gal, said poor Dick, wiping the tears of joy out of his eyes,
human
I come all the way from Californy fur ye, found ye gone and the old folks all bust and banged up about it. Fur six weary weeks I've been huntin', huntin' ye up and down, here and yon, and was goin' back to Terre Haute, sell the d----d farm I bought fur ye, and skip back to the Slope to kill Injuns, or somethin', to drown my sorrow, fur I told the old folks I'd bring ye back, or never set foot in them diggin's agin'!