human
What does he look like, marm?--the husband I mean. I never wanted an excuse to put a hole through a feller ez bad ez I do this mornin'!
gpt
Don't--don't hurt him, for God's sake! cried the woman.
human
He ain't a good husband--he's run off with another woman, but--but he's Johnny's father. Yet, if you could get Johnny back--he's the only comfort I ever had in the world, the dear little fellow--oh, dear me!
gpt
Tell us 'bout 'em. Whar hev they gone to? what do they luk like? Mebbe I ken git him fur yer,
human
GET HIM--GET JOHNNY!
gpt
Get him--get Johnny? cried the woman, falling on her knees, and seizing Jude's hand.
human
I can't give you anything for doin' it, but I'll pray for you, as long as I've got breath, that God may reward you!
gpt
I reckon, said Jude, as he awkwardly disengaged his hand,
human
He _is_ a big man, replied the woman,
gpt
Reckon I'll judge fur myself, interrupted Jude, starting off toward the creek, and followed by the woman.
human
I know whar Wider Beckel's is, an'--an' I've done enough stealin', I guess, to be able to grab a little boy without gittin' ketched. Spanish Crick's purty deep along here, an' the current runs heavy, but--