human
Am Massa Swift any better, Massa Tom?
gpt
We can't tell yet,
human
Well, if he doan't git well, den I'm goin' t' sell mah mule,
gpt
Sell Boomerang! Bless my curry comb! what for?
human
explained Eradicate.
gpt
He's got so attached t' dis place, an' all de folkes on it, dat he'd feel so sorry ef--ef--well, ef any ob 'em went away, dat I couldn't git no mo' wuk out ob him, no how. So ef Massa Swift doan't git well, den I an' Boomerang parts!
human
Well, we hope it won't happen, said Tom, greatly touched by the simple grief of Eradicate. The young inventor was silent a moment, and then he softly added:
gpt
I--I wonder when--when we'll know?
human
Soon now, I think,