Giz. 'S river raisin'?
Lut'er. Nup!
[Silence.]
Giz. Fallin'?
Lut'er. Nup!
Giz. Standin' still?
Lut'er. Uh!
[The conversation might continue if Giz did not catch a mosquito on his leg.]
Giz. Gosh! A galler-nipper at noonday!
[Lut'er scratches back of his ear warily.]