"H-o!" said Peter Peer.
"H-o!" replied Bascom.
"Whose is dose melons?" cried Peter Peer. "Wheah did dey come from?"
"Came down the bayou," said Bascom. "They's mine. Mine an' Captain Tony's."
"Gimme one?"
"Nop," said Bascom.
"Sell one?"
"N-nop, I reckon not. They ain't so many as they look."
"Heap o' cracked ones," said Peter Peer. "I'll trade yo' my play boat faw one."
"Eatin' the cracked ones," said Bascom, taking another mouthful; "they's mighty sweet."