human
I ain't sure whether they're ahead or behind us, said he.
gpt
At any rate you can't turn back now.
human
But they may kill us!
gpt
They're bound to rob as anyway,
human
That depends entirely upon all hands present, said Jack.
gpt
Are all of you armed?
human
You can just gamble on it I am.
gpt
Any of you afraid to fight, if it became necessary?
human
I'd rather not if I could avoid It, replied a thin fellow, with a hacking cough.
gpt
Fighting isn't my fort.
human
Waal, I guess you'll pull a trigger if you saw a gang of masked bandits trying to bore a hole in your head.
gpt
I fancy I would.
human
That's settled then. Now you see my stage?
gpt
Yes, and a queer one she is!
human
She is bullet proof. I propose that as she is safer than your ramshackle old wooden affair, all hands get inside of her, and let me carry you through.
gpt
But what about my horses?
human
Hitch them on to this vehicle. Throw those rubbers over my stage to hide her outline. You can also put your lamps on here and drive for us. That will draw the bandits from cover. My friends are all armed and ready to fire the moment they show their noses.