human
G--d!
gpt
He's gone, said Hopalong, softly.
human
Nothing can save him. It would be a mercy--
gpt
Can't do it, said Red.
human
Can you?
gpt
We got to try th' other first, he said.
human
It's wrong--but there's nothin' else. We ain't doctors, an' there may be a fightin' chance. Hobble th' cayuses. We'll both tackle him--one alone might have to be too rough, for he'll mebby fight.
gpt
He's down, said Red as he swung from his saddle.
human
Lookin' right at us, too, an' don't see us.