human
You ain't a stranger here no longer, said Idaho, blowing out a cloud of smoke.
gpt
You got two good enemies, an' a one-hoss friend. Stayin' long?
human
About half an hour. I got a little bunch of cows on th' drive west of here, an' they ought to be at Twitchell an' Carpenter's corrals about now. Havin' rid in to fix up bed an' board for my little outfit, I'm now on my way to finish deliverin' th' herd. See you later if yo're in town tonight.
gpt
I don't aim to go back to th' ranch till tomorrow, replied Idaho, and he hesitated.
human
I'm sorry you horned in on that ruckus--there's mebby trouble bloomin' out of that for you. Don't you get careless till yo're a day's ride away from this town. Here, before you go, meet Ed Doane. He's one of th' few white men in this runt of a town.
gpt
Pleased to meet up with you, Mr.--Mr.----?
human
Nelson, prompted the stranger.
gpt
How do you do, Mr. Doane?
human
Half an' half, answered the dispenser of liquids, and then waved a large hand at the smiling youth.
gpt
Shake han's with Idaho Norton, who was never closer to Idaho than Parsons Corners, thirty miles northwest of here. Idaho's a good boy, but shore impulsive. He's spent most of his life practicin' th' draw, et cetery; an' most of his money has went for ca'tridges. Some folks say it ain't been wasted. Will you gents smoke a cigar with me?