human
Good Kid! said Bill, gripping his friend's hand.
gpt
An' you, too, whoever you are!
human
Don't mention no names, whispered Idaho.
gpt
We couldn't find no ear plugs, he chuckled, shaking hands with Red.
human
I'm too well known in this town. What'll we do with this coyote? Let him lay here?
gpt
No, answered Johnny.
human
He might roll over to Red Frank's an' get help. Picket him to a bush or cactus. Here, gimme a hand with him. I reckon he's come to, by th' way he's bracin' hisself. Little faster--time's flyin'. All right, put him down. Johnny busied himself with the last piece of rope and stood up.
gpt
Come on--Kane's stables, next.
human
Red, he said,
gpt
I like yore cussed nerve! chuckled Idaho.
human
Don't blame you, though. I'm ready.
gpt
His nerve's just plain gall! snapped Red, turning to Hopalong.
human
Think yo're sendin' me off to get a couple of cayuses, while yo're runnin' that risk in there? Get th' cayuses yoreself; _I_'ll get th' fixin's!
gpt
Don't waste time like this! growled Johnny.
human
Do as yo're told, you red-headed wart! Corwin will shore go to th' jail before he turns in. Come on, Hoppy.
gpt
That name sounds good again, chuckled Hopalong, giving Red a shove toward the stables.
human
Get them cayuses, Carrot-Top!