human
We'd better go a little slow, until we find out what it is, cautioned Thure, as he quickly fell in by the side of Bud, his own rifle held ready for instant use.
gpt
It might be Indian devilment of some kind. You know dad's last letter from the mines said that the Indians were getting ugly; and if it is hostile Indians, we want to see them first.
human
You bet we do, was Bud's emphatic rejoinder, as he again pulled up his horse.
gpt
Now, just hold Gray Cloud and I'll scout on ahead and see what's going on down there in the valley before we show ourselves,