human
It seems that our friend Andrew isn't exactly satisfied with the way you bungled that job.
gpt
How's that?
human
You left too many straws for the beaks to take hold of.
gpt
You know the job was a botch?
human
I don't know nothin' about it.
gpt
Well, anyhow, Andrew does, and he refuses to pay a cent until somebody goes up for the murder of that girl. Do you understand?
human
No, I don't!
gpt
Well, so long as the hounds are on the scent there's danger to Andrew, that to you must be plain enough; and danger to yourself as well. Now, why not fix the crime on some one, and thus make it safe for Andrew and you beyond peradventure? That is the plan, and until that is carried out my friend Barkswell doesn't propose to pay out any money.
human
And he wants me to fix that thing of killin' the gal onto an innersent man.
gpt
Exactly.
human
Good land, what does he take me for?
gpt
A man who is ready to work on any line for money.
human
Wal, when he pays me fur puttin' a head on Sile Keene, then I'll look to 'tother biz. But I hain't no fool, and I reckin' you ain't 'goin' cordin' to orders from Andy!
gpt
Why do you think so?
human
Because, sense he didn't kill the gal, why shu'd he keer 'bout gittin' someone else in the limbo. Partner, you ain't sharp.
gpt
I may not be. Of course Andrew didn't kill the girl, but he knows who did, and--
human
Does he? Then somebody's peached.
gpt
Not necessary. Andy Barkswell's not a fool, Mr. Jounce.
human
No?