human
By Jove, Jim, he said,
gpt
I believe it, Jack, said Sedgwick;
human
And so, said Browning,
gpt
I have been thinking of that, said Sedgwick,
human
I have a notion, said Browning,
gpt
That will not work, replied Sedgwick;
human
I looked, and all the lower ladders have been taken down.
gpt
I have it, Jack, said he. Lighting his candle, he groped around in the cross-cut, and found a splinter from a lagging. Fishing out a stump of a pencil from the pocket of his pantaloons, he said,
human
Where is your money, Browning?
gpt
In the California Bank,
human
All right, was the response. Then on the splinter he wrote for a moment, and then said,
gpt
How is this? and in a whisper read:
human
California Bank, Please pay to John W. Mackay whatever funds may be to our respective credits.
gpt
What is your idea, Jim?
human
I mean to lay for Mackay, and when he comes down ask him, quietly, to read the writing when he gets up into daylight.
gpt
But what will he think we want?
human
He will know mighty quick, said Sedgwick;
gpt
What think you he will do?
human
If he believes it safe, and the right kink is on him, he will draw our money and buy us some stock, said Sedgwick.
gpt
He made his money that way, and it is not long since he was a timberman on this same lode.
human
Why not word it differently, and ask him squarely to buy the stock?
gpt
Why, Jack, was the reply,
human
All right, everything goes,
gpt
How did you come to be here, Jim?