human
Now, by God! said Strann in a ringing voice, and struck a heavy hand upon the top of the table. He regained his control, however, instantly.
gpt
Now about that price!
human
I don't know what horses are worth,
gpt
To start, then--five hundred bucks in cold cash--gold!--for your--what's his name?
human
Satan.
gpt
Eh?
human
Satan.
gpt
H-m-m! murmured Strann again.
human
Five hundred for Satan, then. How about it?
gpt
If you can ride him,
human
Oh, hell, smiled Strann with a large and careless gesture,
gpt
I'll _ride_ him, all right.
human
Then I would let you take him for nothing,
gpt
You'd--what? said Strann. Then he rose slowly from his chair and shouted; instantly the swinging doors broke open and a throng of faces appeared at the gap.
human
Boys, this gent here is going to give me the black--ha, ha, ha!--if I can ride him! He turned back on Barry.
gpt
They've heard it, he concluded,
human
Oh, yes,
gpt
What's the idea?
human
I dunno, said Jerry.
gpt
That gent looks kind of simple; but it ain't my fault if he made a rotten bargain. Here, you!