human
It's mighty lucky you've come 'ome, sir. There's been merry 'ell 'erself between our boys and the Fillmore boys, and they're likely to be killin' each other off at Alamo Springs to-day. They 'ad shots over a maverick yesterday, and the swearin' they've been doin' 'ad enough fire and brimstone in it to swamp 'ell 'erself.
gpt
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human
Well, sir, accordin' to my reckonings, 'ell is a woman, or two women, or a thousand of 'em, accordin' as a man 'as made it, and bein' female it 'as to be called 'er.
gpt
Emerson, you're in big luck that that confounded thug in the kitchen hasn't cut your throat yet.
human
Oh, he won't do anything to me, Mead replied, smiling.
gpt
I reckon likely he is a thug, or a crook of some sort, but he won't do me any harm.
human
Don't you be too sure, Emerson, said Tuttle, looking concerned.
gpt
It's the first time I've ever seen him, but I don't think I'd like to have him around me on dark nights.
human
He is a good cook and he keeps the house as neat and clean as a woman would. He won't try to do anything to me because I'm not big enough game. He knows I never keep money at the ranch, and that I haven't got very much, any way. Besides, he's seen me shoot, and I don't think he wants to run up against my gun.