human
Annythin' to see?
gpt
No, answered Johnny, turning to reenter the building.
human
Just feelin' their oats, I reckon.
gpt
replied Quayle, stepping back to let his guest pass through.
human
An' 'twould be fine humor to swing 'em from their own. Hist! he warned, listening to the immoderate laughter which came rapidly nearer.
gpt
Here's Idaho; he'll know it all.
human
Funniest thing you ever heard! he panted.
gpt
Corwin's arrested that Bill Long an' Red Thompson. Took a full dozen to do it, an' half of 'em are cripples now. Th' pe-rade I saw was Corwin an' a bunch escortin' 'em over to th' jail. Ain't we got a rip-snortin' fool for a sheriff? His levity died swiftly, to give way to slowly rising anger.
human
With this country fair crowded with crooks he can't find nobody to throw in jail except two friendless strangers! D--n his hide, I got a notion to pry 'em out and turn 'em loose before mornin', just to make things right, an' take some of th' swellin' out of his flat head. It's a cussed shame.