human
down by the river. He took in at a glance the three men seated at a table in a corner of the somewhat commodious
gpt
One of them was dealing
human
to his companions. A fourth man, his dealer, was leaning against the window frame, gazing pensively down upon the slow-moving river. Two of the men at the table were newcomers in town. They had come up on the _Revere_ and they had already established themselves in his estimation as
gpt
; that is, they had been picked pretty clean by
human
in other climes before gravitating to his
gpt
He considered himself a good judge of men, and he did not like the looks of this ill-favoured pair. He had made up his mind that he did not want them hanging around the