human
Here's another queer twist, grumbled Burton, as all three got out to make a close survey of the wagon.
gpt
What do you think of it, Matt?
human
Phew! gurgled the cowboy, drawing back.
gpt
There's a mineral well, in Lafayette, that's a dead ringer for the smell inside that cage wagon.
human
I haven't had it swabbed out yet,
gpt
Here's the hole where Carl dropped out the paper scraps,
human
And here's something else, pard!
gpt
What do you make of it, Joe?
human
Well, answered McGlory, reading the
gpt
human
Great guns! murmured Burton.
gpt
My runabout!
human
I think it's pretty clear now, observed Matt.
gpt
Aurung Zeeb and Haidee didn't get away at the same time Ben Ali and Carl did, or else they took a different course. Anyhow, they came up with the wagon. The runabout's faster, so the whole party went on with it.
human
They might get three people into the runabout, by crowding, said Burton,
gpt
That's why the horse was taken from the monkey wagon, went on Matt.
human
Aurung Zeeb or Ben Ali must have ridden the animal.
gpt
By Jove, King, I wish I had your head for getting at things! That was the way of it--it _must_ have been the way of it. Let's pile back into the machine and hustle on.