human
What we goin' to do, Giraffe?
gpt
Stand up for our rights, that's what, replied the other, in about the same style of voice.
human
They ain't going to chase me out of this camp, not if I know it.
gpt
But they're ugly, and mean to give us trouble,
human
You mean they think they are, returned Giraffe, grinding his teeth, as if by that method he could infuse his soul with more of the fighting spirit that was required to grapple with the situation.
gpt
When they start to making a rough house here somebody's liable to get hurt. And as we hold guns, and they ain't got any, you c'n easy see who it's apt to be.
human
All right, Giraffe; tell me what to do, that's all; because you see, I'm that rattled I just can't think for myself.
gpt
Keep as cool as you can, Bumpus, and it'll all come out right. If we can't handle a pair of fellers as unsteady as they are, it'll be some queer.
human
But if they keep right along comin' at us?
gpt
Then shoot!
human
Right at 'em?
gpt
Oh! aim at their legs, like I'll do, returned Giraffe.
human
We'd hadn't ought to do anything worse than that. But mark me, Bumpus, when they see we mean business, they won't dare come far.