human
Who is it?
gpt
Holbrook, came the answer, shaky and faint.
human
They got me twice, an' my cayuse, too. Reckon I busted my leg when he went down--I shore sailed a-plenty afore I lit.
gpt
You got one! called an exultant voice. A match flared and in a moment the cheerful discoverer called again.
human
Sanchez, that Greaser monte dealer of Kane's. Plumb through th' mouth an' neck, Pete! I call that _shootin'_, with th' dark an' all----