human
It's Carson, he interjected, as he listened.
gpt
They haven't cut the wires across the river yet.--Hello, Carson. Was it a break or a cut? ... Bully for you.... Yes, move the mules across to the potrero beyond Tamcochin.... Who's at the water station? ... Can you still 'phone him? ... Tell him to keep the tanks full, and to shut off the main to Arico. Also, to hang on till the last minute, and keep a horse saddled to cut and run for it. Last thing before he runs, he must jerk out the 'phone.... Yes, yes, yes. Sure. No breeds. Leave full-blooded Indians in charge. Gabriel is a good _hombre_. Heaven knows, once we're chased out, when we'll get back.... You can't pinch down Jaramillo under twenty-five hundred barrels. We've got storage for ten days. Gabriel'll have to handle it. Keep it moving, if we have to run it into the river----
human
Ask him if he has a launch,
gpt
He hasn't, was Wemple's answer.
human
The federals commandeered the last one at noon.
gpt
Say, Carson, how are you going to make your get-away?
human
Says there isn't any get-away, Wemple vouchsafed to the other two.
gpt
The federals are all over the shop, and he can't understand why they haven't raided him hours ago.
human
You know Campos, José H. Campos, he volunteered.
gpt
The dirty cur's stuck Carson up for twenty thousand pesos. We had to pay, or he'd have compelled half our peons to enlist or set the wells on fire. And you know, Davies, what we've done for him in past years. Gratitude? Simple decency? Great Scott!