human
There, I think that will stop the blood! Now, let's see what other hurts he has, and Thure passed his hands gently over the man's head.
gpt
Two bumps--whoppers! Either enough to knock the senses out of an ox; but, I reckon, they've done no mortal damage. It's the stab wound that I am most afraid of. What do you make out of it all anyway?
human
Plain robbery and attempted murder, Bud answered gravely.
gpt
The man is evidently a miner, and his eyes rested on the long unkempt hair and beard, the weather-bronzed skin, and the rough worn clothing of the wounded man;
human
Reckon you're right, agreed Thure.
gpt
Leastwise there's no use of speculating over it longer now. The thing to do is to get him home as soon as we can. Mother is powerful good doctoring hurts. Just see if you can get him up on the saddle in front of me. I reckon that'll be the safest way to carry him,