human
She's Molly Casey of the Casey Mine, he told him.
gpt
Sandy Bourke's her guardian. We'll make him come through with twenty or thirty thousand, sabe? But there ain't enough to go all round and make a showing.
human
You go ahead, Cookie, and open up the gate, said Plimsoll. Hahn and Butch were speeding Donald Keith on his way with close-flung bullets.
gpt
I'm going to have a little private talk with this lady. Go to the cabin and get some grub ready. There's plenty there. Spread yourself. We'll be along in a little while. That was a nice job of roping you did. I won't forget it.
human
Allus c'ud lass' fair to middlin', grinned the man through yellow, stumpy teeth.
gpt
That's why I tote a rope. An' I sure had a purty target.