human
Getting bullish, are you, Matt? he said, rather softly.
gpt
Goin' ter keep a close tongue in your head; so that's the game? Well, I wouldn't, son, if I was you. Now, see here, Moore, and the voice perceptibly hardened, and the marshal's eyes were like flints.
human
You know me, I reckon, an' that I ain't much on boys' play. You never heard tell o' my hittin' anybody just fer fun, did yer?
gpt
An' yer never heard no one say, went on Brennan,
human
Yes, sullenly and reluctantly.
gpt
But yer haven't got nuthin' on me.
human
Oh, haven't I? Well, you shut up like a clam, and find out what I've got. You drove a young woman out here from Haskell night afore last, for Bill Lacy. Ain't abduction no crime? An' that's only one count. I've had an eye on you for more'n six months, an' Lacy's been makin' a damn cat's-paw out of you all that time. Well, Lacy is playin' his last hand right now, an' I've got the cards. The marshal paused, fully aware that he had struck home, then added quietly:
gpt
It allers struck me, Matt, that naturally you was a pretty decent fellow, but had drifted in with a bad crowd. I'm offering you now a chance to get straight again. He threw back his coat and exhibited his star.
human
Yer see, I ain't just talkin' ter yer as Dan Brennan--I'm the law.