human
I hope the old pistol won't miss fire,
gpt
I hope, added Bounce,
human
Never fear, said March with a quiet grin.
gpt
If he aims within a yard o' the brute he's sure to hit, for I loaded the old blunderbuss myself, an' it's crammed nigh to the muzzle with all sorts o' things, includin' stones.
human
It'll bust!
gpt
Them old things, said he,
human
How comes it, inquired Bertram,
gpt
Ay, the sneakin' brutes will attack a single wounded or worn-out old buffalo, when it falls behind the herd, and when there are lots o' their low-minded comrades along with 'em; but the buffaloes don't care a straw for a single wolf, as ye may see now if ye pay attention to what Hawkswing's doin'.