human
Wait--you wait, Buck. You've got to hear all. You haven't heard my story yet. Wait, I tell you.
gpt
What's the use of my hearin'? You want me not to kill Greevy, because of that gal. What's she to me?
human
Nothing to you, Buck, but Clint was everything to her.
gpt
What's that--what's that you say? It's a damn lie!
human
It wasn't cards--the quarrel, not the real quarrel. Greevy found Clint kissing her. Greevy wanted her to marry Gatineau, the lumber-king. That was the quarrel.
gpt
Then she'll not be sorry when I git him. It took Clint from her as well as from me.
human
But, wait, Buck, wait one minute and hear--
gpt
Quick, the spy-glass! he flung back at Sinnet.
human
It's him, but I'll make sure.
gpt
It's Greevy--and his girl, and the half-breeds, he said, with a note in his voice that almost seemed agitation, and yet few had ever seen Sinnet agitated.
human
Em'ly must have gone up the trail in the night.
gpt
It's my turn now,