human
It's late, ain't it? asked Molly.
gpt
Will we miss that train?
human
There's others, answered Sandy.
gpt
Or, if there ain't any mo' ter-night, we'll hire us a car an' keep movin'. Yo're sure game, Molly; he added admiringly,
human
I'll be glad when we start goin' down, fer a change,
gpt
I'll tighten up yore cinches, said Sandy.
human
Worst of the climb's jest ahead. Then we start to drop down t'other side. You don't have to git off. Trail's bound to be better once we git atop the mesa and start down. Mesa's right narrer, as I remember. T'other side's away from the weather. There's a cañon with oak trees an' a stream of water.
gpt
You ain't much furtheh to go, li'l' hawss, he chatted on.
human
Downhill all the way soon an' then a drink to wash out yore mouth an' the best feed in Caroca fo' the pair of you.
gpt
Gits dark mighty quick up here,