human
By this time my deputy had his wind. His revolver was gone, but he jumped the second stranger with little enough hesitation and they battled royally for several minutes in the dark. Unfortunately, it was an unequal match. The intruder apparently was a stocky man, built with the strength of a battleship. He got away also, without leaving anything behind him to serve for identification.
gpt
You have no more description than of the first man?
human
Unfortunately not. Medium height, a little inclined to be stocky, strong as a longshoreman--that's all.
gpt
Are you sure your deputy isn't romancing?
human
Positively! He's the son of one of our best families here, a sportsman and an athlete. I knew he loved a lark, or a chance for adventure, and so I impressed him and a companion as deputies when I met them on the street on my way up to Phelps's house just after the tragedy.