human
Don't look much as if we'd thrown th' cunnin' devils off our trail, does it? Ham grumbled, as our little company again started on their journey.
gpt
and his face clouded.
human
They might have sneaked up ahind Dickson or Thure jest as easy an' knocked 'em senseless an' bound an' gagged 'em. Reckon we've got tew be more keerful or they'll git th' map yit. 'Bout how much longer will it take us tew git tew that thar canyon?
gpt
We ought to make it in three days sure, answered Dickson.
human
Stackpole and I did it in a little over two days from here; but, on account of the pack-horses, it will probably take us a little longer.
gpt
Shore you remember th' trail?
human
Yes, and Dickson's eyes turned northward.
gpt
Now that I am on the ground, things come back to me. See that opening between those two mountains? and Dickson pointed to a ravine-like depression between two mountains some four or five miles away.
human
Well, I know we went up that ravine, because Stackpole pointed it out to me right from here, just as I am pointing it out to you; and that ravine, after a couple of miles, widens out into quite a little valley, with the mountain, called Three Tree Mountain on the map, near its upper end.
gpt
Wal, we shore was in luck, Dick, when we took you intew th' partnership, Ham declared heartily;