human
You come along with me,
gpt
Now, continued Sundown, when they had withdrawn a few yards into the scrub,
human
Shoot me! he exclaimed, looking the robber full in the face.
gpt
Why did you save me a minute ago? I prefer to die. Shoot me, and have done with it.
human
Open your coat,
gpt
There. Shoot!
human
Empty that pocket.
gpt
Open it.
human
How much is in it?
gpt
A hundred and thirty pounds.
human
Good! Cheques!
gpt
More notes.
human
Take them, if you are going to,