human
It's mighty kind of 'em not to shoot _us_, but they know how to get away all the same.
gpt
They know too much about shootin' for _me_ to foller 'em any more,
human
They can't keep up that gait for ever, said Bill Braymer.
gpt
I'm goin' to foller 'em on foot, if it takes all night; I'll get even with em for that hoss they've done me out of.
human
I'm with you, Bill, remarked Pete Williamson,
gpt
I 'llow I've had enough of this here kind of thing, said he,
human
No signs of him back yonder, but there's blood-tracks beginnin' in the middle of the road, an' leanin' along this way. Come on!