human
If you think my judgment is any good, said Westlake,
gpt
Miss Bailey an' her nephew are goin' to take a chance, said Sandy.
human
Me an' my two partners are lookin' for claims located by the man who first discovered the camp. They can't get away an' we'll see Miss Mirandy settled first.
gpt
Me, I aim to take up a claim, said Mormon.
human
So does Sam.
gpt
Who's goin' to work it? asked Sandy.
human
You-all forget that we agreed when we went into the ranchin' business together not to go into speculations on the side 'thout mutual consent. From what I can make out from Westlake's talk speculation is a mild term fo' lookin' fo' gold. I don't consent, by a long shot. We got Molly's claims to look after with our interest in 'em, an' I've a hunch that's goin' to occupy all our time we got to spare. What does Roarin' Russell do in the camp, he asked Westlake, seemingly irrelevantly,
gpt
He is a sort of bouncer, or capper for that gambling joint run by Plimsoll.
human
I ain't surprised. Plimsoll's figgerin' that he'll get a big chunk of whatever's dug out, 'thout takin' any chances on diggin'. W'udn't wonder but what he figgers to run the camp, mo' ways than one, with a few bullies like Roarin' Russell to help him.
gpt
This Casey, said Westlake,
human
As I understand it, replied Sandy,
gpt
And he hasn't taken up any claims? said Westlake.
human
Despite his gambling investment, I should have thought he would.
gpt
He's got an interest in one or two, I fancy, or thinks he has,