human
You have rather got the better of me, Westcott, he said, shrugging his shoulders, as though dismissing the subject.
gpt
You refer to the New York newspaper woman?
human
I do--Miss Stella Donovan.
gpt
I have not the pleasure of that lady's acquaintance, but Timmons informed me this morning that she had taken the late train last night for the East--isn't that true, Enright?
human
This is the situation: I was the man listening at the window of your shack last night. Moore may, or may not have recognised me, but, nevertheless, I was the man. I was there long enough to overhear a large part of your conversation. I know why you consented to close down La Rosita for the present; I know your connection with this gang of crooks from New York; I know that Fred Cavendish was not murdered, but is being held a prisoner somewhere, until Enright, here, can steal his money under some legal form. I know you have claimed, and been promised, your share of the swag--isn't that true?
gpt
It's very damn interesting anyway--but not so easy to prove. What next?
human
This: Enright told you who Stella Donovan was, and what he suspected her object might be. Force is the only method you know anything about, and no other means occurred to you whereby the girl could be quickly put out of the way. This was resorted to last night after you returned to Haskell. I do not pretend to know how it was accomplished, nor do I greatly care. Through some lie, no doubt. But, anyway, she was inveigled into leaving the hotel, seized by you and some of your gang, forced into a wagon, and driven off by Matt Moore.
gpt
You are a good dreamer. Why not ask Timmons to show you the letter she left?
human
I have already seen it. You thought you had the trail well covered. That note was written not by Miss Donovan, but by the blonde in your outfit. The whole trouble is that your abduction of Stella Donovan was witnessed from a back window of the hotel.
gpt
Who says that?
human
I am mentioning no names at present, but the very fact that I know these things ought to be sufficient. You better sit down, Lacy, before you forget yourself and get hurt. If you imagine this gun isn't loaded, a single step forward will test it. Sit down! I am not through yet.