human
Never mind! cried Burton, from his place at Matt's side.
gpt
That outfit is going to the show to-night. If I see 'em, I'll pass 'em all in with fifty-cent chairs. Now, boy, hit 'er up. I've got to recover my property before night sets in, and this may be a long chase.
human
Long chase! yelped McGlory derisively from the tonneau.
gpt
How can it be a long chase when we're going like this? Hang on to your hair, Burton! Mile-a-minute Matt's at the steering wheel.