human
I'm tired of this blasted country, an' you ought to be, for you've got a wife that's havin' dull days an' sleepless nights. I'm goin' to touch somethin' off that'll put an end to this fool quiltin' party, an' let us get our money an' go home. By that I'm meanin' th' SV, for it's goin' to be home for me. Besides, it's our best chance of gettin' them rewards. So he's aimin' on cuttin' us out of 'em, huh? All right; I'm goin' to Quayle's, an' while I'm holdin' their interest you fill a canteen with kerosene an' smuggle it into th' stable.
gpt
What you goin' to do?
human
I'm goin' to set fire to that gamblin'-joint an' drive 'em out, that's what!
gpt
Th' moon won't let you, objected Johnny, but as he looked up at the drifting clouds he hesitated and qualified his remark.
human
You'll have times when it won't be so light, but it'll be too light for that.
gpt
When I start for th' hotel gamblin'-joint I go agin' th' northeast corner, where there ain't but one loophole that covers that angle. I got it figgered out. When I start, you an' Red won't be loafin' back there where I found you, target-practicin' at th' roof.