human
Sure, he observed thoughtfully.
gpt
That's wher' I'm beat. But--ther's sure murder been done, an' ther's goin' to be a big doin' around--in consequence. Ther's word gone in to the sheriff at Leeson, an' the law fellers o' that city is raisin' a mighty business to get warrants signed. Say, I heerd they're sendin' a dozen dep'ties to hunt these hills. Seems to me the guy whoever it is is a pretty hot tough, an' he's livin' in the hills. I heard more than that. I heard the murder was a low-down racket that if folks knew about it they'd be right out fer lynchin' this guy. That's why it's bin kep' quiet. I bin goin' over the folks in my mind to locate the--murderer. But it's got me beat.
human
Ther' ain't bin no murder since the camp got boomin', said Abe Allinson thoughtfully,
gpt
But what's she to do wi' this new racket?
human
You got me beat again. The sheriff's comin' right out to that farm, chasin' some feller for murder. Ther's the fact--plain fact. He's comin' to that farm--which shows that gal is mussed-up with the racket someways. Now I tho't a heap on this thing. An' I'm guessin' this murder must have been done back East. Y' see that gal comes from back East. 'Wal, now,' says I, 'how do we shape then?' Why, that gal--that Jonah gal--comes right here an' locates some feller who's done murder back East. Who is it? I gone over every feller in this yer camp, an' 'most all are pretty clear accounted for. Then from what I hear the sheriff's posse is to work the hills. Who is ther' in the hills?