human
Sure, Oi'm Cassady, he admitted grouchily.
gpt
How iver come yer ter guess thot?
human
I was sent here to meet you, she explained hurriedly, as though eager to have her task done.
gpt
I thought maybe it wasn't you, with another man along. Who is he?
human
His noime's Crowley; just a friend o' moine; mebbe yer know the lad?
gpt
No; certainly not. Does he go along with you?
human
Fer only a bit o' ther way ; he lowered his voice to even greater intimacy.
gpt
Shure, it's a parfectly still tongue the b'y has in the cheek o' him.
human
Well, I'm glad of that; and we'll not stand here discussing the matter. Do you know who I am?
gpt
Divil a thought have Oi.
human
You were expecting to meet Mr. Enright, weren't you? That was what Bill Lacy told you. He was to explain to you just what you were to do.
gpt
Well, Mr. Enright couldn't come, and Lacy is over across the creek yet, hunting down Ned Beaton's murderer. I am Miss La Rue, she hurried on, almost breathlessly,