human
Yeou never said truer words, ole top, Perk agreed in his odd fashion.
gpt
Scofflaws aplenty to keep our crowd busy for years ahead. Say, d'ye know I been readin' a heap 'bout a smart guy they say calls hisself King Cole--seems like he got a hole in the wall 'way out in the wildest part o' the Rockies, an' jest laughs at the boys from Washington to size him up.
human
I recollect you talking of him more than a few times, Perk; from which fact I had a hunch you might be wishing the Chief'd turn over the assignment for apprehending him to our hands--is that correct, partner?
gpt
Don't care if I do have to acknowledge the corn, matey; someheow that dickey grabbed a stiff hold on my thinkin' box--why, onct I even dreamed we'd cornered him with his gay crowd, an' was commencin' to exchange shots with the bunch, when I woke up, an' felt too cheap for anything to know it was on'y hot air.
human
I remember how furious you were, and saying it was a shame to be cheated that way, eh, Perk?
gpt
Jest occurred to me them paper accounts sez as haow his bees'-nest was located in a stretch 'tween two o' the highest mountain ranges in the hull country o' the Rockies--called the secret settlement Happy Valley; which I opine sounds a right queer name for a den o' pizenous human snakes, sech as the Law wants f'r 'bout ev'ry crime on the calendar.
human
No accounting for tastes, buddy, Jack told him.
gpt
It might feel that way to men against whom the hand of every honest person was raised. Most of his crowd, I read, was believed to be reckoned the scum of the earth, who were wanted for nearly every crime going--murderers, bank cashiers who'd robbed the institutions of which they had been the head; and all such black sheep, outlawed from decent society by their crimes and misdemeanors.