human
I was too late--plague and fire! Oh, the fair things I looked for in this land! Gold--the Fountain--yah, the Fountain, the things they'll tell a man! Benjamin, it be'n't right, it be'n't right.... Reuben was still speaking, too; the empty silver monotone reached Jesse's consciousness and he pulled himself to erectness.
gpt
Goodm'n Cory?
human
They've shot him, Jesse.
gpt
Dead?
human
This side's clear. Fetch your brother, Ben. I'll get you out, I will so. Hatfield--Cap'n Wells' fort anyway. Hurry--fetch him, Ben!
gpt
Jesse, help me with him!
human
Stay close, Ben!