human
Who shot him from behind?
gpt
It wasn't from behind, croaked the bearer of ill-tidings.
human
It was from the front.
gpt
While he wasn't looking?
human
No. He was beat to the draw.
gpt
You're _lyin'_ to me,
human
So help me God!
gpt
Who done it?
human
A little feller. He ain't half as big as me. He's got a voice like Kitty Jackson, the school-marm; and he's got eyes like a starved pup. It was him that done it.
gpt
Nope, he mused, in answer to his own thoughts,
human
I won't use no rope. I'll use my hands. Where'd the bullet land?
gpt
Betwixt his ribs, Mac. And right on through. And it come out his back!