human
Eet ees not good to say sooch theengs to Miguel, he complacently observed.
gpt
Eef he should get ver' angree an' leeve een the night eet would be ver' onluckie for Greengos. _Quien sabe?_
human
He got you there, Jud, growled a low voice.
gpt
He shore hurts me worse'n a blister, but I'm totin' my grudge silent.
human
Huh, muttered another thoughtfully.
gpt
A man can travel fast without no cattle to set th' pace. He shore can 'leeve' an' be d--d, for all _I_ care. An' I'm sayin' that if he does there'll be a d--d dead Greaser in Mesquite right soon after I get back. Th' place for him to 'leeve' us is at Three Ponds--for then we shore would be in one bad fix.
human
I ain't shore I'd try to get away, said Sandy Woods slowly.
gpt
There's good grass an' water here, no herdin', no strayin', nobody to bother a feller. A man can live a long time on one steer out here, jerkin' th' meat. Th' herd would grow, an' when it came time to turn 'em into money he'd only have to drive plumb west. It wouldn't be like tryin' to find a little place like this. Just aim at th' sunset an' keep goin'.
human
How long would this valley feed a herd like th' one here now? ironically demanded the trail-boss.
gpt
You can tell th' difference in th' grass plain at th' end of a week. Yo're full of loco weed.
human
Eef you say sooch things to me I may leeve in the night, chuckled the other.
gpt
Wish they'd stampeded an' knocked him over th' eege! One of these days some of us may be quittin' Kane, an' then there'll be one struttin' half-breed less in Mesquite. Tell you one thing: I won't make this drive many more times before I know th' way as well as he does; an' from here on we could stake it out.
human
It ain't in you, he said.
gpt
You got to be born with it.
human
You holdin' that a white man ain't got as much brains as a mongrel with nobody knows how many different kinds of blood in him?
gpt
He's got generations behind him, like a setter or a pointer, an' it ain't a question of brains. It's instinct, an' th' lower down yore stock runs th' better it'll be. There ain't no human brains can equal an animal's in things like that. I doubt if you could leave here an' get off this desert, plumb west or not. You got a big target, for it's all around you behind th' horizon; but I don't think you'd live till you hit it at th' right place. Don't forget that th' horizon moves with you. If there wasn't no tracks showin' you th' way you'd die out on this fryin' pan.
human
An' th' wind'll wipe them out before mornin',
gpt
Wait till we come back. I'll give you a chance to back up yore convictions. Don't forget that I ain't sayin' that I'd try it afoot. I'd ride an' give th' horse it's head. There ain't nothin' to be gained arguin' about it now. An' I'm free to admit that I'm cussed glad to be settin' here lookin' out instead of out there some'ers tryin' to get here to look in. Gimme a match, Jud.
human
Now yo're takin' _my_ end, he asserted.
gpt
If you ride a cayuse an' give it its head it ain't a white man's brains that yo're dependin' on. That ain't yore argument, a-tall. I'll bet you, cayuse or no cayuse, you can't leave Three Ponds an' make it. A cayuse has to drink once in awhile or he'll drop under you an' you'll lose yore instinct-compass.
human
I'll take that when we start back, retorted Sandy,
gpt
Take all you want at Cimarron corrals, rejoined the trail-boss.
human
After we leave there I'm bettin' nobody will part with any of theirs.