human
Hah! cried Jarette, then in a triumphant tone--
gpt
I? Lay the powder?
human
Bah! Don't show the white feather, boy. It must be done. What? You won't?
gpt
No, said Walters, quickly.
human
They've got a spite against me, and will shoot me. Let some one else.
gpt
Stand aside then, he growled,