human
Trask, he said,
gpt
I'm leavin' town. I ain't got a chance among buildin's again' pot-shooters. I'm leavin'--but th' Lord help Kane an' his gang when I come back. You can tell him I'm comin' a-shootin'. An' you can tell him this: I'm goin' to get him, Pecos Kane, if I has to pull him out of his hell-hole like I pulled Thorpe. Go ahead of me to th' stable--I'll blow you apart if any pot-shooter tries at me. G'wan!