human
Queer heow a feller c'n nigh 'bout forget certain stirrin' events in his past, he observed with a shake of his head;
gpt
I reckon you're referring to our old friend, Cool Slim Garrabrant, eh, Perk?
human
None other, came the reply.
gpt
There was a man as might be called the king o' the counterfeiters, who'd had his thumb to his nose ever so long, alaughin' at Uncle Sam's slick boys, an' sendin' 'em all sorts o' tauntin' notes; so in the end the Chief he come down off'n his high perch, an' gave _us_ a chanct to knock down the persimmons with a long pole; which we done as neat as any body'd choose.
human
Bad taste to boast, Perk, you want to remember.
gpt
Can't help sayin' a few things, Jack, an' pattin' us two flyin' cops on the chest. Honest, I got an idea Slim's sun had begun to set jest as soon as the job o' runnin' him in was placed in aour hands. Nobody but them as knew haow to handle an airship could a fetched home the bacon in that case; 'cause Slim he knowed how to get his long-green stuff clear withaout leavin' any trace, usin' that ole crate to carry the coney supplies east an' west o' his hidin' place, where he carried on the work along a big scale.
human
Of course what you say is all true enough, ventured Jack as they walked along, heading for the nearest eatingplace, which they sometimes patronized when close by;
gpt
continued Jack,
human
Yeah! mused Perk, unwilling to change the subject, it appeared,
gpt
There are a few others of his stripe yet outside prison walls, remember, partner,