human
What's the betting that in there isn't that nice little sum of money? I wonder if she's told her loving husband that she's got it, and where it is; if she has I wonder how much he's left her. It might be worth my while to look and see; but I think I can manage to get all I want without what would look to the ignorant eye like dabbling in felony. What's that?
gpt
That was something which lay on the floor just underneath the bed; something which resembled a letter-case. He picked it up.
human
I rather fancy that this is the property of my friend Nash. Looks as if it had fallen out of his pocket while he was putting on his coat, and that he hadn't noticed it had fallen; extraordinary how careless some people are about things of that kind. It is a letter-case; let's hope there's nothing in it which he would not like to meet the public eye. What have we here? Papers which, apparently, are of value only to the owner. What's in this? In one of the compartments of the case was a single paper. Mr. Morgan took it out, unfolded it, read it, not once only, but twice, and again a third time. The contents of the paper seemed to puzzle him; he stared at it hard, rubbing his forehead as he did so, as if he hoped by the mere force of vision to get at its meaning. Then he smiled, as if suddenly a light had dawned on him.
gpt
So that's it, is it? To think of his leaving a thing like this lying about on the floor! What a foolish man! I never had a high opinion of Herbert Nash; but that he should leave a thing like this for any one to find, and borrow; dear, dear! I never should have thought it. Let's replace these papers which are of no value to any one but the owner. And the case we'll put upon the mantelpiece; so that he'll see it directly he returns, when he'll understand the risk he's run. The letter-case which he had picked up from the floor he put on the mantelpiece, in plain sight; but the paper which he had taken from it he slipped into a case of his own; and that case he placed in his own pocket. When the diminutive maid returned with a basket full of parcels, she found him lounging on the doorstep. His manner to her was affable; as it nearly always was to every one.
human
You've been rather more than five minutes, haven't you?
gpt
Yes, sir, I'm afraid I have; but they kept me at the grocer's.
human
Did they? Ah! I don't think I shall wait for my friends to return. He grinned as he said
gpt
human
Tell them that Mr. Morgan called; Mr. Stephen Morgan, of Cloverlea. Do you understand?
gpt
Yes, sir; Mr. Stephen Morgan, of Cloverlea.
human
Exactly. And you can also tell them that I shall call again; I can't say quite when, but I certainly shall call again before they leave Littlehampton. You understand that also?
gpt
Yes, sir; you'll call again; you can't say quite when, but certainly before they leave Littlehampton.
human
That's it; you have it just right. Mind you give them the messages as I gave them you; and here's a shilling for your trouble.