human
I think you've struck a blind lead, Tom,
gpt
Well, I'm not going to give up,
human
Bless my shoe laces! cried Mr. Damon, when he had called on Tom once at the Baxter laboratory and had been driven out, holding his breath, because of the chemical fumes,
gpt
I should think you couldn't even start a fire with that around, Tom, much less need to put one out.
human
Well, it doesn't seem to work, said the young inventor ruefully.
gpt
Everything I do lately goes wrong.
human
It is that way sometimes, said Mr. Baxter.
gpt
Suppose you let me study over your formulae a bit, Mr. Swift. I haven't given much thought to fire extinguishers, but I may be able, for that very reason, to approach the subject from a new angle. I'll lay aside my attempt to get back the lost formulae and help you.
human
I wish you would! exclaimed Tom eagerly.
gpt
My head is woozie from thinking! Suppose I leave you to yourself for a time, Mr. Baxter? I'll go for an airship ride.
human
Yes, do, urged the chemist.
gpt
Sometimes a change of scene is of benefit. I'll see what I can do for you.
human
Will you come along, Ned--Mr. Damon?
gpt
Thank you, no, answered Ned.
human
I have some collections to make.
gpt
And I promised my wife I'd take her riding, Tom, said the jolly, eccentric man.
human
Bless my umbrella! she'd never forgive me if I went off with you. But I'll run you to your first stopping place, Ned, and you to your hangar, Tom.
gpt
Guess I'll drop down and get Mary Nestor, he decided, after riding about alone for a while and finding that the motor was running sweetly and smoothly.
human
She hasn't been out lately.
gpt
Go for a ride? I just guess. I will! cried Mary, with sparkling eyes.
human
Just wait until I get on my togs.