human
We inventors are a suspicious lot, Ned, as you probably have found out, he added with a smile.
gpt
We imagine the rest of the world is out to cheat us, and I presume Josephus Baxter is no exception. Still, there may be some truth in his story. I'll give him all the help I can. But I'm going into the aerial fire-fighting game. I've been waiting for something new, and this may be it.
human
You may count on me! declared Ned.
gpt
And now, unless you're going to sit up all night and start studying chemistry, you'd better come to bed.
human
That's right. Tomorrow is another day. I hope Mr. Baxter gets some rest. Sleep will improve him a lot, the doctor said.
gpt
I know one friend of yours who will be glad to know that you are going to start something,
human
Who?
gpt
Mr. Wakefield Damon, was the answer.
human
He hasn't been over lately, Tom.
gpt
No, he's been off on a little trip, blessing everything from his baggage check to his suspender buttons, laughed the young inventor, as he recalled his eccentric acquaintance.
human
I shall be glad to see him again.
gpt
He'll be right over as soon as he learns what's in the wind,