human
Shall I set it beside you, sir?
gpt
Indubitably. No mean word, that, Bayliss, for the morning after. Try it yourself next time. Bayliss, who let me in this morning?
human
Let you in, sir?
gpt
Precisely. I was out and now I am in. Obviously I must have passed the front door somehow. This is logic.
human
I fancy you let yourself in, Mr. James, with your key.
gpt
That would seem to indicate that I was in a state of icy sobriety. Yet, if such is the case, how is it that I can't remember whether I murdered somebody or not last night? It isn't the sort of thing your sober man would lightly forget. Have you ever murdered anybody, Bayliss?
human
No, sir.
gpt
Well, if you had, you would remember it next morning?
human
I imagine so, Mr. James.
gpt
Well, it's a funny thing, but I can't get rid of the impression that at some point in my researches into the night life of London yestreen I fell upon some person to whom I had never been introduced and committed mayhem upon his person.