human
Gone off mad!
gpt
I can't help it!
human
Nice chap, too! Too bad to offend him that way, Mr. Boller pursued meditatively.
gpt
Friends are few and far between in this sad old world, Anthony, and a queer dick like you--rich or poor--has trouble hanging on to the few he makes. Oh, I don't mean to be nasty, you know; I'm just telling you. Well, come and have your head rubbed.
human
There's nothing wrong with my head, he said.
gpt
That was the first lie I could think of, Johnson, to get him out of here. He had to go!
human
Why?
gpt
She said so, Anthony informed him, with a ghastly little smile.
human
She's engaged to him!
gpt
To Bob Vining?
human
Yes!
gpt
Too bad, that! said he.
human
Too bad for you that it should have been a chap of the Vining type.
gpt
What does that mean?
human
Well, sooner or later, he may find out. The chances are that he _will_ find out just what you've done to that girl, Boller went on contemplatively.
gpt
It's just about as she says, too. If he was a fool, you could fool him, one way or another. Or if he was a little snide, Anthony, you could talk him off or bribe him off--but it'll never be like that with Bob. He'll never take any account of the circumstances; he'll just snatch out the gun and let fly!
human
Rot!