human
You have not forgotten me! he said.
gpt
You remember that lucky shot? You still think of that Grisly?
human
Of course I do, said Jack;
gpt
I shall never forget him.
human
Nor shall I, sir; never.
gpt
You are the other man, sir?
human
I always am the other man, said Ladds, for the second time that evening.
gpt
How are you, Mr. Beck, and how is the Golden Butterfly?
human
That Inseck, captain, is a special instrument working under Providence for my welfare. He slumbers at my hotel, the Langham, in a fire-proof safe.
gpt
Ladies, this young gentleman is my preserver. He saved my life. It is owing to Mr. Dunquerque that Gilead P. Beck has the pleasure of being in this drawing-room.
human
O Mr. Dunquerque, said the lady who had read the book,
gpt
Clawed I should have been, mauled I should have been, rubbed out I should have been, on that green and grassy spot, but for the crack of Mr. Dunquerque's rifle. You will not believe me, ladies, but I thought it was the crack of doom.
human
It was a most charming, picturesque spot in which to be clawed, said Jack, laughing.
gpt
You could not have selected a more delightful place for the purpose.
human
There air moments, said Mr. Beck, looking round the room solemnly, and letting his eyes rest on Phillis, who gazed at him with an excitement and interest she could hardly control--
gpt
Did he save your life?