human
If either of us leaves this carriage I fancy it's going to be you.
gpt
If you touch that cable I'll put a bullet through your wrist, said Barraclough.
human
Sit down and attend to me.
gpt
Damn me, if I can get the strength of it.
human
Then listen, said Barraclough, steadying his aim along the ash rail of the luggage rack,
gpt
Yes, but it seems to me, said the big man plaintively,
human
Your what?
gpt
Trapeze act. Done in my tour nicely, that would.
human
Who are you? he demanded.
gpt
What's your name?
human
My real name's John Lever, he replied,
gpt
Madrooba--the chap who lets eight men stand on his chest?
human
That's me.
gpt
Then what in blazes were you following me for?
human
Following you? repeated Mr. Madrooba.
gpt
Never set eyes on you before. Run after the train 'cause I got a contract to appear in Paris tonight.
human
And you've never heard of Van Diest?
gpt
Never! Van Biene I know and Van Hoven, but----
human
Then it looks to me, said Barraclough regretfully.
gpt
It looks to me as if I've made a pretty substantial fool of myself. If you're big enough to accept an apology, Mr. Madrooba, I'd be glad to come off this perch and offer it.
human
I reckon if I can stand eight men on my chest, came the reply,
gpt
I don't need to take a lot of notice of this little misunderstanding. Let yourself drop and I'll catch you.