human
Then I have to beg this young lady's pardon, said the great detective, rather crestfallen at his mistake; but he added, airily:
gpt
There's no harm done, anyhow.
human
I beg your pardon, but there is, answered Daisy Lynn, her great, eager eyes brimming over with tears.
gpt
I have lost my situation with Mrs. Perkins through your mistake.
human
Impossible!
gpt
It is, alas! too true, she answered, sadly.
human
Mrs. Perkins is a very high-tempered woman, and when I attempted to explain to her why I was going out so suddenly, she became terribly alarmed at the idea of my being carried off by a detective. She hinted broadly that I must have committed some dreadful crime, and discharged me on the spot.
gpt
The wretch!
human
Pray sit down, miss,
gpt
Miss Daisy Lynn, permit me to present to you Mr. Carew and Mr. Darrell,
human
Daisy Lynn!
gpt
Daisy Lynn!