human
My mistake, old scout, he chuckled softly.
gpt
You saved the day--what are you glowering about?
human
Clod!
gpt
Clod your necktie! Johnson Boller said airily.
human
Well, did you ever see the like of it? Did you ever see anything like the little squeezicks, Anthony! She's back, bless her little heart! She couldn't stand it.
gpt
Umph!
human
And so I'm let out of it! Mr. Boller chuckled on.
gpt
We'll just scoot along to the little dove-cote, old vinegar-face, and see how she looks after all this time. I can get my things later on. Well--I'm sorry to leave you with the problem on your hands, you know.
human
Don't let it disturb you!
gpt
But at that, you know, fate's doing the kind, just thing by snatching me out, Mr. Boller concluded earnestly and virtuously.
human
It wasn't my muddle in the first place, and somehow I feel that you haven't acted just on the level with me about any of it.