human
I have no idea what you're talking about, Dalton,
gpt
Dalton! she cried.
human
Mary Dalton's father?
gpt
What? Dalton, momentarily sidetracked, whirled upon her.
human
You've heard something from Mary, madam? You know----
gpt
I know all about Mary!
human
Madam! Anthony broke in.
gpt
I forbid you to say one word of your ridiculous and unjustified----
human
Mary Dalton passed the night in this apartment,
gpt
Mary----
human
They say she was here! he panted.
gpt
The woman says so, and Mary's hat--see! She's holding it even now! And Mary's bag is in a room there, and her comb and brush and two of her handkerchiefs and----
human
But it wasn't a woman, whatever she's left! Hobart Hitchin contributed.
gpt
It was a boy, about twenty or twenty-two--a boy Fry introduced to me as David Prentiss, and who was Dalton's son. Look! We have his trousers, and Dalton has identified them as his son's!
human
You say that--that my daughter----
gpt
I say that she was here and that she left suddenly when I came, so suddenly that she hadn't even time to take her hat! said Boller's charming wife.
human
Where she is now I don't know; not in this apartment because I've searched it; probably somewhere else in the house, because she would be unlikely to leave without a hat. But she was here, and if you doubt it, _ask those men_!