human
Well, he said, with his greetings scarcely off his lips,
gpt
I came to tell you I've sold the colt!
human
Yes, sold the colt, solemnly responded Morty. And then added,
gpt
Father just wouldn't! I tried to get that two hundred in various ways--adding it to my cigar bill; slipping it in on my bill for raiment at Wright & Perry's, but father pinned Kyle down, and he stuttered out the truth. I tried to get the horse-doctor to charge the two hundred into his bill and when father uncovered that--I couldn't wait any longer so I've sold the colt!
human
Well, Morty, what for in Heaven's name? asked Laura. Morty began fumbling in his pockets before he spoke. He did not smile, but as his hand came out of an inside pocket, he said gently:
gpt
For two hundred and seventeen dollars and a half! I fought an hour for that half dollar! He handed it to the Doctor, saying:
human
It's for the kindergarten. You keep it for her, Doctor Jim!
gpt
What queer blood that Sands blood is, Doctor. There is Mary Sands's heart in that boy, and Daniel has bred nothing into him. They must have been a queer breed a generation or two back!
human
And now my dear, accept this token of devotion from Sir Mortimer Sands, of the golden heart and wooden head!