human
I want the world to know that I am a wireless operator, op-er-a-a-tor. Hoop-la! Tra-la!
gpt
Hoop-la
human
There! That's it!
gpt
It's a shame about those kids. They won't learn to play the game square. Don't know the rules and don't care. Think we can't catch 'em, I guess.
human
Superior 2231,
gpt
That you, 2231? Just a moment.
human
That you, Mulligan? he half whispered.
gpt
Good! There's a kid on your beat got a wireless running wild. Yes. Broke in on the concert. Don't be hard on him. No license? Yes, guess that's right. Take away his sending set. Give him another chance? Let him listen in. What's that? Location? Clarendon Street, near Orton Place; about second door, I'd say. That's all right. Thanks, yourself.
human
These kids'll be the death of me yet, he grumbled.
gpt
Always breaking in, not meaning any harm but doing harm all the same. I don't feel so very sore about them though. It's the fellows that go in for long wave lengths and high power, that break in on 500, 1200 and 1800, that do the real damage. Had a queer case last night. Looks crooked, too.
human
Guess that's about all till midnight. It's after midnight that the queer birds come creeping out. I'm going to tell you about that one last night, over the ham sandwich, dill pickle and coffee. No use to try now--we'd sure get broken in on.