human
Why, Brassfield, how are you? he exclaimed.
gpt
Heard you'd got back. Sorry I couldn't meet you in New York. Got my telegram, I suppose?
human
I just called, said Amidon,
gpt
Oh, yes! said the little man;
human
No, said Amidon, who had never joined a secret order in his life,
gpt
No, maybe not, said the Joiner;
human
No, I must really go, thank you. By the way, said Florian,
gpt
Oh, I know how it is, went on his unknown intimate;
human
Only in a general way, replied Amidon, wondering who and what Edgington would turn out to be.
gpt
I don't know yet how my engagements will be----
human
Oh, nothing must stand in the way of that, you know, the little man went on.
gpt
Why, gad! the tenderest feelings of brotherly---- Oh, you don't mean it! But I mustn't keep you. Bessie told me that the plans for your house have come. She's got 'em over there, now. I say, old man, I envy you your evening. Like two birds arranging the nest. Sorry you can't come in; but, good night. And, say! Your little strawberry blonde is in town! Wouldn't that jar you?
human
Heavens! ejaculated Amidon.
gpt
How am I ever to get through with this?
human
Why, 'Gene, said he,
gpt
No, said Amidon,
human
I don't!
gpt
What! You don't!
human
No! said Florian.
gpt
I've forgotten it!
human
Forgotten it! said his questioner, recoiling as if in horror.
gpt
Forgotten it! And with the sister of the Past Sovereign Pontiff of Pittsburg Lodge No. 863! I tell you, Brassfield, I don't believe it. I prefer to think you're bughouse! Cracked! Out of your head! But, 'Gene, added his unknown brother, in a stage-whisper,
human
Strawberry blondes, indeed! thought Florian; and
gpt
Brassfield, the perjured villain! Certain names used by the little man in the wrong house came to him as having been mentioned in the notes of the professor and the judge. Alvord, the slangy little chap who took so familiar an attitude toward him--this was the judge's
human
friend! Yet, had there not been mention of
gpt
and
human
Early Christians in his conversation? And this woman of whom he spoke,--it took no great keenness of perception to see that the
gpt
must be the
human
whom he had called
gpt
Daisy, and sometimes
human
Strawberry! Here was confirmation of Alvord's suspicion, if his allusion to the violation of an