human
It looks as if the chief had gone with the crowd, said Leshington when the silence had grown almost portentous,
gpt
Levy won't tell who gave him those nuggets to put in his window. I tried him. All he will say is that the man who left the sample is perfectly reliable and that he dictated the exact wording of the placard that did the business.
human
I saw Harlan, of the _Spot-Light_, half an hour ago, cut in Anson.
gpt
He's plumb raving crazy, like everybody else, but there is something faintly resembling method in his madness. He figures it that we government people are out of a job permanently; that with the discovery of these placers--or, rather, with the practically certain rediscovery of them by the mob--Mirapolis will jump to the front rank as a gold camp, and the Reclamation Service will have to call a halt on the Buckskin project.
human
You say 'practically certain.' The question is: Will they be rediscovered? Bet any of you a box of Poodles's Flor de near Havanas that it's some new kind of a flip-flap invented by J. Wesley and his boomers. What do you say?
gpt
Good Lord! growled Handley.
human
They didn't need any new stunts. They had the world by the ear, as it was.
gpt
That's all right, returned Leshington;
human
I suppose Harlan is getting ready to exploit the new sensation right?
gpt
You can trust Harlan for that. He's got the valley wire subsidized, and he is waiting for the first man to come in with the news of the sure thing and the location of it. When he gets the facts he'll touch off the fireworks, and the world will be invited to take a running jump for the new Tonopah. Then, with sudden anxiety:
human
I wish to goodness Brouillard would turn up and get busy on his job. It's something hideous to be stranded this way in the thick of a storm!
gpt
It's time somebody was getting busy, snarled Handley.
human
There are a hundred tons of fresh concrete lying in the forms, just as they were dumped--with no puddlers--to say nothing of half as much more freezing to solid rock right now in the mixers and on the telphers.
gpt
I'm going out to hunt for the boss, he said,