human
What's that?
gpt
It's a new kind of explosive,
human
I hope it's better than that new kind of stinkpot you invented for choir-practice, remarked a cynic from the corner of the study.
gpt
That was a rotten fraud, if you like! It smelt more like lily-of-the-valley than any decent stink.
human
Dry up, Ashley minor! rejoined the inventor indignantly.
gpt
This is a jolly good bomb. I made it to-day in the Lab, while The Badger was trying to put out a bonfire at the other end.
human
Where does the patent come in?
gpt
The patent is that it doesn't go off all at once.
human
We know _that_!
gpt
Do you chuck it or light it?
human
You light it. At least, you shove it into the fire, and it goes off in about ten minutes. You see the idea? If Bashan doesn't see us put anything into the form-room fire, he will think it was something wrong with the coal.
gpt
Good egg! observed the President.
human
We'll put it into the fire to-morrow morning before he comes in, and after we have been at work ten minutes or so the thing will go off and blow the whole place to smithereens.
gpt
Golly!
human
What about us, Stinker? inquired a cautious conspirator.
gpt
Shan't we get damaged?
human
We shall know it's coming, he said;
gpt
I don't believe it will work. All your inventions are putrid, Stinker.
human
I'll fight you!
gpt
I expect it'll turn out to be a fire-extinguisher, or something like that,
human
Hold the bomb, said Stinker to the President,
gpt
Sit down, urged the other Anarchists, drawing in their toes.
human
There's no room here. Ashley minor, chuck it!
gpt
It won't work,
human
Won't work, won't it? he screamed.
gpt
All right, then! We'll shove it into this fire now, and you see if it doesn't work!