human
Good Heavens! he cried.
gpt
You're all wrong. I found _him_ blowing open the safe!
human
A likely story, what! I mean to say, it's a bit thin!
gpt
Ridiculous! said Mrs. Pett. She turned to Miss Trimble with a gesture.
human
Arrest that man!
gpt
Wait a mom'nt, replied that clear-headed maiden, picking her teeth thoughtfully with the muzzle of her revolver.
human
Wait mom'nt. Gotta look 'nto this. Hear both these guys' st'ries.
gpt
Really, said Gentleman Jack suavely,
human
Ney' mind how 'bsurd 't sounds, returned the fair Trimble rebukingly.
gpt
You close y'r face 'n lissen t' me. Thass all you've gotta do.
human
I know you didn't do it!
gpt
Less 'f it, please. Less 'f it! Miss Trimble removed the pistol from her mouth and pointed it at Jimmy.
human
What've you to say? Talk quick!
gpt
I happened to be down there--
human
Why?
gpt
I happened to be down there, he resumed stoutly,
human
Really now, is it worth while? He turned to Miss Trimble.
gpt
I came down here, having heard a noise. I did not _happen_ to be here for some unexplained purpose. I was lying awake and something attracted my attention. As Mrs. Pett knows, I was suspicious of this worthy and expected him to make an attempt on the explosive at any moment: so I took my pistol and crept downstairs. When I got here, the safe was open and this man making for the window.