human
What shall I do about this ticket, Mr. Eastman? he whispered.
gpt
And what about his trunks? He had me tell the transfer people to come early. They may be here any minute. Yes, sir. I brought him home in the car last night, before twelve, as cheerful as could be.
human
Be quiet, Harry. Where is he?
gpt
In his bed, sir.
human
Well, at any rate, he's seen to it that the old man can't establish identity. What a soft lot they are, fellows like poor Cavenaugh!