human
Take me, he said abruptly,
gpt
Lor', sir! Mrs. Timber, in her amazement, overstepped the bounds of class.
human
You said he was no friend of yours, sir.
gpt
Nor is he. Come, show me his room. He is in, I suppose?
human
Catch him wetting himself! she said, leading the way, with a sour smile.
gpt
He's a furrin' Jack-o-dandy, that he is. Not but what he don't pay reg'lar. But I see the color of his money afore my meat goes down his throat. This is the door, sir.
human
Very good. And, Mrs. Timber, should Joe Brill come, show him in here.
gpt
Joe Brill! yelped the landlady, throwing up her hands.
human
You don't mean to say as he's back, Mr. Alan! Well, I never did! And I thought he'd run away because of the murder.
gpt
You think too much, Mrs. Timber. Some day you will get yourself into trouble. Now go, and don't forget my orders.
human
Entrez,