human
I wonder who they are, and what they meant by that talk, mused Tom, as the waiter served the Murolloas to him and Mary.
gpt
Poor Baxter! It looks as if he might have more enemies than the fireworks men he accuses of having taken his valuable formulae. I must see him soon, and have a talk with him. Yes, I must make a special point to see Josephus Baxter. But first I'd like to have a glimpse of these men.
human
Mr. Low and
gpt
Mr. High,