human
I should always fire the first shot in the air, Ruthven Smith went on,
gpt
Lucky for me, replied the other.
human
I don't want to die yet. And it would have been hard lines, as I was trying to do you a good turn: rid you of a thief if there were one. But I suppose you or some servant must have left the light on in your room.
gpt
I'm pretty sure I didn't, said Ruthven Smith, still speaking with the nervousness of a suspicious man, yet at the same time slowly, half reluctantly, pocketing his pistol.
human
We must find out how this happened. Perhaps there _has_ been a thief----
gpt
No sign of anything being disturbed in your room, the younger man assured him.
human
However, you'd best have a look round. If you like --and he laughed a frank-sounding laugh--
gpt
I'm quite willing to be searched before I leave the house, so you can make sure I'm not going off with any booty.
human
Certainly not! Nothing of the kind! I accept your explanation, protested Ruthven Smith. He laughed also, though stiffly and with an effort.
gpt
I have no valuables in my luggage--I have brought none with me. It's not worth my while to open the boxes in my room, as there's nothing there to tempt a thief. Still, one gets a start coming to a quiet house, at this time of night, finding a light in one's windows that ought to be dark, and then seeing a man walk out of one's room. My nerves aren't over-strong. I confess I have a horror of night alarms. I travel a good deal, and have got in the habit of carrying a pistol. However, all's well that ends well. I apologize to you, and to Miss Grayle. When I know you better, I hope you'll allow me to make up by congratulating you both on your engagement.
human
Nelson Smith