human
Don't you want me to pick you up, Mr. Eastman? I'm running directly home now.
gpt
Don't I? he exclaimed, bolting into the car.
human
I'll risk getting your cushions wet without compunction. I came up in a taxi, but I didn't hold it. Bad economy. I thought I saw your car down on Fourteenth Street about half an hour ago.
gpt
With a lot of little broilers fluttering into it? You did. I know some girls who work in the cheap shops down there. I happened to be down-town and I stopped and took a load of them home. I do sometimes. Saves their poor little clothes, you know. Their shoes are never any good.
human
Aren't they notoriously afraid of cars and smooth young men?
gpt
They know which cars are safe and which are chancy. They put each other wise. You have to take a bunch at a time, of course. The Italian girls can never come along; their men shoot. The girls understand, all right; but their fathers don't. One gets to see queer places, sometimes, taking them home.
human
Every time I touch the circle of your acquaintance, Cavenaugh, it's a little wider. You must know New York pretty well by this time.
gpt
Yes, but I'm on my good behavior below Twenty-third Street, the young man replied with simplicity.
human
My little friends down there would give me a good character. They're wise little girls. They have grand ways with each other, a romantic code of loyalty. You can find a good many of the lost virtues among them.
gpt
Look, please. You see that hansom with the bony gray horse--driver has a broken hat and red flannel around his throat. Can you see who is inside?
human
No, I couldn't see the passenger. Someone you know?
gpt
Could you see whether there was a passenger?
human
Why, yes. A man, I think. I saw his elbow on the apron. No driver ever behaves like that unless he has a passenger.
gpt
Yes, I may have been mistaken, Cavenaugh murmured absent-mindedly. Ten minutes or so later, after Cavenaugh's car had turned off Fifth Avenue into Fifty-eighth Street, Eastman exclaimed,
human
There's your same cabby, and his cart's empty. He's headed for a drink now, I suppose.