human
But wouldn't they give it back to you when you went for it?
gpt
To tell the truth, I have been ashamed to go. I suppose they will give it back when I ask them. And every day I intended going and paying them the money, and every day I shun the street as if a plague was there. I will go some time, but not now. Please don't ask me.
human
Have you seen none of them since?
gpt
Accomplice, maybe, remarked Peter's third visitor,
human
Buncoed that pass out of somebody else,
gpt
Perhaps, Peter continued.
human
I give it up. It's one of the things that can never be explained. The Bostonian was polite, but he still thinks me a cheat. He let me down as easy as he could, being a gentleman, but I can never forget that he saw me come in with them and order the dinner, and that then I tried to sneak out of paying for it. Oh, it's dreadful! Dreadful!