human
Well, show it me, if you please,
gpt
My dear sir, why do you suppose I have it _with me_? inquired Mr. Runnington, with a concerned air.
human
You are not accustomed to such matters--God forbid you should be! It is too bulky for me to have brought with me, and lies at our office!
gpt
What is the _amount_ of it, then? inquired Mr. Aubrey, dreading to hear the answer; while Mr. Runnington took out of his pocket-book a slip of paper, which he handed to Mr. Aubrey, and on which the latter read--