human
I'm not going to send you to jail, he said.
gpt
You're going to make restitution.
human
What do you mean?
gpt
Give me an order on Dordess for the bonds--if it is Dordess who has them, and give me your word that you will lead an honest life hereafter.
human
Never! she cried.
gpt
I'd die rather!
human
You _must_ do it!
gpt
Why must I?
human
Because you're going to marry me, and naturally I want an honest woman to wife.
gpt
I'd die rather! And you know it now!
human
Come on! he said.
gpt
There's no time to lose. I have sent for the police though you make out not to believe it. I see you've been writing on the table. Sit down and write me an order for the bonds.
human
Break up our organisation on your say-so? Never!
gpt
If you don't the police will. Come now, whatever happens you can't go on using those infatuated boys to further your own ends. That's low, Corinna; that's like offering a starving man husks.
human
You have your gun in your pocket, she cried passionately.
gpt
Use it, for you'll never break my will!
human
It's not a bullet that waits you, but jail, said Evan grimly.
gpt
No grand-stand finish, but endless dragging days in a four-by-ten cell! Come on, give up the loot. You'll have to anyhow, and go to jail in the bargain!
human
It's not loot! she cried.
gpt
It's mine! By every rule of justice and right, it's mine. Simeon Deaves robbed my father. Beggared him and brought him to his grave!
human
Ha! cried Evan,
gpt
I might have guessed there was something personal here! But someone has to lose in the warfare of business.