human
Here is a bundle of documents that some one has dropped, Mr. Keith, he said.
gpt
I guess you forgot to put it in your safe. Why--why--no--they aren't yours! They're mine. Here are my missing dye formulae! The secret papers I've been searching for so long! The ones I thought Field and Melling had! cried Mr. Baxter.
human
How--how did they get here?
gpt
What's that? Your dye formulae here in my office?
human
That's what this is! The very papers, containing all the rare secrets, for which I have been so at a loss! cried the delighted old man.
gpt
Now I can give to the world the dyes for which it has long been waiting! Oh, Tom Swift, you did more than you knew when you put out this fire!
human
But how did they get here? asked the young inventor.
gpt
I know that Field and Melling had offices in this building. They were starting a new dye concern, and, though Mr. Baxter and I suspected them of having stolen his secret, we couldn't prove it.
human
But we can now! cried Mr. Baxter.
gpt
Though I don't know that I'll bother even to accuse them, as long as I have back my previous papers. I see how it happened. They had the formulae in their office. They rushed out with the documents, and, when they found they couldn't get past this floor, they went into Mr. Keith's office. There, in their excitement, they dropped the papers, and you put the fire out just in time, Tom, or they'd have been burned beyond hope of saving. You have given me back something almost as valuable as life, Tom Swift!
human
I'm glad I could render you that service, said the young inventor.
gpt
And I had no idea, when I dropped the chemicals, that I was saving someone even more valuable than your secret formulae,