human
Mr. Banks, said he grimly,
gpt
Pretty near ready to give up, eh? he remarked.
human
Better chuck it and go back! I guess I was wrong when I told you to come down here.
gpt
Not yet, answered Peters doggedly.
human
When I go back it'll be in a wooden box.
gpt
Well, replied Mr. Banks,
human
I'm sorry; but there isn't a thing in the office I can give you. He pondered a minute.
gpt
I've got a lot of old judgments against a fellow named Rosenheim--in the cigar business, but he's no good--judgment proof--and they aren't worth the paper they're written on.
human
Give them to me!
gpt
You can have ninety per cent. of all you collect, said he as he bent over and, pulling out a lower drawer, removed a bundle of soiled documents.
human
Here they are. My blessing to you!