human
He walked into the breakfast room, opened a silver box, and returned with half a dozen photographs. The first five presented as many views of foliage; I used a jeweller's glass on them, but discovered nothing else.
gpt
Was there anything to jar you on the sixth photograph?
human
Curt, on the ground under a tree in the sixth photograph lay something which, until last evening, did not seem to me important.
gpt
Well, what was it? A bandersnatch?
human
Examine it!
gpt
It looks like a--a hammock.
human
What that girl held in her hand last night resembled a hammock.
gpt
Hey?
human
If you look long enough and hard enough, he said,
gpt
Do you think that's a human hand?
human
I do.
gpt
It's a slim one--a child's, or a young girl's.
human
It is. _She_ had be-u-tiful hands.
gpt
Who?
human
That girl I saw last evening.
gpt
Well, what do you make of it?
human
Nothing yet--except a million different little romances.
gpt
Of course, you'd do that anyway. But what scientific inference do you draw? Here's a thing that looks like a hammock lying on the ground. One end seems to be lifted; perhaps that _is_ a hand. Well, what about it?
human
I'm going to find out.
gpt
How?
human
By--fishing,
gpt
You're going back there in hopes of----
human
In hopes.
gpt
You say she was unusually pretty?
human
Unusually.
gpt
Shall I--go with you, William?
human
No,