human
Paul, he begged hysterically,
gpt
he broke off.
human
It's sending me mad, Paul; for, as I live, I never put hands on that brooch!
gpt
How long has this been going on? I asked, almost mechanically.
human
Perhaps you are the reason that it has become the fashion to send detectives to guard wedding presents.
gpt
I am the reason! Lord Porthoning confessed, his voice shaking.
human
Paul, somehow I believe--I believe this has stopped it. You'll kill the instinct. Listen! You are off directly. Let this gentleman, your father- in-law, come round to my house. I will restore to him, I swear, every article I have ever taken in this fashion. He can find out the owners by degrees, and I promise that I will never again attend a wedding reception so long as I live!