human
Where are we going?
gpt
Jefferson Market--it's a police court.
human
You said a raid? What--what kind?
gpt
Listen, said Pete.
human
Now this is what happened: the boss went to a scrap--a prize-fight.
gpt
Fights are against the law in this State, continued the valet.
human
While it was going on somebody told the police. And the police came and, among others, they got the boss. He got stuck in the window that was too small for him.
gpt
Oh!
human
They'll be taking him to the night court by the time we get there. And we've got to bail him out.
gpt
How?
human
We get a bondsman. There'll be one of 'em there; I've got it arranged. He's in the business; professional bondsman, you know. Only he won't put up a bond on my say-so. I'm only the valet, you understand; it takes somebody higher up, like a secretary. We'll get it across all right, if you put up a good front. Got any money with you?
gpt
A little, said Mary.
human
About twenty dollars, I think.
gpt
That'll help with what I've got. We've got to give this bird some cash down.