human
Mr. Burnham Putnam.
gpt
It don't make a dit of bifference, Frank! spluttered Harry Rattleton.
human
I don't care if you have got his card! That thug lied like blazes! Putnam may be selfish--he may have other faults, but he never hired anybody to break your arm.
gpt
I cannot think he would do such a thing myself, said Frank;
human
Then why not settle it by bringing him before Putnam this very afternoon? That's the way to mix the fatter--I mean fix the matter.
gpt
It is a good idea, Harry, and we will have to carry it out. I'll need your assistance.
human
You shall have it, old man.