human
That about covers him, he mumbled.
gpt
Get the distance?
human
Near as I could make out, said Coles Masters,
gpt
Hm, sighed Curlie, resting his chin on his hands.
human
That's a new dodge, this moving business. Complicates things, that does.
gpt
Folks don't move unless they have a way to move. That fellow has some means of locomotion. Anyway, he sighed,
human
Yes, or a little beyond,
gpt
What do you think, asked Curlie suddenly,
human
Can't tell, said Coles thoughtfully.
gpt
You can't really judge distances in air accurately. There are powerful equipments which might be mounted on either automobiles or airplanes.
human
The thing that puzzled me, though, was his line of chatter. All about some 'map, old French,' and a lot of stuff like that. I--
gpt
Map O.K. Old French is amazing. Good for a million.
human
About fifteen miles,
gpt
Time up the bird. When?
human
Wednesday. This was followed by three letters distinctly pronounced:
gpt
L.C.W.
human
A.C.S.
gpt
That, said Curlie as he settled back in his chair,
human
he exploded.
gpt
Sending that kind of rot on six hundred. Why, at this very moment some disabled ship might be struggling in a storm on the Great Lakes or even on the Atlantic, and this jumble of words would muddle up their message so its meaning would be lost and the ship with it. The worst I could wish for such a fellow is that he be dropped into the sea with some means of keeping afloat but with neither food nor drink and a ship nowhere in sight.