human
A boy of sixteen may give trouble,
gpt
He is easily disposed of,
human
I wish it were only the woman and little boy we had to deal with.
gpt
We can easily secure the boy's absence for that night.
human
How?
gpt
I can't tell yet, but there's plenty of ways. He might be arrested on a false charge and kept over night in the station-house. Or there's other ways. But I can't tell till I know more about him. A letter might be sent him, asking him to go over to Brooklyn.
human
Wouldn't do. His mother would get somebody else in his place.
gpt
We must find out all about him. How's that boy of yours? Is he sharp?
human
He ought to be. He's knocked about for himself long enough.
gpt
We can try him. Come here, my son.
human
Hark you, my lad, can you do as you're told?
gpt
We've got something for you to do. It'll lead to money--do you hear?
human
I hear,
gpt
Have you heard what we were talking about?
human
I heard, but I didn't mind.
gpt
Then I want you to hear, and mind, too, now. Have you ever seen a necktie stand between Dey and Cortlandt streets?
human
Yes.
gpt
There's a boy keeps it.
human
I've seed him.
gpt
So far so good, then. Do you know anything about him?
human
Then I want you to find out all you can about him. Find out if he's got any friends in Brooklyn, or just outside of the city. I'll tell you what I know about him, and then you must learn as much more as possible. Do you know his name?
gpt
No.
human
It is Paul Hoffman. He and his mother live in a house that they take care of on Madison avenue. We want to break into that house some night next week and carry off some plate and bonds that are in the safe. If we make the haul we'll do well by you.
gpt
I understand,
human
What we want, pursued Marlowe,
gpt
Do you think you can do what we want?
human
Yes.
gpt
That's well. We'll wait for the boy's report before we lay our plans, Jack. Now that's settled, we'll send out for some whisky and drink success to the job.
human
Then you must find the money, Marlowe, for I'm dead broke.
gpt
Here, boy, take this, said Marlowe, handing Julius the bill he had recently displayed,
human
All right,
gpt
And mind you bring back the change, or I must go without breakfast to-morrow morning.
human
I'll remember,
gpt
Where did you pick up that boy, Jack? He isn't your son, is he?
human
No; I have no son. I picked him up one day when he was a little chap. He didn't seem to belong to nobody; so I took him home, and he's been with me ever since.
gpt
Where does he go when you are shut up, Jack? That's a good part of the time, you know.
human
Into the streets. He picks up a living there somehow. I don't ask how.
gpt
And he always comes back to you when you get out again?
human
Yes.
gpt
Loves you like a father, eh?
human
He's used to me,