human
No, answered
gpt
Smith, in a puzzled tone.
human
You mistake me for someone else.
gpt
I think not, insisted the bearded man, in a hostile drawl.
human
I _think_ not!
gpt
I'm _sure_ not, echoed the other.
human
You are Michael Varcoe. There's no getting away from that.
gpt
And no getting away from _us_.
human
Why, how horrid! she exclaimed, bending past the human obstacle;
gpt
My name is Nelson Smith, said her official husband.
human
My wife is not----
gpt
Your wife! repeated the man standing opposite Annesley. He stared with insolent incredulity.
human
It happens to have been given me.
gpt
I don't believe you!
human
It doesn't matter whether you believe or not, he said.
gpt
What does matter is that you should annoy us. I tell you I'm not Michael Varcoe, and never heard the name. If you're not satisfied, and if you don't go back to your dinner and let us finish ours in peace, I'll appeal to the management.
human
Well! grumbled the taller of the pair.
gpt
If you're not the man I want, you're his image--minus moustache and beard. You _must_ be Varcoe!
human
Of course he's Varcoe,
gpt
Of course he's not! said Annesley, with just the right amount of irritation.
human
Our name is Smith. Nelson, do tell this--person to ask the head-waiter who engaged the table, and not stay here making a fuss.
gpt
Anybody can engage a table in the name of Smith! sneered the first speaker.
human
That is nothing. We go by something more convincing than a name. There are countries where men have been arrested on less resemblance--or put out of the way.
gpt
Oh, Nelson, he's frightening me, faltered Annesley.
human
He must have lost his senses.
gpt
You think that, do you? The fierce eyes fixed her with a stare.
human
You tell me--_you_, madame, that you are this man's wife?
gpt
I do tell you so, the girl replied, firmly,
human
Very well, we take your word, returned the man, in a tone which said that he did nothing of the sort.
gpt
And we go--back to our table, to let you finish your meal, Mr. and Mrs. Smith.