human
Do you remember that man Talmot, my dear?
gpt
Yes, what about him?
human
He's in hospital, said Mr. Briggerland.
gpt
I fear that he and Hoggins were engaged in some nefarious plan and that in making an attempt to enter--as, of course, they had no right to enter--a block of flats in Cavendish Place, poor Talmot slipped and fell from the fourth floor window-sill, breaking his leg. Hoggins had to carry him to hospital.
human
He should have broken his neck, she said calmly.
gpt
I suppose now the police are making tender inquiries?
human
No, no, Mr. Briggerland hastened to assure her.
gpt
Nobody knows anything about it, not even the--er--fortunate occupant of the flat they were evidently trying to burgle. I only learnt of it because the manager of the club, who gets information of this character, thought I would be interested.
human
Anyway I'm glad they didn't succeed, said Jean after a while.
gpt
The possibility of their trying rather worried me. The Hoggins type is such a bungler that it was almost certain they would fail.