human
Louise Mattray, isn't it?
gpt
replied the young man.
human
I knew I'd seen her somewhere. Wonder what she's doing here?
gpt
Some wild-goose speculation, I suppose. Smart and gritty--if _I_ had her stick I shouldn't be here--but she always slips up--can't keep all her wires well in hand. Was an advertising agent when I left the East--picked up a good many ads, too, and made folks treat her respectfully, when they'd have kicked a man out of doors if he'd come on the same errand.
human
Say she's been asking for Axel,
gpt
That so! queried the reporter, wrinkling his brow, and hurrying through his mental notebook.
human
Oh, yes--there was some talk about them at one time. Some said they were married--_she_ said so, but she never took his name. She had a handsome son, that looked like her and the major, but she didn't know how to manage him--went to the dogs, or worse, before he was eighteen.
gpt
Axell here?
human
No, replied the reporter;
gpt
The General.