human
Sorry to hear of this robbery! Mr. Bundercombe said.
gpt
Have they caught the fellow?
human
They caught the man in the motor car, the manager groaned;
gpt
Have you communicated with the police?
human
Four of them are in the place now, he answered, a little despairingly.
gpt
What's the good? The fellow's got away! He's got the finest necklace in the shop with him, gems worth twenty thousand pounds.
human
Have you offered a reward yet?
gpt
We can't do everything in ten minutes! the manager replied, a little testily.
human
We shall offer one, of course.
gpt
What amount are you prepared to go to?
human
Do you mean, sir--
gpt
You may search me! he interrupted.
human
I have nothing in the way of jewels on me. My name is Joseph H. Bundercombe and I have a house in Prince's Gardens. This is my son-in-law-to-be, Mr. Walmsley, M.P. for Bedfordshire.
gpt
I know you quite well, sir, he said,
human
What reward do you offer?
gpt
Five hundred pounds, was the prompt reply;
human
Circumstances, he explained,
gpt
Come into the office at once!
human
No questions asked?
gpt
Not the shadow of one! the manager agreed.
human
I don't care if--pardon me, sir--if you stole them yourself! The loss of those jewels would do the firm more harm than I can explain to you.