human
Now, Florian, said Judge Blodgett, as they sat in Amidon's rooms,
gpt
Never saw a thing here before, said Amidon,
human
Didn't you recognize anything, went on the judge,
gpt
Nothing.
human
Nor in the young lady? Wasn't there a sort of--of music in her voice, like long-forgotten melodies, you understand--like what the said heir notices in after years when his mother blunders on to him?
gpt
Well, said Florian,
human
Why, said he,
gpt
It does, said Amidon.
human
What can I say to her?
gpt
You haven't a piece of property here, said the judge, going on with the matters uppermost in his mind,
human
To a certain extent, yes, said Florian.
gpt
I shall call on her this evening.
human
For help, yes, said the judge.
gpt
She must bring Brassfield up, so that we can find out about some property matters.
human
I don't mean that, said Amidon.
gpt
I must call on Miss Waldron--Elizabeth.
human
And neglect----
gpt
Everything, said Florian firmly.
human
This is something that concerns my honor as a gentleman. While it remains in its present state, I can't bother with these property matters. Have I an office?
gpt
Have you! said the judge.
human
Well, just wait until you see them.
gpt
And an office force?
human
Confidential manager named Stevens, as per the notes, ; said Judge Blodgett.
gpt
Bookkeeper, assistant bookkeeper and stenographer. Tried to pump 'em and got frozen out. Yes, you've got an office force.
human
Well, then, said Amidon,
gpt
Maybe, meditatively,
human
No, no! answered Florian.
gpt
No more of that, if it can be avoided.
human
See here, asked he finally,
gpt
I know, said Amidon,
human
Oh! said the judge, in a tone of one who suddenly sees the situation;
gpt
If I have any duties to perform here, Judge, you must help me to keep straight. I've never had much tendency to go wrong, you know, but that was for lack of temptation, don't you think, Blodgett?
human
Well, well, Florian, I can't say as to that; can't say. Yes--and say! You'll want to go over to the Waldron residence this evening. I'll take you out and show you the house. By George! It must seem extraordinarily odd to walk about among things you are supposed to know like a book, and to be, in fact, a perfect stranger. Dante could have used that idea, if it had occurred to him.
gpt
An idea for Dante, indeed! thought Amidon, as he walked toward the house, which, from afar, the judge had pointed out to him.
human
For the _Inferno_: a soul thrown into a realm full of its friends and enemies, its loves and hates, shorn of memory, of all sense of familiarity, of all its habits, stripped of all the protection of habitude. For the _Inferno_, indeed!--Now this must be the house, with the white columns running up to the top of the second story; crossing the ravine and losing sight of it for a few minutes makes even the house look different. Outside, I can get accustomed to it, in this five-minute inspection. But, inside--oh, to be invisible while I get used to it! Well, here goes!
gpt
Ding-a-ling-ting-ting!