human
Who the devil are you?
gpt
Fellow, replied Cicero, getting into the doorway,
human
I am a friend of your late master. Cicero Gramp is my name. I came here to see Dick Marlow, but I find he's gone aloft.
gpt
A friend of Mr. Marlow, he repeated hoarsely.
human
That's a lie! I've been with him these thirty years, and I never saw you!
gpt
Not in Jamaica?
human
Jamaica? What do you mean?
gpt
What I wrote in that letter your master received before he died.
human
Oh, you liar! I know the man who wrote it. Joe clenched his fists more tightly and swung forward.
gpt
You're a rank impostor, and I'll hand you over to the police, lest I smash you completely!
human
Do, he said.
gpt
I'm particularly anxious to see the police, Mr. Joe Brill.
human
Who are you, in Heaven's name? shouted Joe, much agitated.
gpt
Do you come from him?
human
Perhaps I do, answered Cicero, wondering to whom the
gpt
Then go back and tell him he's too late--too late, curse him! and you too, you lubber!
human
Very good. Cicero stepped out into the hot sunshine.
gpt
I'll deliver your message--for a sovereign.