human
In the eyes of the world I am a thief, he pronounced.
gpt
In all probability the greatest thief of our day, and what is more, the most discriminating one. You see how my taste seems to run--world-renowned paintings of almost inestimable value, rare carvings, tapestries and statues. Clumsy to handle, are they not? Frightfully difficult to dispose of. But that is not the strangest part of my predications. You will notice that all of them are of the art of a single nation--Italy.
human
Well, he went on,
gpt
--here Sandro's face grew livid at the recollection--
human
But, Sandro! cried Peaches.
gpt
What did you do it for? You couldn't sell such things? Where are they? Or are these some of them?
human
These are my weapons, he said, smiling.
gpt
Replicas, all of them, to be used as the occasion rises; as I locate some treasure and plan to acquire it.
human
But do you sell them?
gpt
No,
human
Then you keep them? You take them for yourself?
gpt
I haven't got one of them! he declared,
human
But do you mean to say you use a fence?
gpt
I do not, replied Sandro.
human
Every one of these paintings that I have recovered is in the hands of the Italian Government--where they all both morally and legally belong!
gpt
Then this paper----
human
Was for an extreme emergency only, replied Sandro.
gpt
I have never had occasion to use it before. But to-night I may need to, because I'm going to give up my job. If the police come I shall let them in. I can't go on any longer because of--you!