human
Enright, you say? No, I think not. He claimed to know me? That is rather strange. Who did he think I was?
gpt
A reporter on the _Star_. Naturally we couldn't help wondering what you was doing out here. You are in the newspaper business, ain't you?
human
Yes, realising further concealment was useless,
gpt
Whatever that is.
human
Human-interest stories; anything unusual; strange happenings in every-day life, you know.
gpt
Murders, and--and robberies.
human
Occasionally, if they are out of the ordinary. She took a swift breath, and made the plunge.
gpt
Like the Frederick Cavendish case--do you remember that?
human
No, she said shortly,
gpt
I never read those things. What happened?
human
Oh, nothing much. It occurred to my mind because it was about the last thing I worked on before leaving home. He was very rich, and was found dead in his apartments at the Waldron--evidently killed by a burglar.
gpt
Did they get the fellow?
human
No, there was no clue; the case is probably forgotten by this time. Let's speak about something else--I hate to talk shop.
gpt
That's what I say; and it seems to me it would be more social if we had something to drink. You ain't too nice to partake of a cocktail, are you? Good! Then we'll have one. What's the hotelkeeper's name?
human
Timmons.
gpt
Do you suppose he'd come up if I pounded on the floor?
human
I don't believe he is in the office. He went up the street just before dark. You light the lamp while I'll see if I can find the Chinaman out in the hall.