human
Was your lodger a Frenchman?
gpt
Lor', sir, I dunno! He talked English with his fingers. I've seen him reading the newspapers.
human
He did not look like a foreigner,
gpt
Ah! I quite forgot you knew the man, Mr. Phelps. Can you describe his looks?
human
He was not very tall, had long white hair and a beard, ruddy cheeks, and dark eyes. He was usually dressed in a gray suit, and walked with a stout stick.
gpt
Gout in his feet, put in Mrs. Marry, not at all pleased at being left out in the cold.
human
He wore cloth boots for his gout--walked very badly, did Mr. Brown.
gpt
Strange! murmured Blair, again looking round the room.
human
How could an old man helpless through gout in the feet carry off a dead body? Humph!
gpt
He carried off no dead body! cried Mrs. Marry, crimson with wrath,
human
Why do you believe so?
gpt
Because I've made up my mind to believe it, said Mrs. Marry fiercely.
human
And I'd like to see the man as would change my mind.
gpt
So should I, remarked Blair.
human
Well, Mrs. Marry, show me Mr. Brown's room. I must examine his luggage.
gpt
There's only one box, and that's locked.
human
I'll take the liberty of opening it.
gpt
But you can't. I'm an honest woman. What'll Mr. Brown say when he comes back and finds his things gone? Besides, there's a trifle of rent, and----
human
Hold your tongue! said the inspector, with a glance which quelled her.
gpt
I will take nothing away. You forget who I am, Mrs. Marry. Show me the bedroom.