human
John Smith, your Worship--John Smith, he said, without troubling Mrs. Hookham.
gpt
I hope I see your Worship better. Don't rise, I beg of you. May I shut the door? Oh, Mary, your tea is waiting.
human
Mary, indeed! cried widow Hookham, ungraciously departing;
gpt
Now, what have you done, Smith, what have you done? the old gentleman asked, stooping over him.
human
Or have you done nothing at all as usual? You tell me to have patience every day, and every day I have less and less.
gpt
The elements are against us, sir. If the weather had been anything but what it is, I must have known everything long ago. Stop, sir, stop; it is no idle excuse, as you seem to fancy. It is not the snow that I speak of; it is the intense and deadly cold, that keeps all but the very strong people indoors. How can any man talk when his beard is frozen? Look, sir!
human
Go on, sir, with your report,
gpt
Well, sir, in this chain of crime, Mr. Smith replied in a sprightly manner,
human
What is it, Smith? Don't keep me waiting. Don't fear me. I am now prepared to stand anything whatever.
gpt
Well, sir, we have discovered, at last, the body of your Worship's daughter.