human
Help! came a thin but muffled voice.
gpt
Help! Help, in the name of Heaven!
human
Boomly!
gpt
Take that man away, Smith! whimpered Boomly.
human
He's a devil! He'll murder me! He made my nose bleed all over everything!
gpt
Boomly! You're _not_ dead!
human
Yes, I am! he whined.
gpt
I'm dead enough to suit me. Keep that little lunatic off--that's all I ask. He can have his Carnegie medal for all I care, only tie him up somewhere--
human
Professor Boomly! cried Mildred excitedly.
gpt
Have you any Bimba leaves concealed about your person?
human
Yes, I have,