H. Bedford-Jones, Cactus and Rattlers — Chapter II (1924)
“ They passed down the street, came to the fast-disappearing rows of ancient buildings, relics of boom days, and presently were walking along the open desert, following the white road that went straight as a die across the horizon. The silence became oppressive, until suddenly Tompkins chuckled and spoke in his natural voice. It was a drawling, rather whimsical voice, and drew a swift glance from the girl. "Our friend Hassayamp is a human phonograph," he said. "You'll go too far one of these days," said Miss Gilman. Tompkins stopped short and stared at her. ”
