human
Catriona, I cried,
gpt
I know it, Davie, I am loving you for the pain of it; it was done defending that bad man, my father. See! she said, and showed me a bleeding scratch,
human
And am I to be out of the kissing, me that never lost a chance? says Alan; and putting me aside and taking Catriona by either shoulder,
gpt
My dear, he said,