human
A year later two men came to hear what we had to tell about the man who had died; he was wanted for—murder!
gpt
Not—that! she panted. Then quickly regaining her self-control,
human
I see now why you felt you must keep the story secret,
gpt
Exactly,
human
I told the men about the father’s death—and—I said the girl had died later. Mam’selle, I took that course because one of the men, he said he had known the dead man, wanted the girl, and I could not trust the man; his eyes were bad. I feared for the child. ’Twas better that she stayed where she was, shielded, cared for. I had grown to be fond of her. I taught her carefully, she was a great help with the younger children. I hoped she would come into the Sisterhood, but perhaps it is best she should have a safe home.
gpt
Is that all? Did those men tell you nothing of the past?