human
Wounded!
gpt
Look at the swelling! cried the old woman in broken Greek, raising Selene's snow-white foot in her black hands for her father to see.
human
Thousands of fine ladies have hands that are not so small. Poor, poor little foot,
gpt
The cut on my head is nothing to speak of, but the muscles and veins here at the ancle are swelled and my leg hurts me rather when I tread. When the dog threw me down I must have hit it against the stone step.
human
It is outrageous! cried Keraunus, the blood again mounting to his head,
gpt
No, no, entreated Selene,