human
The white sails were not hidden from sight when I began to recover, but a long, lingering illness detained me from home, but thank God I am with you at last, darlings, well and happy.
gpt
And now that my dear papa is home again, I can enjoy the pearls, the beautiful pearls,
human
More beautiful in your hair than in the golden casket,
gpt
The señorita was the second to touch them, he continued,
human
Always a slave,