human
God knows what the devils did to him, murmured Henry Brayne.
gpt
He was once a proper figure of a man; but starvation and ill usage have worn him to a shadow!
human
You may taunt me, Señor de Melinza, whispered the broken voice,
gpt
And though I knelt beside him, and called his name again and again, he was deaf to my voice and put me by with feeble hands, crying ever:
human
Margaret! Margaret!