human
Let me stay with you, mother; Miss Agnes will not be angry, and you will be so lonely,
gpt
Yes, I will be lonely, wailed the mother.
human
God only knows the loneliness and heart-ache that is in store for me. But we'll not shed tears now, child, there'll be time enough by and by. We must away to to see him; he'll have a word to say to us I'm thinking.