human
What always bewilders me, Hadria said, bending over the balustrade among the ivy,
gpt
But all lives are not like that,
human
I speak only from my own narrow experience,
gpt
Oh, she is thinking, as usual, of that unfortunate Mrs. Gordon!
human
Of her, and the rest of the average, typical sort of people that I know, Hadria admitted.
gpt
I wish to heaven I had a wider knowledge to speak from.
human
If one is to believe what one hears and reads, said Algitha,
gpt
But putting aside the big sorrows, said her sister,
human
The Gordons of Drumgarran once more! I confess I can't see anything particularly tragic there,