human
I hope you have let down a dress and a petticoat, she now wrote Susan.
gpt
The cup of ridicule is greater than you can bear. It is not wise, Susan, to use up so much energy and feeling in that way. You can put them to better use. I speak from experience.
human
Here comes my bloomer. She endured it bravely until her work was done, but at night alone in her room at Lydia Mott's she poured out her anguish in letters to Lucy.
gpt
Here I am known only, she wrote,