human
Glorieaux gathered from your words that a divorce would be acceptable, madame. Behold, you have it!
gpt
Pity nobody didn't think of it sooner, observed Mike, shading his eyes as he stared intently at Jude,
human
Wish I could swim, said Mike,
gpt
Take the young un, gasped Jude,
human
Put your hand on my shoulder, said the parson.
gpt
I can get you both ashore.
human
Tain't no use, said Jude, feebly;
gpt
But your immortal part,
human
God hev mercy on it! whispered the dying man;