human
Poor Uncle Robert.
gpt
I wish I could have spared Uncle Robert and Cherry-pie, she said, in real distress. It occurred to her that she had given them many unhappy moments.
human
I was always a trouble; what a pity I was ever born. She thought suddenly of her mother, remembering how she used to excuse her temper on the ground that her mother had had no self-control. She smiled faintly in the darkness at the childishness of such an excuse.
gpt
She wasn't to blame. I could have conquered it, but I didn't. I did nothing all my life but make trouble. She thought of her life as a thing of the past.
human
I was a great trial to them; it will be better for everybody this way, she said; and nestled down into the thought of the
gpt
with a satisfaction which was absolute comfort. Better; but still better if she had never lived. Then Blair would not have been disinherited, and by being disinherited driven into the dishonor of keeping money not intended for him.
human
It's really all my fault,