human
This, he said, laying a finger on the envelope,
gpt
shifting his finger to the bag,
human
Your mother refused to touch it, Mr. Varrel,
gpt
What do you mean? he demanded, with startling suddenness.
human
Who told you she would not touch it?
gpt
She herself. She said there was blood on it--those were her words--and that she would have nothing to do with it till you had proved to her how you had come by it.
human
Old people when they lie dying often get strange fancies into their heads, and give expression to all manner of ridiculous things. Sensible people take no heed of their ravings at such times.
gpt
On the contrary, it is at such times that secrets long hidden come unexpectedly to light.