human
Mitiahwe, heart's blood of mine, she said,
gpt
I heard a cry in the night while my man slept, Mitiahwe answered, looking straight before her,
human
But he did not hear--he was asleep beside Mitiahwe. If he did not wake, surely it was good-luck. Thy breath upon his face kept him sleeping. Surely it was good-luck to Mitiahwe that he did not hear.