human
This is your doing! she screamed, her black eyes flashing fire, and her swarthy skin bleaching yellow with fury.
gpt
You turned her head with your fine friends and their fairy tales. What could I expect but that my girl would be led astray? But her character is not the only one at stake. When we know the truth we'll hear more about that precious aunt of yours. Aunt, indeed! Who ever heard of an aunt screaming for her daughter and meaning her niece?
human
Marie Brissac, she cried,
gpt
Oh, please, please, don't quarrel with Madame Brissac on my account, wailed Yvonne, daring all, even a blow, and putting her arms round the half-demented woman's shoulders.
human
You poor dear, she went on in a voice choked with sobbing,