human
Yes, they have a good many visitors, said Jennie.
gpt
They did last summer, when poor Mrs. Poe was alive.
human
Was _she_ very beautiful?
gpt
Oh, child, beauty isn't everything! and Jennie smiled.
human
Yes; it was said she was. But she was so thin and pale. She used to sit out there on the porch, wrapped in a white shawl, with his arm about her, or her head resting on his shoulder. You see no one knew much about them then, and they kept so to themselves. Then there is his unfortunate habit, that you cannot help feeling ought not to belong to a person of his intelligence. It is a great pity.