human
Poor Mrs. Martin! she sobbed,
gpt
It is about eight years ago that she lost her husband, said neighbour Smith.
human
He died from the bite of a mad dog. He was the 'Squire's gamekeeper then. Little Sally was not born until five months after her father's death. I don't know how the widow has contrived to scratch along, and keep out of the workhouse. But she was always a hard-working woman. She had no friend like the Squire, to take _her_ by the hand and give her son a genteel education. She did get along, however, and sent that Bill to Mr. Bullen's school; but she half starved herself to do it--and what good? He has been a world of trouble to her, and almost broke her heart before he run off to 'Meriky. This fresh misfortune will go nigh to kill her outright.
gpt
And was it to add to this poor devoted creature's sorrows, I asked myself,