human
You see, Mrs. Ellsworth, madame, he said, proudly giving her her true name, bringing a flash of pleasure to her eyes,
gpt
I fear so, sobbed Dainty; then she added:
human
Do you think, mammy, that Mrs. Ellsworth is still unrelenting?
gpt
Hard as a stone, honey!
human
But perhaps if she knew the truth, that a child is to come of that secret marriage, she might relent and pity it enough to acknowledge me as Love's wife,