human
Mary, my darling! she cried at last, when she saw the deformed vainly striving to control the emotion which convulsed her whole frame--
gpt
Mary, she faltered, in a tone of deep self-reproach,
human
I did not mean to vex you. I know that you are better than me, and you must not take so to heart my wild words; I am miserable and unhappy; I do not always know what I say.
gpt
You forgive me, Mary?