human
It is queer, Mam’selle, she sometimes said,
gpt
What kind of a feeling, child?
human
I do not know, but I am afraid of it and _It_ is afraid of you. You’re like a light, making the darkness go. When I was sickest, sometimes I felt I was lost in the blackness. Then I touched your hand, and I found my way back.
gpt
Mam’selle was shortened to
human
Mam’sle,