human
Never mind to read it, chère, Mme. De l'Isle said,
gpt
They don't want it at all, she said.
human
They have sent it back!
gpt
Oh-h-h! Impossible! exclaimed the two sisters, their eyes filling.
human
The clerk he's put the wrong letter--letter for another party!
gpt
No; Mr. Chester, he has the manuscript. Ah, you poor --again she smiled, biting her lip and wiping her tears. Then she turned, looked steadfastly into Mrs. Chester's face, and suddenly handed her the missive.
human
Read it out.