human
Mamma, the new governess has come, she cried, out of breath, shaking back, with a toss of her head, the sandy locks that had fallen over her forehead;
gpt
she went on, without taking the least notice of Reinhard’s presence.
human
She has a bright red ribbon on her bonnet, and her mantilla is even more old-fashioned than Frau von Lehr’s. I won’t go to walk with her, you need not tell me to, mamma!
gpt
My child, I pray you, for Heaven’s sake, do not speak so loud, she gasped;