human
Excuse me, Miss Stowe, he said;
gpt
I should have spoken. My eyes are accustomed to this light, and I recognized you; but of course you could not see me.
human
It is grandly solitary here on a rainy day, isn't it? he continued.
gpt
I used often to come here during a storm. It makes one feel as if already disembodied--as if he were a shade, wandering on the gray, unknown outskirts of another world.