human
Dearest, dearest mother, lay by that work. It shames my manhood, it breaks my heart, to see you thus coining your very health and life into pence for our support; while I! oh, mother, I feel like a human vampire, preying upon your slender strength!
gpt
I am not sewing so much from necessity, now, dear William, as because I was not sleepy, being so much interested in your book.