human
Ah--ah! said she, softer than before and most hatefully a-smiling,
gpt
I tell you she is gone!
human
Gone--gone, is she? And you alone here, longing but for her return, through weeks and months and years waiting for her to come back to you; is not this the truth of it, yes? Now I, knowing this for very truth, could but scowl, finding no word to say, whiles this creature nodded and flashed white teeth in her hateful smile.
gpt
You loved this woman, said she,