human
Trypheny was crazy ... she'd ought to have a guardeen ... that Canuck shoemaker had addled her brains ... there'd ought to be a law against that kind of newspaper. ... Trypheny was goin' like her great-aunt, Lucilly, that died in the asylum. ...
gpt
There ain't any trouble 's I know of, she answered in a shaking voice.
human
I've just heard of a widow-woman, down in the city, who's bringin' up her two children in the corner of a basement where the green mold stands out on the wall, and I'm goin' down to fetch her an' the children up here to live with me ... them an' a little orphan boy as don't like the 'sylum where they've put him----
gpt
Why, Trypheny, you simple old critter, that's four people! Where you goin' to put 'em in this little tucked-up place?
human
Your own grandmother, Rebecca Mason, brought up a family of seven in a house no bigger than this, and no cellar.
gpt
But how, ... another voice exclaimed,
human
I'm a good sewer, I could make money sewing ... and I could do washings for city-folks, summer-times.... Her set mouth told what a price she paid for this voluntary abandonment of the social standing that had been hers by virtue of her idleness. She went on with sudden spirit,
gpt
You all act as though I was doin' it to spite you and to amuse myself! I don't _want_ to! When I think of my things I've kept so nice always, I'm _wild_ ... but how can I help it, now I know about 'em! I didn't sleep a wink last night. I'll go clean crazy if I don't do something! I saw those three children strugglin' in the water and their mother a-holdin' on 'em down, and then jumpin' in herself----Why, I give enough milk to the _cat_ to keep a baby ... what else can I do?