human
Your husband speaks to you, Jack Tier,
gpt
May _yours_ never have occasion to speak to you, Rose Budd, in the same way, was the solemn answer.
human
I do not flatter myself that I ever was as comely as you, or that yonder poor dying wretch was a Harry Mulford in his youth; but we were young and happy, and respected once, and loved each other; yet you see what its all come to!