human
Dearest mother, said the girl,
gpt
Leave me alone, awhile, child, she replied.
human
I have got something to think over.
gpt
I should have died, dearest mother, had he not loved me. She knew her child, and that these words were not lightly spoken. She felt, moreover, what she owed to this child, who had been for years defrauded of her due share of maternal love. Would she not have cause of bitter complaint against a brother who, after years of long wild wandering, had only returned to his country to bring fresh misery on his mother's head, and to destroy the whole happiness of his sister's life?
human
No, said the stronghearted woman,