human
You dirty--beastly-- she gasped for breath, then turned, and seizing her hat and coat she rushed blindly from the room and through the outer office. In the elevator crowded with men she felt a queer taste in her mouth.
gpt
That's blood, she thought.
human
Biting my lip, am I--well, bite on. I'm not going to cry--I'm not, I'm not--I'll reach that street if it kills me!