human
HER CHILD, HER LITTLE SON, WAS UNDER THE HEAVY WHEELS!
gpt
Cruel, wicked man! she cried, and then her eyes happening to fall on the heap of stones which had supplied her with a family, she saw another stone smiling at her now. She ran quickly to it, picked it up and kissed it affectionately, and then, happy in her new treasure, she cried out defiantly to the carrier, whom she could still see in the distance:
human
Ah! I don't care! I've got another--there, then! and it's a girl this time. I won't have any more dreadful boys to be afraid of wolves, and to go and get themselves killed just to make their poor mother unhappy.