human
Is that dear May? Come in. May entered, and saw her aunt reclining in a lounging chair by the fireside. A book lay open beside her; but she evidently had not been reading recently. She looked up at May's flushed face and tear-swollen eyes, and these traces of emotion seemed to her satisfactory indications of what had passed.
gpt
He has spoken! It's all right! she said to herself. Then aloud, with a tender smile, holding out both her hands,
human
Well, darling?