human
This is indeed mine, said Matilda, mournfully.
gpt
It was taken for me, as I have since understood, in the very year when I was laid an orphan and a stranger at the door of that good man, who calling himself my uncle, has been to me through life a more than father. Thank God, she pursued with greater animation, her large dark eyes upturned, and sparkling through the tears that forced themselves upwards,