human
Very well, my dear. I'll rest for an hour. I'll do it because I know I may want my strength more, later on. She seemed to have aged ten years since the day Honor had come to _El Pozo_, but she came of fighting blood, this English wife of Jimsy's uncle.
gpt
I'm frightfully sorry you're let in for this, Honor, but it's no end of a comfort, having you. Call me if he rouses. I daresay I shan't really sleep.