human
He's daid! He's daid! Dem pore chillern is all widderless orphans. I felt it a-comin'! Who' gwine feed an' clothe and shelter dose pore lambs? Ma heart's done bruck! Done bruck!
gpt
Minervy! Minervy! Do you know what you are doing! Let go of Mrs. Harold this instant, ordered Peggy, nearly overcome with mortification that her guest should meet with such an experience at Severndale.
human
Do you hear me? Control yourself at once.