human
We may have to resort to a tube, but in the meantime, we'll try something else, Doctor Grant explained to Jane and Jerry.
gpt
Suppose you go out on the balcony for a little; we'll call you if there is any change. So many of us are disturbing to him, I think.
human
All right,
gpt
Is there any hope, Doctor Grant?
human
He's a sick baby, but I've had them worse off than that. You go out there and make up your mind that Baby is going to get well,
gpt
I can't sit still, Jerry; let's walk.
human
All right.
gpt
Oh, Mary pity, women---- came to his mind, with an overwhelming realization of the pathos of life. This groping of human creatures toward--what? All bound together in strange, even accidental, relationship; held in bondage by affections, instincts, passions; fighting free--going on--but where? Bobs's terrible sculpture of
human
Woman