human
I have not talked so much for-- I wonder how long it is? said the widow, with a faint smile.
gpt
Oh, Arthur dear, I feel as if somehow a millstone had been on my heart, and God had taken it off. Doctor, it is--it is--all your doing, under Providence, said the little woman, looking full in his face. Perhaps she believed it--at least she meant him to believe so. She swallowed the draught he gave her with that smile upon her face, and laid down her throbbing head in the quietness and darkness.
human
Go with the doctor, Arthur dear, she said, denying the yearning in her heart to question her son farther, lest Dr. Rider might perhaps suppose all was not so well as she said;