human
Matilda he said, after a few moments of silence,
gpt
Fool, returned the American,
human
I never loved you. A soul like mine feels passion but once. Hitherto I have played a part, hut the drama approaches to a close, and disguise of plot is no longer necessary. Gerald Grantham, you have been my dupe,--you came a convenient puppet to my hands, and as such I used you until the snapped wire proclaimed you no longer serviceable. No further.