human
when the other thought it
gpt
and _vice versâ_. Each considered her own ailments
human
&c. &c.--and assured you, with mild disdain, that the other's malady was
gpt
Each related to you how admirably they would have travelled if _her_ counsel had been followed, and described how the other _would_ take the direction of everything, _would_ confuse poor Chanderlos, the courier, till he hardly knew where he was, and _would_ take the night express out of pure unkindness, just because she knew how ill it always made her (the speaker) feel to be torn across any country the whole night at that dreadful pace; each was dissatisfied with everything, pleased with nothing, and bored, as became ladies of good degree; each found the sun too hot or the wind too cold, the mists too damp or the air too dry, and both combined their forces to worry their ladies'-maids, find fault with the viands, drive their lords to the registering of an oath never to travel with women again, welcome us benignly, since they thought we might amuse them, and smile their sunniest on Dunbar--he's heir-prospective to the Gwynne Marquisate, and Lady Marqueterie, the Saint, is not above keeping one eye open for worldly distinctions, while Mrs. Albany Protocol, though a Radical, is, like certain others of the ultra-Liberal party, not above a personal kow-towing before those