human
Where are you going?
gpt
You told me to leave you, said Helen, faintly,
human
she exclaimed, with a sudden and startling flash of indignation;
gpt
I will not stay to be so insulted and trampled on. Let me pass.
human
You shall not go to Clinton.
gpt
Let me pass, I say, cried Helen, with a wild vehemence, that contrasted fearfully with her usual gentleness.
human
I am afraid of you, with such daggers in your tongue.