human
I hope and pray this may not get into a society paper, she cried at the last, as she was seated in the carriage,
gpt
No, Cousin Eunice, he said,
human
Really and truly we are, as Phronsie kept saying over and over again with every revolution of the car-wheels, in a crooning fashion, and making it impossible for Mr. King to shiver in apprehension at the step he was taking. Were not two cases of blankets and household comforts safely packed away in the luggage car?
gpt
It's not such a dreadful risk, said the old gentleman gruffly to himself,