human
Good-night, my poor dear! said the kind-hearted old body as she ushered Mrs. Winslow into her best room, a long antiquated chamber, full of panels, wardrobes set in the wall, and ghostly, creaking furniture.
gpt
I have to give you this room, we are so full. My first husband died there, but you don't care for anything like _that_. I never sleep there, the place scares me; but I know you will like it, you are so brave!