human
How unhappy I am! said the chemist's wife, looking angrily at her husband, who was undressing quickly to get into bed again.
gpt
Oh, how unhappy I am! she repeated, suddenly melting into bitter tears.
human
And nobody knows, nobody knows. . . .
gpt
I forgot fourpence on the counter, muttered the chemist, pulling the quilt over him.
human
Put it away in the till, please. . . .