human
Why do we move so in New York! She thought of that plan of her husband's for the future city street, with long rows on either hand of huge apartment buildings with receding terraces, numberless hanging gardens looking into the street below. And she wondered whether the city would ever be anything like that?
gpt
In New York all things are possible.
human
However. Ethel went to her desk and rummaged for paper, pen and ink. Then she took out of a cubby-hole a bulky letter and read it through. It was the
gpt
come again on its annual journey over the land. It had been in a lonely mining camp, on a cattle ranch, in a mill town and in cities large and small. There were many kinds of handwriting here, and widely different stories of the growth, the swift unfolding, of the lives of a new generation of women.
human
Girls like me.
gpt
I have been here for over three years--but it was hard to write before, because everything was far from clear. She stopped and frowned.
human
How much shall I tell them? An eagerness to be frank and tell all was mingled with that feeling of Anglo-Saxon reticence which had been bred in Ethel's soul back in the town in Ohio.
gpt
Besides, I haven't time,