human
Uncle, she said,
gpt
Hush! child, the old officer said;
human
No, uncle, no, the girl cried passionately,
gpt
I will never believe it, not to the end of my life. I cannot prove him innocent, but I know he is so, and some day it will be proved; but till then I shall still think of him as my dear brother, as my true-hearted brother, who has been wrongfully accused, and who is the victim of some wicked plot of which, perhaps, Fred Barkley knows more than any one else,
human
Poor child! he said,