human
Rachel, dear! she cried, kissing softly the thin hands worn with toil that covered Mrs. Hilyard's face--
gpt
she added, after a little tremulous pause.
human
I came to see if you had come home to tell you; he has sworn that it was not--oh, Mr. Vincent, I sent you word immediately when I got the message--he says it was not your sister; she had nothing to do with it, he says. Now I can look you in the face again. The first thing he was able to do when he came to himself was to clear her; and now she will get better--and your dear mother?