human
Oh, my son! my only one! the darling of my old age! my sole earthly pride and hope! Oh, Reginald! would to God we had both died ere we had lived to see this day!
gpt
My poor mother--my dear mother! said the youth, with tears in his dark eyes,
human
Do not despair, mother; we may yet meet again. Who knows?
gpt
There are such things as breaking chains and escaping, mother.
human
And I, if it be in the power of man, I shall escape--I shall return, and then--