gpt
Priscilla:  "In a way, I rather enjoyed myself on this little excursion. Allow me to thank you on behalf of my husband." Priscilla said, her arrogance undiminished, as they sat in the parlor of the Pendleton mansion. She brought a cup to her lips as she spoke.
human
Serena:  "As your host, it is a burden off my shoulders to hear you say that. And speaking of your husband, I don’t believe I see him. Where might he be?" Serena smiled and accepted Priscilla’s expression of gratitude.
gpt
Priscilla:  "He’s been indisposed in the days since our trip. Overstimulated. He’s a weakling, you see."
human
Serena:  "If what Miles and Balleroy told me is true, I can’t blame the count for feeling overwhelmed. But in any case, I’m glad to hear that he’s safe."
gpt
Priscilla:  Priscilla smiled quietly; such decency was unexpected from the Scorching Lady, known for the depths of her brutality.