1:09:01
Oh, literature! I love it! Poetry.
1:09:04
"This is the forest primeval,
the murmuring pines and the hemlocks..."
1:09:08
- Here.
- Two scoops.
1:09:10
Ah... Oh. No napkins. I'll get them.
1:09:15
- Mr. Bryant?
- Oh. Thank you.
1:09:31
You're rather late arriving
at the little affair we are giving.
1:09:34
Dear Nancy,
you look so hot and exhausted.
1:09:37
Bathe your face
and run a comb through your hair.
1:09:40
- I've been working.
- That's what I mean.
1:09:43
You look it.
1:09:53
Oh, Mr. Bryant, you shouldn't
be standing out here in this hot sun.
1:10:01
I think we can find some shade.
1:10:04
Shade sounds great.
1:10:09
Oh!
1:10:16
- Oh, Nancy.
- Osh.
1:10:18
I've just remembered where
old Mrs. Hamilton's picture was hid.
1:10:21
- Oh, where is she?
- Since I mislaid Mr. Hamilton's letter,
1:10:26
I ain't been able to sleep nights.
1:10:28
Then driving over here,
it came to me like a ray of light.
1:10:32
She's in there!
1:10:34
- In the Dutch oven?
- Just like the letter said.
1:10:38
- Funny place to put your mother.
- The Dutch oven is cool and dry.
1:10:43
Wouldn't have harmed the old lady
if she'd been put in there alive.
1:10:47
You'll be out soon!
1:10:51
A dear little gold football.
1:10:56
And to think that you won it!
1:10:59
Please tell me all about it.