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that one needs one s!ngle pure act!v!ty.
:17:03
l would call love a s!ngle pure act!v!ty.
:17:07
But l don't really love anybody, not now.
:17:12
You mean that...
:17:14
!f there !sn't a woman...
:17:17
then there's noth!ng?
:17:20
More or less that...
:17:22
see!ng there's no God.
:17:26
Rupert, what !s !t you really want?
:17:31
l want...
:17:33
to s!t w!th my beloved !n a f!eld...
:17:38
w!th da!s!es grow!ng all around us.
:17:57
We have dev!sed an enterta!nment for you...
:18:01
!n the style of the Russ!an ballet.
:18:09
Who are those Brangwen g!rls?
:18:11
Teachers !n the grammar school.
Gudrun pretends she's an art!st as well.
:18:15
-What's the!r father?
-Hand!crafts !nstructor !n the same school.
:18:19
Really?
:18:21
Class barr!ers are break!ng down.
:18:23
That the!r father teaches handcraft
!n school doesn't matter to me.
:18:34
l shall be Orpah...
:18:36
a v!v!d, sensat!onal w!dow.
:18:40
l am only just a w!dow...
:18:43
and l slowly dance
the death of my husband...
:18:47
before return!ng to my former l!fe.
:18:50
And Gudrun w!ll be the beaut!ful Ruth.
:18:55
Her husband, too, has just now d!ed.
:18:59
She weeps w!th me, and laments.