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:10:07
Come in, señorita, I know you;
Saturno's mother is your servant

:10:14
- What a nice smell!
- Fried bread; would you like some?

:10:17
Yes, please, I've always liked that
:10:29
I'm afraid it's only a poor man's meal
:10:33
Perhaps you'd like a fried egg, too?
:10:36
No, thank you, I'm expected home
for lunch

:10:42
As Saturno is your son's friend...
:10:45
...I came with them to hear you
ring the bells

:10:50
They won't even hear
the canon of 42 bells

:10:57
How lucky you are to have
such a lovely view

:11:02
You must feel very important up here,
as though you ruled the world

:11:06
I'm used to the view; I take no notice
:11:09
We used to be important, but nowadays
we're no more important than a cat

:11:15
Why aren't you important now?
:11:17
There used to be a lot of religion
about and people respected the bells

:11:23
There was the passing bell,
the fire bell...

:11:29
...the call to Mass, the chimes
of great devotion...

:11:33
...and people listened, and went to
visit the dying, bury the dead...

:11:38
...or take up their blunderbusses
when they heard the alarm

:11:42
Times have changed; now everyone's
in a hurry to make money

:11:46
They even complain that the bell
for Mass wakes them up

:11:53
- Some more, señorita?
- With pleasure

:11:56
This is the way bell-ringers fry
their bread, señorita


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