:46:39
I've been writing, and
your Uncle Daniel's been trying to call
:46:43
to see where you've been.
:46:45
You're the spitting image of your mother.
Pretty as a picture.
:46:49
I don't know why I go on.
What you need is cold lemonade.
:46:53
You sit right there and I'll be right back.
:46:57
Everybody's going to be
so happy to see you.
:47:02
We'll get those clothes off you and
you're going to get into a nice bath.
:47:07
Then you're going to sleep in your own
little bed, alongside your cousin Edna.
:47:13
I near give up on you, child.
:47:16
I bet you're starving to death.
I'm going to cut you a big piece of pie.
:47:23
We got those telegrams.
Then we never did hear from you.