:28:10
We can't go much further.
:28:13
We promised Mademoiselle
:28:17
we wouldn't be long away.
:28:37
If only we could
stay out all night
:28:40
and watch the moon rise.
:28:44
(Edith)
Blanche said Sara writes poetry
in the dunny!
:28:47
She found one there on the floor
all about Miranda.
:28:52
She's an orphan.
:29:01
Sara reminds me of a little deer
Papa brought home once.
:29:07
I looked after it,
but it died.
:29:14
Mama always said
it was doomed.
:29:18
Doomed?
What's that mean, Irma?
:29:21
Doomed to die, of course.
:29:24
"The boy stood
on the burning deck,
:29:26
whence all but he had fled,
tra la..."
:29:29
I forget the rest.
:29:32
I think I must be doomed.
I don't feel at all well.
:29:37
I do wish you'd stop
talking for once.
:29:41
Poor Edith.
We'll go back soon.