:26:00
Oh my.
- Hello, misses Feenstra.
:26:04
I'm just dropping in.
- Allready up, l see.
:26:08
Misses is visiting.
You can sit in the good chair.
:26:12
Mother, there is a carriage...
:26:15
Take off your clogs boy.
Just look at the mud. Get out.
:26:24
What do l see? Another child coming?
What a joy, isn't it?
:26:32
So you've come to see the youngest?
:26:37
Yes, my dear.
:26:41
You'll get to drink soon.
:26:46
You'll get some soon.
:26:51
Here, do you want to hold him?
:26:54
I saw it. Saw her.
:26:57
There was only one thing to do:
Don't nag, don't complain.
:27:01
Do what l have to do
as a mother and a writer.
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The little sweetheart.
:27:07
It was very quiet
in the normally crowded room.
:27:10
The cat was purring,
the geraniums on the windowsil.
:27:14
And old Saapke,
was atking a nap by the table.
:27:19
Goddamn him, how dare he?
A letter from my father:
:27:24
'...calling my commissars leeches...
:27:29
...and simultaneously wanting to get
paid for it, just goes too far.
:27:36
I sincerely regret that you'r social-democratic delusions...
:27:40
...and the way you act,
wich controls your whole persona...
:27:45
...is destroying your happiness and
of your wife and children.
:27:51
If your ideas should ever become a reality...
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...our whole society,
wich includes the working class, shall be ruined.'