The Blue Bird: a Fairy Play in Six Acts by Maurice Maeterlinck
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page 58 of 198 (29%)
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Yes, it won't go away; there's nothing to be done for it....
TYLTYL Oh, how well they look, how fat and glossy they are!... What jolly cheeks they have!... They look well fed.... GRANNY TYL They have been much better since they ceased living.... There's nothing more to fear, nobody is ever ill, one has no anxiety.... (_The clock inside the cottage strikes eight_.) GRANNY TYL (_amazed_) What's that?... GAFFER TYL I don't know, I'm sure.... It must be the clock.... GRANNY TYL It can't be.... It never strikes.... GAFFER TYL Because we no longer think of the time.... Was any one thinking of the time?... TYLTYL Yes, I was.... What is the time?... GAFFER TYL I'm sure I can't tell.... I've forgotten how.... It struck eight times, so |
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