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Wednesday, February 2, 2005


RAOUL
‘Little Lotte let her mind wander…’

CHRISTINE
You remember that, too…

RAOUL
‘…Little Lotte thought: Am I fonder of dolls…’

BOTH
‘…or of goblins, of shoes…’

CHRISTINE
‘…or of riddles of frocks…’

RAOUL
Those picnics in the attic… ‘…or of chocolates…’

CHRISTINE
Father playing the violin…

RAOUL
As we read to each other dark stories of the North…

CHRISTINE
‘No- what I love best, Lotte said, is when I’m asleep in my bed, and the Angel of Music sings songs in my head…’

BOTH
‘…the Angel of Music sings songs in my head…’

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