... Are you rich?... How old are you?...
THE CHILD
I am going to be born soon.... I shall be born in twelve years.... Is it
nice to be born?...
TYLTYL
Oh, yes!... It's great fun!...
THE CHILD
How did you manage?...
TYLTYL
I can't remember.... It is so long ago!...
THE CHILD
They say it's lovely, the earth and the live people!...
TYLTYL
Yes, it's not bad.... There are birds and cakes and toys.... Some have them
all; but those who have none can look at them....
THE CHILD
They tell us that the mothers stand waiting at the door.... They are good,
aren't they?...
TYLTYL
Oh, yes!... They are better than anything in the world!... And the grannies
too; but they die too soon....
THE CHILD
They die?... What is that?...
TYLTYL
They go away one evening and do not come back....
THE CHILD
Why?...
TYLTYL
How can one tell?... Perhaps because they feel sad....
THE CHILD
Has yours gone?...
TYLTYL
My grandmamma?...
THE CHILD
Your mamma or your grandmamma, I don't know....
TYLTYL
Oh, but it's not the same thing!... The grannies go first; that's sad
enough.... Mine was very kind to me....
THE CHILD
What is the matter with your eyes?.
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