"𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛."

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝟷

𝚆𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚝𝚘𝚗, 𝙳𝙲
𝙻𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝟷𝟿𝟿𝟷 𝙹𝚄𝙽𝙴
𝙼𝙰𝚁𝙸𝙰 𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙸𝙽𝙴𝚉 𝚂𝙲𝚁𝙴𝙰𝙼𝙴𝙳 𝙸𝙽 𝙰𝙶𝙾𝙽𝚈, 𝙵𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖, "𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜! 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸'𝚖 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗 𝙸𝚅𝚈 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚎 --- "
𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝙲𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙰𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚅𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝙰𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑, 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐. "[𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚂𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚝 𝟽𝟷] 𝙽𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝙼𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚞𝚛𝚕𝚢 𝚂𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗 𝙱𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝙶𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚃𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚊𝚖 𝚏𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚃𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍, 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚅𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚆𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝙳𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕: ,"𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚕𝚢.
"𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝙸 𝙱𝚎𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝙸'𝚖 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚒𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚖𝚊 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛." 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝙿𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚍. "𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚞𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝, 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊," 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚕𝚢. "𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝙳𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚛 𝚒𝚜, 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚜."
𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 she 𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛.
"𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝙲𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛."
"𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠."
"𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝. 𝙸𝚝'𝚜. . . 𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜."
"𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚜," 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗. "𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚎𝚝, 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊, 𝙸 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚗. 𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚢."
𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚣𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚙 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍.
"𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚜," 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚣 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚢. "𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙻𝚘 . . . " 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚐𝚘 𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐.
"𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝙷𝚘𝚠 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚌 ," 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝙲𝚑𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚙𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛. "𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝙷𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚜. 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜. 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚒𝚝." 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚏𝚎𝚠 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜, 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚣 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍."𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚙𝚜."
"𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚎 𝚒𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙲𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝙸𝚜𝚕𝚊 𝚍𝚎 𝙲𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚗," 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚎𝚛. " 𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎."
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝙸𝙰 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚌𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚗. "𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎," 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍. "𝙼𝚢 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚏---"
"𝚆𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎," 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚖𝚕𝚢."𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚍𝚘." 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝙸𝙰 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 𝚗𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍
-𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚊𝚐𝚎, 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚜𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚍.
𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝙲𝙸𝙰 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖.
𝙰 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚢 𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚋𝚞𝚍 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚛." 𝙼𝚖𝚖𝚖. 𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍, 𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚠 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚙𝚘𝚛𝚝, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎."
𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚗𝚘𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚣. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛.
𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝'𝚜 𝚒𝚝,"𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚑𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚜𝚎 𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚌𝚎." 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠." "𝚄𝚗𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚕𝚢," 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍, 𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚡 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚝 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎'𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘."𝙱𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚠. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚞𝚜 𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎. 𝚆𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍, 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊?" 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚡𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍, "𝚘𝚔𝚊𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗, 𝙸'𝚟𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍. 𝙽𝚘𝚠 𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚍𝚘𝚌𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚡 𝚖𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍. 𝙸 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎."
𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚕, 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝚜𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚛 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎.
" 𝚈𝚘𝚞'𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗, 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊. 𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍. 𝙷𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚊𝚛𝚍, 𝙸𝚏 𝙸 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚢𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚖 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛. "𝙸 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝙺𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙿𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝙱𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝙸𝚜 𝚂𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚏𝚞𝚗. 𝙸𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚗 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐  𝚆𝚒𝚕𝚍  𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝙱𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚜
𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝙰𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚕 𝙾𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊𝚕𝚕." 𝙵𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚉𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚌 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚗, 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚎. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚠, 𝚜𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚢𝚘𝚞."
𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚏𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙳𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝙰𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚙 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚠 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚢 𝚙𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚕 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚞𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚘𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚘𝚕𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛. "𝙽𝚘, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎, 𝙶𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚒𝚜---" 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜.