On the Black Hill Page #2

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Cold as charity.

Do help yourselves.

Ooh...very posh...

- Where's this, then, Mary?

- Oh, that's Benares.

With all this cold weather we've been

having, I suppose, sometimes,

you wish you was back in India.

And look at that elephant!

No, I'm pleased to be here.

How big are these elephants, then?

About three times the size of a carthorse.

'Tis cold, though, Ruth.

With so little hay, I don't know

how we're going to last the winter.

She hath trodden

in the steps of the Lord, mind.

She hath seen the Rose of Sharon.

Yes, I've been to the Holy Land,

as well as to India.

I've been to Carmel, and Hebron,

and Galilee...

And Babylon, by any chance?

No, Mother. Babylon isn't in the Holy Land.

No. It be not in the Holy Land.

Well, Your Ladyship knows best, I'm sure.

You'll have us the laughing stock.

I want none of your filthy Indian food!

Don't hit me!

I won't hit you!

Be the winter as makes me mad.

Some winters seem as they'll never end.

Well, next winter, we shall have

someone else to think about.

Stop that!

Will you hurt the baby?

Courage, man.

- Is she all right?

- Don't be so silly!

Please, God, it be a boy,

I'll never touch her again.

Anymore newspaper?

An oilskin? Anything will do.

- Be it a boy?

- Two of them!

So, which one's Lewis

and which one's Benjamin?

This is Lewis. This is Benjamin.

Ho-ho.

So. Who is who?

- What's your name?

- Benjamin.

- What about you?

- Lewis.

Like as two peas in a pod.

- How do you tell them apart, eh?

- Oh, I know...

Well, let's see, then.

Benjamin is in the brown,

and Lewis in the grey.

No, well, that is what they said, but,

actually, it's the other way round.

Little monkeys.

They depend on each other

for so much, sometimes I wonder

whether they really understand the

difference between yours and mine.

But they're soon going to have

a little brother or sister to play with.

Congratulations, Mary.

Oh, dear, now where have they got to?

Benjamin. Lewis.

Benjamin! Lewis!

"'She took a wand

and touched the stones.

'And immediately, his brother

and the animals came to life again.

"'And with them, many others

- merchants, artisans, shepherds -

"'all rose up, thanked the huntsman

for having released them,

"'and returned home.'

"The twin brothers, however,

when they saw each other again,

"kissed one another

and rejoiced greatly together.

"But they seized the old witch

and burnt her to death."

"And as soon as she was dead,

the forest opened up itself..."

There's no need to mollycoddle them.

"And you could see the royal palace,

three hours' walk away."

You very tired, boys? Don't worry.

Not far to go now.

Over there we go.

- Oh, it's you, Sam.

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