Pola X Page #2

My love...

I was about to call you.

Ah, Thibault told you...

Face, I know at last

whence you've come!

But why you, a specter

seen in the night a few weeks ago,,,

Do you know

what time it is, Mister?

I woke up exhausted.

I don't know why.

I'm here.

I know.

We're due at the club

in half-an-hour.

Marie, I don't think...

You can't leave me

with all those men!

Okay... I'll take a shower

and meet you there.

Promise?

I spoke to Father Vidali,

We've seta date for the wedding,

September 6,

So soon?

Why not?

That leaves us enough time,

All right... Fine...

Well,

aren't you eager to call Lucie?

Yes, but I'd rather tell her

in person. I'll go now.

But,,, there's no ferry now!

I'll take the bridge!

Excuse me.

Don't be afraid.

I want to talk to you.

I saw you the other day...

I won't harm you.

Wait!

Who are you?

Who are you?

Pierre...

Come near to me.

You know my name?

You are not the only child.

You must believe me.

I am your sister, Isabelle.

What's this lie?

My life...

You must know.

How it Started?

I not remember.

Had I father, mother?

No.

Always, I was alone, alone.

I see old house,

black, wicked house.

Where? What country?

I not remember.

My hands always cold...

me very little

and house very big.

Outside, the forest,

with trees twisted like this...

I very afraid of those trees.

Never, I see a person.

Only old man and old woman,

like ghosts in the house.

They give me food

but say no words to me, never.

So, I was alone...

alone...

After, man from France come to us.

He speak to me...

but I not understand

words from his country.

He gave me the coat and the doll.

And I go away with him.

After, I not remember.

After, another country...

Rich country.

Big white house... rich.

And the man, he live with his wife.

She is beautiful.

Golden hair...

I have pretty room

and very good bed.

There is a big green garden

with much, much light.

But I am afraid,

always afraid.

And I cannot speak, never.

After, the woman,

she is getting big.

And after, after...

in the house, the little baby.

And I'm very afraid!

But this child...

when he grow a little,

he call me to play with him.

With him...

I know I am same...

as trees, earth, the animals.

I live.

So if it rains,

I know:
This is rain...

and I am Isabelle!

But the woman,

when I kiss the child,

she is very angry.

She says that I attack

the little child!

Like a dog!

I cry loud!

I roll on the floor!

And I must go... again.

Because I...

I am very bad person!

After...

new country.

I stay in village

with woman from village.

I call her Aunt.

Aunt Ziba.

I live with her children.

I work the cows, the land.

It is good...

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