The Little Girl Who Lives Down the Lane Page #4

Emily Dickinson, yeah.

You know, it can be pretty nice here

in the village once you get used to it.

And just don't let Mrs. Hallet

hassle you.

Her son says I'm a pretty girl.

That what he said?

What is he, a pervert?

I guess that means little girls

shouldn't accept candy from him.

- Not if they're smart little girls.

- Don't worry, I won't.

I'm glad you came by, though.

Yeah, me too, I'm glad, but...

Do you like turkey?

Well, to tell you the truth, no.

You know, birds are reptiles

from way back.

Biologically.

Yeah, well, then I guess you don't

wanna buy a raffle ticket, huh?

You mean if we buy a raffle ticket,

we might win a turkey?

For Thanksgiving.

Yeah, a big 20-pounder.

- A big turkey, huh?

- Yeah.

Yeah, all right, we'll take two tickets.

Two dollars.

Look, I really hate to do this,

you know? I mean...

It's all right.

Hold on. Here.

There's one for you,

and one for your father.

And we'll see which one's

the lucky one, okay?

All right.

- Thank your father too.

- Sure.

- See you around.

- Bye-bye.

Hello?

- I may come in.

- I invited you, Mrs. Hallet.

We had a meeting

of the school board this morning.

I spoke to them about you.

I must say, when they heard about

your case, they were very interested.

I was just about to put a kettle on.

Would you like some tea?

Very interested in your case.

You don't wanna hear what they said?

As for tea, Darjeeling or Earl Grey?

I came here prepared

to forget about yesterday...

but I must say, I don't care for

your tone any better today.

Well, then it's up to me to apologise.

What I find particularly surprising...

is that most boys and girls

who are educated in England...

are so well-behaved.

What did you decide for the tea?

Not a glass of that thick, sweet wine...

you people use

in your religious rituals?

Or aren't you old enough to drink wine?

You told my son 14, you told me 13.

Now, which is it to be?

- Thirteen.

- And brilliant.

As so many of your people are.

Mrs. Hallet, will you please accept my

apology for what happened yesterday?

I'm afraid it isn't that simple.

You told my son your father

wished to speak to me?

I certainly wish to speak to him.

Call him.

Well, he's translating right now.

I couldn't disturb him

even for Officer Miglioriti.

Officer Miglioriti works

for people like me.

In case you're wondering...

I'm waiting right here

until you do call your father.

You never answered about the tea.

I can't imagine what made any of us

think you could be happy here.

My father and I love this house.

No, I think we'll make other plans.

Our lease is for three years.

Leases have known to be broken.

Unless, of course, your father and I

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