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Fiona: I didn’t even know you could sing.
Matthew (beaming): Ah learned it. Lishy lovesh mushic.
Lilly: (still singing)
Fiona: I’m glad she makes you so happy. And you know that your father would be very proud. In fact I think he'd be singing to her whenever you don't have time.
Matthew: Ah wan’ ‘o shee her ash happy ash you shee me.
End of Part 4.4.
Matthew (sings, occasionally joined by Lilly): Oh, do you hear yon shepherdsh, Ash they walk along, Wi’ their plaidiesh pulled aboot them And their sheep they grashe on. Bushk, bushk, bonnie lashie And co’e along wi’ me And Ah'll ta’e ye tae Glen Isla Near Bonnie Glen Shee.
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[Author's note: Bonnie Glen Shee only became widely popular in the 20th century. But since it's said to be based on a traditional song, we'll pretend Matt heard it somewhere. It's just Lilly's song on my playlist.]
Thomas: But – if he had gotten well again, he’d be alive and we could write to him and ask him all our questions.
Matthew: Nah, he’d be ol’er than my gran’father.
Robert: You can tell because he’s using so many difficult words.
Graham: Did you secretly write the story yourself, Papa? After all your old horse is in it.
Cathy: I have a question: How can the people of Lilliput be named after Lilly, when it was I who named her? Didn’t you say Mr Swift, who wrote the story, died long ago?
Thomas: Why did he die?
Matthew: It’sh a co-in-shi-dence, Cathy. Thom’sh, Ah’m afraid Ah don’’ know wha’ Mr Swift died of.
Matthew: An’ now hush! Gram’ is going ‘o read ush a shtory.
Graham (reading): “When I found myself on my feet, I looked about me, and must confess I never beheld a more entertaining prospect. The country around appeared like a continued garden, and the enclosed fields, which were generally forty feet square, resembled so many beds of flowers. These fields were intermingled with woods of half a stang, and the tallest trees, as I could judge, appeared to be seven feet high.”
Matthew: We musht o’ercome our prejudicesh. Beshidesh, Lishy ish ‘o play it.
Alice: Lilly is two years old!
Matthew: Righ’. ‘oo young ‘o shtart playin’ ‘he violin.
Alice: Well, that’s true. I suppose she’s old enough to strike a key. And maybe Cathy and Mary will profit too. But you must teach them.
Alice: I don’t think I heard this correctly. You did what!?
Matthew: Ah bought a ‘iano.
Alice: But you hate playing the piano ever since that Miss Fraser turned you down because of it* – and very grateful I am about it.
Jonathan: Have you two talked about the recent events together at all?
Nicolas& Béatrice: …
Jonathan: You don’t have to of course. As a matter of fact I have a lot of experience with people who prefer to keep their feelings to themselves. Let’s get to work on our book. I’ve drafted the first chapters on architecture and I hope you’ve made some progress on the sculptures. I’m truly sorry we can’t mention a thirteen year old girl on the front-page, but from now on we also have a research-assistant, who will maybe provide a few notes about literature?
