Sit down, little girl. He does not know.
GIRL
Sadly.
I am asking, and they are silent.
EMIL GRELIEU
I suppose she is also asking the bodies of the dead that lie in the fields and in the ditches how to go to Lonua.
JEANNE
Her hands and her dress were bloodstained. She was walking all night. Take a rest, my little one! I will hold you in my arms, and you will feel better and more comfortable, my little child.
GIRL
Softly.