The high spirited daughter of the village lord and her mother have been living in the forest for seven years near her wise grandmother. They...更多>
Linet: The funny thing is, it was Dagger who told me not to talk to strangers. Lady Jean: Well, next time, maybe you'll listen to him. Linet: Well, I shall still think it's a sad way of looking at things. Nanny Bess: Oh, Linet, you'll never change! Percival: Well, as long as you know the difference between being fool-hearted and being brave. Linet: One is facing trouble and the other is looking for it. Linet: If you never talk to strangers, you may never make a friend, and a friendly looking stranger is no danger. Dagger: It's a crazy world, m'dear. Linet: People always in a hurry. Dagger: Some young ladies disapear. Linet: Long as I'm here, why worry? Lady Jean: Mother, you must be careful what you say and do. People will say you are a witch. Nanny Bess: No, daughter, no. Just because I know a few things, that doesn't make me a witch. But just to be on the safe side, let's keep this a secret. Agreed? Linet: Agreed. Lady Jean: I love Percival. Godfrey: Then you love in vain. He's dead. Lady Jean: I can't believe that. Godfrey: You're stubborn. He's dead. Linet: He is not dead, Uncle. You mustn't say so. Godfrey: HE IS DEAD! Godfrey: You don't love anything, do you, Dagger? Dagger: I love to hunt with the pack under a full moon... I love a romantic dinner by the sea... The two don't seem to go together, though. Percival: Excuse me, ma'am. I don't know where I am; whose lands these are. I happen to be a stranger just home from the war. Nanny Bess: Well, you've landed on the moon and it's made of green cheese. And it belongs to an old frump named Molly... Welcome home, Percival. Linet: Mother, when will he come? Lady Jean: Your father? Soon... soon, I hope. Lady Jean: No night / you don't frighten me / you're dark and gray / but you won't be here in the morning / for one whole day / Cry wind / try to frighten me / cry good and strong / but you won't be here in the morning / so I won't cry alone / Moon blowing a ghostly shade / smile away / soon you'll fade / I look up at a moonlit star / wondering where you are / Sleep child / Sleep now quietly / Be calm and still / the mist may rise / the hawk may cry / as shadows haunt my lullaby / But they won't be here in the morning / I will Lady Jean: [after Linet is asleep] So night / Why you frighten me is hard to say / Perhaps because as nights go on / I think how long my man's been gone / But you won't be here in the morning / He may.