"All I know about the war is that the Germans invaded Luxembourg." "For 4 years Luxembourg was occupied by the Nazis." "The war ended long ago, but there is still a lot of talk about all that happened then." "Most people here were against the Nazis." "But there were those that were on their side." "Nobody has ever explained it all to me." "My Papa always says I'm too young for all that." "When the Americans liberated us, and forced the Nazis back, the difficult years were behind us." "I was born 6 years after the war." "Now I'm 12 years old." "Perl or Pica" "Norbi!" "Time should just stand still." "But it never does." "The clock is always on Papa's side." " I know, I'm late." " Go and wash your hands." "Just a minute... 50 seconds to gulp down a soup would be a record." "You stay out of it." "Come on now!" "Pretend it's cream of sorrel soup." "There's crap in the soup!" "Your mother doesn't cook crap." "Alright then." "Come..." "Papa!" "Don't!" "So." "Today he laid it on really hard..." "He just wants your plate cleaned." "Next time I'll eat your soup." "What's that red mark on your neck?" "You've been spying!" " Show me!" " No, it's nothing to do with you." "What is it?" "A love bite." "You get it when you kiss." " Has Papa seen it?" " If you tell on me, I'm warning you..." "In your nightdress already?" "Just look at that!" " It wasn't me." " Who was it, then?" "How am I going to get that clean?" "I slave away the whole day as it is." "Have you any idea what it cost?" "Those Wop whores attacked us!" "Watch your language." "And did they do it in your bed?" "I had to change your bed again this morning." "I can't help it!" "Norbi!" "If I think really hard on my bladder, that should do it." "Bladder, are you listening to me?" "No puddles tonight." "Agreed?" "Shit." "Pick that up." "Norbi!" "Pick it up yourself." "Our altar boy is getting angry." "Mecki's coming." "Good morning, teacher." "Sit." "You call that monitoring?" "Date." "Zantin!" "26th of March 1962, Sir." "Added together?" "2 and 6 is eight... and 3 is 11... and 1 is... 12... 2 plus 9 is 11." "Sit." "Times 12, divided by 6?" "Scholtes!" "100 lines!" ""I must listen when my classmates are being asked a question!"" "Welscheid!" "11 times 12 is..." "The result of the calculation is unimportant." "I'm sure Treines is out to get Backes." "22." "Sir." "22..." "Backes!" " Have you done your homework?" " Yes, Sir." "Always me." "Why am I always picked on?" "What do other mothers say when their boys come home with torn pullovers?" " Do you like it?" " Yes." "How does it work?" "There's no aerial." " Hello, Auntie Zess." " Hello." "Norbi." "A parcel arrived, from Aunt Jacqueline in America." "That's for you." "Have you seen what she sent me?" "It's great." "I'm very excited." "It's fantastic." "Try it on." "I'll just go and hang up my jacket." "Can you manage?" "Can he wear that to church?" "Well it is very smart." "Like an American." "Do you like it?" "It suits you." " Where did you get the anorak?" " From America." "My aunt sent it to me." "It was expensive, I'm sure." "Somebody's been killed!" " Stabbed 20 times in the heart!" " Where?" "North Furnace Street." "Let's go!" "They found a corpse." "Stabbed!" "Everything was covered in blood." "What were you doing there?" "We were just looking." "We saw them carry the dead body out." "I don't want to hear anything about it." "I don't want you looking at things like that." " We..." " Give me the ruler." "Why is the candle here?" "So there will never be another war." "Can I have one too?" "Why do I only get such a small candle?" "Do you believe that God is just as satisfied with a small candle?" "I think so..." "What does REM mean?" "It means remit." "That is when you subtract something from a customer." "What do you subtract?" "You just say it like that." "The customer has to pay less..." "and that's subtracted from the till at night." "Some customers want a reduction on everything." "Even for a bar of soap." "Oh, Mr Weldscheid..." "can you give me a reduction?" "What's the "P" mean?" "Nothing." "Sister Bernadette." "Sister Mara, good morning to you!" "We would like a typewriter" "Here we have... the SM-20." "Our newest model, a very practical machine" "What's the difference between the two models?" "The difference lies mainly in the typeface." "We have two typefaces:" "Perl or Pica." "This is Pica." "This is Perl." "These are the only two that are exported overseas." "Typewriters are like churches:" "There is a limited choice." "And just what do you mean?" "My dear Sister, one goes either to heaven or to hell." "What do they cost?" "They both cost the same." "5,740 Francs." "With a case." "Of course!" "That is... not exactly a gift." "I can give you a little reduction." "Let's say 5.200." "Hope God will remember this later." "We will have to think about it." "Goodbye." "We'll never see those two again." " You want to bet?" " 20 Francs?" "You're on!" "When the alarm goes off, get up and go to the toilet." "Then you'll be all right till the morning." "Good night." "Sleep well." "Good night." "My Papa is hiding something." "I don't understand what it is." "Why "P"?" "Maybe he keeps an account of his sins." "After he dies he has to show the book to God... and then he decides if it's heaven or hell." "( Who knows the truth?" ")" "When boys stroke their penis, and excite their body... to ejaculation, this is called the sin... of masturbation, or impurity." "This can do them harm." "In the long term these boys grow weak and exhausted." "Red patches... may appear all over the body." "Norbi!" "Wake up!" "The priest called." "Someone's dying." "Are you awake?" "I hope it takes a long time today." "Then I can skip maths." "You're here at last!" "Fear thou no longer," "For I am with thee." "He doesn't understand Luxembourgian." "During the night he went..." "I woke up." "A horrible noise..." "Mucus came out of his mouth." "I called for you immediately." "I hope this woman gets out her purse soon." "I never know if the people are going to give me a tip." "She looks a bit mean to me." "Amen." "This is for you." "Goodbye." "Goodbye." "Good morning, Sir." "Sit." "Give me that." "You might learn something new if you read it maybe for a stupid dictation." "The first one to talk, is out that door!" "You can't cheat on the entrance exam." "And you just wait till you're in grammar school!" "You're too stupid even for construction work." "Open your books." "Now Treines is in his element." "He's remembering the times, when he was still "Little Mecki."" "Ambush?" "What kind of rubbish is that?" "Damn it." "Out..." "On the double!" "And close the door from the other side!" "And... you can forget the entrance exam too." "If my Papa knew what I spent my money on." "It doesn't matter, This is how to make yourself popular:" "First you're beaten half to death, and then pleaded with, because you earn money as altar boy." "Where have you been?" " Your teacher was here." " You read trashy comics!" "Don't we have enough books here?" "I don't read trashy comics." "And this?" "What is that?" "Don't you know what you're doing?" "Don't you know what that means?" "Read!" "Aren't you able to read a text without pictures anymore?" "Trash... like the comic books "Tarzan," "Sigurd," or 'Akim," encourage the power of evil." "Children become absent-minded, suffering from neuroses and sleeplessness." "Just as excessive masturbation..." "Is accompanied by over-excitement of the senses and insomnia." "One might add "bed wetting!"" "Come with me!" "Do it!" "Set it on fire!" "It doesn't belong to me." "Shall I get the whip?" "My own dear son." "I never expected this from you." "Come, help me." "Look..." "You can have a few bunnies." "Good afternoon." "These are the new tenants." "What's their name?" "Pinato." "They're Italians." "Here's the key." "Thank you." "Goodbye." "Goodbye." "With a 'P' ?" "Of course!" "Do you know him?" "He is the son of the widow who lives in the Lorenzini's house." "His Papa was a Kraut supporter in the war." "The boy can't do anything about that." "I don't want Norbi associating with him." "Do you think there will be another war?" "Be careful." "Like with the Germans?" "Can I try it?" "Why do you want to hide your grey hair?" "People don't have to know everything about you" "Is a Bolshevist something like an Algonquin?" "Yes." "What's an Algonquin?" "Hello, Eugène." "Hello, Zess." "What on earth happened to you?" "What do you mean?" "Were you attacked?" "Aren't you too hot in that thing?" "That 'thing' is an anorak." "Are you going to eat with us, Zess?" "Not if it's French toast..." "You're so picky." "Not all of us can afford steak." "A good businessman like you?" "You can't fool me." "If you eat too much steak your hair stands on end." "And real butter... there's none of that either?" "Fine." "I'm going now." "I've still got some fruit salad at home." "That's good for your complexion." "I like weddings best of all." "There's money to jingle in my pocket." "And my Papa is a different person." "Up in the gallery, he's in seventh heaven." "Now I know he's hiding something from me." "What can be behind this "P"?" "Go on that side." "Come let's try it..." "So: 1,2... start with the right..." "No, on 3." " Don't you want to anymore?" " No" "You can't see anything... the sun..." "What are you doing here?" "Are you completely crazy?" " Where is your mother?" " At a meeting of 'Wives and Mothers."" "Who allowed you to come here?" "Paulette has often been here." " We didn't do anything." " We didn't do anything." "What does that mean?" "That's what you call: "nothing"?" "If I tell your father, he'll show you what "nothing" means!" " Who does the radio belong to?" " Auntie Jacqueline gave it to me." "You were there!" " And what's this?" " It's Paulette's." "Give me that trash." "That's my magazine!" " You go home now!" " And in my house too." " So what?" "Do you think your house is different just because you're a little priest?" "I don't want to see her here ever again." "Maybe Papa looks at this secretly." "Or Treines." "I bet they'd stammer through confession then." "The nuns bought a typewriter!" "Pica." "Good!" "And my 20 francs?" "What 20 francs?" "Our bet!" "What bet?" "Ah!" "That bet!" "There." "My son." "May I leave the table?" "Good afternoon." "Mr. Meyer." "Why didn't you tell me that Mr. Meyer was here?" "Excuse me, my son is a little shy." "Norbi." "Mr. Meyer... is here to help you with your incontinence problem." "As I said, he still wets the bed." "Let's go to his room..." "let's see..." " Alright?" " Alright, let's go." "It's coming from here." "See that?" "Look!" "Look at it." "It's water." "What water?" "Mr. Welscheid." "There is water flowing under the house." "It could also be... a branch of the river Alzette." "The Alzette comes from there, and flows that way." "His penis... is directed down river." "That's why you urinate, my boy." "You know what, little man?" "We'll move the furniture around this evening." "Just look at them." "A billion heathen children..." "So children... if you want the little heathens to be baptised, you have to give me 10 francs." "And whoever gives me 10 francs, will get one of these pictures." "Here." "You can choose one." "Anyone else?" "Norbi?" "What do you think?" "Why should I buy a little heathen?" "I need my money for other things." "I don't have any money with me." "Chaplain." "Children..." "Remember my words," "Every time a little heathen dies, without being baptised, they go to Purgatory." "Can you imagine that?" "Purgatory." "Children..." "Our dear Lord... did not create all of us equal." "But as soon as they are baptised." "They are all equal in his eyes:" "Black or white, big or small." "But of those that are baptised some go to heaven and others to hell." "So children, who can give me an example... of differences between people?" "Laurel and Hardy!" "The Russians and the Americans!" "What's the difference?" "The Russians are nasty." "The Americans are nice!" "Who says that?" "My Papa!" "Next week we'll carry on from there." "Goodbye, Sir." "Good afternoon, Sir." "Just wait till you get home!" "This is pure smut!" "Sit down." "If we wish someone ill, we meet at this grave." "Mecki is an asshole." "Drop dead, Mecki." "Go on, Guy." "We write his name on the gravestone." "It's like a curse." "And then we concentrate." "The devil take you." "And then he can teach cheeky... little devils in hell." "He was dust, and to dust he will return." "You first." "Your turn." "One of you stole something." "The question is:" "Who?" "If you tell me who it was," "I'll leave you alone." "And?" "Who was it?" "Me." "Now we can go..." "You?" "Since when do Jesus's little children steal?" "You're not capable of stealing." "Listen here," "I'm going to search just one of you." "Wonder if I can guess the right one." "Bad luck." "Here half for you and half for me." "I've got tickets for the cinema." "Do you want to come with me?" "Hello." "Who are those wops?" "That's Pinato, my Papa rents to him." "Don't you think he looks like a gangster?" "Gangster?" "He works at the blast furnace." "Well, he looks like the murderer from Furnace Street." "Look." "He has the same moustache." "Let's go, or we'll miss the film." "Exactly the same moustache, slim." "Maybe the "P" in Papa's notebook means "Pinato"?" "The police are looking for the suspected murderer." "Witnesses are requested... to contact the Esch-sur-Alzette police." "Maybe Papa also has his suspicions, but why doesn't he go to the police then?" "Make a note." "The suspect left the house at 13:34." "13:34?" "We're going to be late for school!" "We'll catch him and we'll be on television." "We don't even know if it really was him." "Of course it was." "You saw the sketch." "And then "P," for Pinato." "Even your father knows it was him." "Let's go." "Children of Esch." "Please pay attention..." "The Esch Business Association is holding a writing competition for children." "This is the final announcement." "There is still time to take part." "The story should be no longer than 3 pages." "Send it in by March 31st... to the Esch Business Association." "Here is Radio Luxembourg, VHF 92.5... channel 18." "We have to spy on him." "Then we'll tell the police everything." "Then we'll get a medal." "That's my sister!" "Josette!" "Papa's coming!" "Quick!" "That was close." "If you say anything to Papa, I'll kill you!" " He would have caught you but for me." " I'm fed up with him spying on me." " Spying?" " Don't pretend to be stupid." "You think it just a coincidence he was cycling there this afternoon?" " This afternoon?" " Yes." "Stop repeating everything." "He creeps around all the time, when he thinks I'm with Gust." "What were you doing there anyway?" " He's called Gust?" " I've just said that." "He lives just across from the murder victim." "Did he see anything?" "Is he called Gust Pfeiffer?" "No, Tendler." " Pendler?" " Tendler!" "What does Papa do when he's spying on you?" "He makes a fool of himself, that's all." "But this afternoon it was very close." " Is that why you never speak to Papa?" " If you were a girl you'd understand it." "You don't know what's going on." "And you're on his side too." "I'm not allowed to do anything." "I'm not allowed to go anywhere." "I have to do everything in secret." "Say nothing!" "I swear." "You better." "Who's that?" " You don't know?" " No." "That's the Sharks." "A group from Luxembourg." "Do you know them?" "That's the Beatles." "They're great!" "And off to the barber." "Norbi..." "You're 12 years old now." "It's time we told you." "Your willy... you've certainly noticed." "That it gets harder sometimes." "Do you know why it gets harder?" "It gets stiff." "That's what happens to boys." "They get a hard-on..." "Listen to your mother." "To conceive a child," "Papa and Mama have to love each other a lot." "Then Papa's willy gets stiff... and then..." "Irène," "That's enough" "Am I saying something wrong?" " We'll talk about it after mass." " Do you want to carry on?" "So, when Papa and Mama..." "Love each other, hug each other tight, and then Papa put his willy... in the woman's vagina." "And then... when they really love each other, then... sperm comes out of the penis, sperm from the testicles..." "You're just confusing the boy." "But everything I said was right." "Just let me do it." "Millions of little sperms... and when one of these little sperms meets an egg cell... just imagine..." "Just one little sperm is enough... to make a child!" "My Papa is saved at last." "And off to the confessional." "Get up now." "Go." "Jängi." "Germany!" "Germany!" "Don't you know them?" " They live in Canal Street." " I've seen the boy." "Mrs. Schaul told me her husband died in '46." "Nobody mourned him, during the war he was a Nazi..." " You can say it out loud." " Yes, but the poor woman." "Go Luxembourg!" "Germany!" "Germany!" "Shut up, you with your Krauts!" "Fucking Wop!" "Bloody Germans!" "Bloody Krauts!" "Ebert is head and shoulder above them all!" " That's what the Nazis thought too!" " Who's a Nazi here?" "Bloody yellow shirt!" "Collaborator!" "Separate!" "Watch where you're walking!" "Good afternoon, Mr Welscheid." "Be careful!" "Hello, Norbert." "Oh." "No." "The 'P' is missing." "You wouldn't believe how expensive it was." "What happened?" "I don't know." "I just noticed it" "Well, bless me." "Come in." "Irène!" "Come and sweep up!" "Is this a warning from "P"?" "People here don't buy anything expensive." "Yes, but this model is very good value." "How are you, Norbert?" "Do you like it?" "Norbi!" "Yeah, before I forget," "I have a few new machines in the car." "I'll go and get one." "Just a minute." "Is his name Paschulke?" "Heinz Paschulke." "A real Kraut name." "Why does he always call me Norbert?" "He does it on purpose." "During the war they would have called you Norbert." "The Krauts." "Norbert!" "Why do you always say "the Krauts"?" "Because they are Krauts, my boy!" "They called me "Eugen."" "And your mother "Irene."" "Why?" "They wanted everyone to speak German." "Can I come in?" "During the war everybody sat in the cellar and secretly listened to the BBC." "If the Gestapo found them out." "They were taken away." ""Don't you want to join the army?" "Are you a German?" "Yes or no?"" ""No!"" " One finger less!" ""No!"" " Another finger gone!" "Stop it!" "What do you think you're doing?" "In half an hour we'll be at the border!" "Then the guide will come." "What guide?" " The one who knows the way." " What way?" "The way to escape." "Across the border" " We are conscientious objectors." " What?" "We're in the Resistance!" "We're not yellow shirts." "Yellow shirts?" "You should have thought about that earlier." "Let me out!" "You stay here." "Otherwise they'll get you." "Traitor!" "Yellow shirt!" "As soon as he's gone, the Gestapo will come." "Shit!" "I have to get back to the shop." "Or else Fatty Wegener will deduct an hour off my pay." "Well, Mrs. Lamesch," "Would you like a whole one or a half?" " Give me a whole one." " A whole one, with pleasure." "There you are, Mrs. Lamesch." "Hello, Aloyse." "Here." "Here." "Take it." "Goodbye, young man." "So, boys." " What's your name?" " Aloyse." "Surname?" "Do you know him?" "Do you know him, yes or no?" "What's this?" "Why did you do that?" "Go home and tell your mother to come here!" "She's dead!" "Then send your father." "My Papa says if I want a car, I'll have to steal it." "Get out of here, smartass!" "And don't ever come back." "I really must to talk to your teacher" "Isn't he in your class?" "I only know that he's called Aloyse." "Tell him to give you some." "When was the last time you were in the cemetery?" "I should have taken the car." "Aloyse was my friend after all... and now I've spoiled everything." "Now I'm cursed." "It's my Papa's fault." "And?" "How is our little altar boy?" "What's this about?" "I haven't done anything." "Leave me alone!" "What are you doing?" "Let me go!" "Calm down, calm down." "Thank you." "His hand got caught in the circular saw." "Furnace Street murderer arrested." "Eugène." "He's not to blame." "He has to take care of his things." "And go to the barber." "Nonsense." "The "P" of Pinato?" "That was a false trail." "If he doesn't come into the equation anymore, what can the "P" mean?" ""P" for Penis." ""P" for Priest." "Pension." "Panama." "Palace." "Parrot." "Policeman." "Pirate." "Pimple." "Pilot, Palm tree." "Preacher!" "Pudding!" "Prostate." "Puree." "Political." "My Papa always writes a capital ' P' in his notebook!" "You think it has something to do with the Nazis?" "Your Papa is looking for Nazi politicals?" "Do you know one?" "Kiss my ass!" "Why does Fred act so strange when he hears "Nazi"?" "Write!" "What?" "What should I write?" "What is a yellow shirt?" "A Nazi collaborator." "Your Papa will understand it." "But I don't." "Write your own trash." "Do you know why we've moved so often?" "They say that my Papa was one." "My mother can't stand hearing it anymore." "A what?" "A Luxembourger Nazi!" "A collaborator!" "People like your Papa, always point a finger at us." "They never stop." "He should find out for himself how that is." "Good morning." "What's the matter?" "What's this?" "This can't be." "Irène!" "Irène!" "Come down!" "Just look at this" "Is it supposed to be a joke?" "Come inside." "They should be prosecuted, it's a scandal!" " You're right!" " You can't do anything!" "We won't move away just because of this scandalous behaviour!" "Come here, my boy." "Somebody wants to drag our names in the dirt." "You don't have to be afraid." "You don't have to be afraid, we're here." "I'll show them, what kind of yellow shirt I am." "What kind of Kraut..." "Me, a Nazi!" "My dear boys, if you continue like this, none of you will pass the entrance exam." "Not one!" "You needn't look at me like that." "Then you'll stand their like idiots." "I don't care." "I don't need to go to grammar school." "Don't come crying to me later on, when you're too stupid, to do your homework, and too stupid to learn!" "Terrible!" "Do you understand?" "Yes, Sir." "Sit up straight!" "Take out your arithmetic books." "Looking for someone?" "Is Fred here?" "He doesn't work here any more." "You should have come yesterday." "Where is he?" "He just said he was moving away." "Do they all think my Papa was a collaborator now?" "And if It was true?" "Excuse me." "Isn't my aunt here?" "She'll be here in a minute, she went shopping." "Are you Norbi?" "I've seen my sister's too..." "Yeah, and...?" "You're beautiful..." "Are you the new saleswoman?" "Do you know what a "yellow shirt" is?" "They are Luxembourgers, who worked for the Nazis." "And what happened to them?" "After the war they were condemned." "And why were they called "yellow shirts?"" "I think because they had yellow uniforms." "I think my Papa was a "yellow shirt" too." "Hello, Norbi!" "What's the matter with you?" "He thinks his Papa was a "yellow shirt."" "Don't be silly!" "He would have eaten them alive!" "Maybe he even did." "The old meanie!" "I think it's fine to keep an eye on Josette but... you overdo it." " What do you mean?" " You supervise her too much" " Stop it." " She can't stand you anymore." "She'll just have to stand it." "She'll be grateful to me later." "She is 16 and still too young..." "I must know when she ovulates, when she has her period, and what she does..." "At 16 she is still immature." "She hangs around with that character." "It's ridiculous." "She needs help." "She's too young for all that." "I know now what a woman's period is." " Are you a woman?" " What?" "That's nothing to do with you." "You're going to be just like Papa." "What's it have to do with Papa?" "He keeps a record of when I have my period." "To find out if I'm pregnant." "All this spying makes me sick." "I'm an Idiot." "Idiot." "Idiot." "The "P" stands for Period." "Not for Political." "I've been made a fool of by all of them." "By Papa, Josette, Fred, them and their bloody secrets!" "Not too short." "And what does your Papa say?" "Nothing." "What did that cost?" "35 Francs, as always." "As always..." "He didn't cut anything off." "Go on, back to the barber right now!" "Good afternoon, Mr. Meyer." "Say 'Hello."" "I'm happy you came." "This morning the police were here." "I'm sure they will be able to help us." "It's a very dreadful thing." "I thought... perhaps you could find..." "I thought... maybe you could find the culprit." "It was someone from here." "Is that what your pendulum says?" "From Esch?" "From this area?" "But I know all the people here." "No one would do something so nasty" "It was somebody from this house." "Mr. Meyer, only my family lives in this house." "The pendulum is never wrong, Mr. Welscheid." "You know that." "Excuse me." "It was me." "What was you?" "The writing outside." "I did it." "Mr. Welscheid." "I'll leave you alone with your son." "You have to... sort it out with him." "You?" "Where did you get such an idea?" "You talk about the Germans." "All the time!" ""The Krauts!" "The dirty Krauts..."" "You call them names all the time." "I can't be friends with Fred, his father was a yellow shirt!" "He can't help it." "You don't know how it is when everyone points a finger at you." "So now you know." "It was about time." "Who put all that into your head?" "It certainly wasn't you." "And I'm not going back to the barber!" "If I told the others what they're missing here," ""All hell would break loose," as Papa would say." "Luckily these girls don't have Papas who spy on them." "Won't you tell us what your story is about?" "Listen now to the story from Norbi Welscheid, who won the first prize." "I'm the son of a businessman." "I place a stool and a table In our shop window." "I put a typewriter on the table, and sit down on the stool to write." "But no-one is supposed to notice that I'm a real person." "I'm a robot, an advertising machine." "I type on the keys, with imperceptible movements." "I have to sit up straight," "I mustn't move my head." "I mustn't smile or make a face, or twitch my nose." "My Papa stands inside the shop and smiles." "He is satisfied, because the robot makes a good ad for his business." "When I can't stand it on the stool any more, because I have an itch, my Papa draws the curtain." "Then I have time to scratch myself or go to the toilet." "The robot will become an attraction." "People will talk about it... and jostle one another to look at me." "It was so easy." "I just said "no" once and a fresh breeze blew through the house." "Someone had to stand up to him." "And then the competition." "Something like that can work wonders." "No one thought I could do it." "I wonder if Fred heard the radio?" "I need to find out where he moved to, even if he did make fun of me... him with his stupid yellow shirts." "Tomorrow is the last day of school." "Two months without school!" "I won't miss it." "You only become wiser from real life anyway." "We'll go and buy something for mum's birthday!" "We wouldn't have believed you could do it." "What are you talking about?" "About the shop window." "How do you know about that?" "My mother cleans the police offices." "She hears things." "How?" "I thought your mother was dead." "Did you really do it alone?" "Do you think I always need help?" "I've convinced Aloyse... to leave a little souvenir for our teacher on the wall of his house." "So that he doesn't forget us over the holidays." "Hurry!" "We don't have much time!"