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Raoul:
Little lotte let her mind wander. Little lotte thought: Am I fonder
Of dolls or of goblins, of shoes...
Christine:
Raoul!
Raoul:
Or of riddles of frocks . . .
Christine:
Those picnics in the attic!
Raoul:
Or of chocolates...
Christine:
Father playing the violin . . .
Raoul:
As we read to each other
Dark stories of the north . . .
Christine:
No what I love best, lotte said,
Is when I'm asleep in my bed,
And the angel of music sings songs in my
Head!
Both:
... The angel of music sings song in my
Head!
Christine:
Father said, "When I'm in heaven, child, I will send the
Angel of music to you". Well, father is dead, Raoul, and
I have been visited by the angel of music.
Raoul:
No doubt of it. And now we'll go to supper!
Christine
No, raoul, the angel of music is very strict.
Raoul:
I shan't keep you up late!
Christine
Raoul, no...
Raoul:
You must change. I must get my hat. Two minutes Little Lotte.
Christine:
No, Raoul wait...

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