she's in her clenched fist the envelope that sibelius her in the train's finance. she runs up, backwards through the woods, a muddy sneeuwpad next, to a broader way. she's in a 3-way here and in the distance they hear the train whistle. she looks around. nothing but a white world. in the upper part is a farm's, the smoke from the chimney.she walks along white fields, in a stable cows mooing. at the front door, she sees a farmer with a mestvork. from the stable run two children, a boy and a girl of about ten years. they are abruptly quiet when they discover gabriella. the farmer put aside his hat and say: "can i help you? "" yes, "gabriella."the train is attacked by the gestapo." ("that's not good," says the farmer and he supports her to enter. the kitchen is the wife of the farmer to peel potatoes. she is immediately put on a chair and gabriella. "" oh dear, what's wrong? " "they (the train," said the farmer, and he urged his wife to calm. " well, you're safe here.we are not lovers of the machtswellustelingen. give her a bowl of soup but firmly, that will bring back her strength. "" the farmer's wife pours a cup of steaming soup. "" so it will be better. "(see the kids with big eyes to gabriella's belly." "what are you doing straren?" the farmer's wife surprised. " shoo, shoo, shoo.there's nothing to see. "
" kids, "she says apologetic to gabriella." "it's nothing," says gabriella. " i would also find it interesting.
Wordt vertaald, even geduld aub..
