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00:01The Veldt by Raymond Bradbury. First published in the Saturday Evening Post, 1950.
00:14George, I wish you'd look at the nursery.
00:18What's wrong with it?
00:20I don't know.
00:23Well then, I just want you to look at it is all, or call a psychologist in to look at
00:29it. What would a psychologist want with a nursery?
00:35You know very well what he'd want. His wife paused in the middle of the kitchen and watched
00:42the stove busy humming to itself, making supper for four. It's just that the nursery is different
00:51now than it was. All right, let's have a look.
00:56Look. They walked down the hall of their soundproofed Happy Life home, which had cost them $30,000
01:04installed. This house, which clothed and fed and rocked them for sleep, and played and sang
01:12and was good to them. Their approach sensitized a switch somewhere, and the nursery light
01:18flicked on when they came within ten feet of it. Similarly, behind them, in the halls, lights
01:26went on and off as they left them behind, with a soft automaticity.
01:32Well, said George Hadley.
01:40They stood on the thatched floor of the nursery. It was forty feet across by forty feet long
01:46and thirty feet high. It had cost half again as much as the rest of the house.
01:50But nothing's too good for our children, George had said.
01:57The nursery was silent. It was empty as a jungle glade at hot high noon. The walls were blank and
02:05two-dimensional. Now, as George and Lydia Hadley stood in the center of the room, the walls began
02:13to purr and recede into crystalline distance, it seemed. And presently, an African veld appeared,
02:21in three dimensions, on all sides, in color, reproduced to the final pebble and bit of straw.
02:28The ceiling above them became a deep sky with a hot yellow sun. George Hadley felt the perspiration
02:36start on his brow. Let's get out of the sun, he said. This is a little too real.
02:43But I don't see anything wrong. Wait a moment, you'll see, said his wife.
02:50Now the hidden odorophonics were beginning to blow a wind of odor at the two people in the middle of
02:58the baked veldland. The hot straw smell of lion grass, the cool green smell of the hidden waterhole,
03:06the great rusty smell of animals, the smell of dust, like a red paprika in the hot air.
03:15Now the sounds, the thump of distant antelope feet on grassy sod, and the papery rustling of vultures.
03:24A shadow passed through the sky. The shadow flickered on George Hadley's upturned, sweating face.
03:30Filthy creatures, he heard his wife say. The vultures? You see, there are the lions far over
03:40that way. Now they're on their way to the waterhole. They've just been eating, said Lydia. I don't know
03:47what. Some animal. George Hadley put his hand up to shield off the burning light from his squinted eyes.
03:54A zebra or a baby giraffe, maybe. Are you sure? His wife sounded peculiarly tense.
04:05No, it's a little too late to be sure, he said, amused. Nothing over there I can see but
04:12cleaned bone and the vultures dropping for what's left. Did you hear that scream? She asked.
04:20No? About a minute ago. Sorry, no. The lions were coming. And again, George Hadley was filled
04:31with admiration for the mechanical genius who had conceived this room. A miracle of efficiency,
04:38selling for an absurdly low price. Every home should have one. Oh, occasionally they frightened
04:44you with their clinical accuracy. They startled you, gave you a twinge, but most of the time,
04:49what fun for everyone. Not only your own son and daughter, but for yourself, when you felt like
04:55a quick jaunt to a foreign land, a quick change of scenery. Well, here it was. And here were the
05:02lions now, fifteen feet away, so real, so feverishly and startlingly real, that you could feel the
05:11prickling fur on your hand. And your mouth was stuffed with the dusty upholstery smell of their
05:17heated pelts. And the yellow of them was in your eyes like the yellow of an exquisite French
05:24tapestry. The yellow of lions and summer grass, and the sound of the matted lion lungs, exhaling on the
05:34silent noontide, and the smell of meat from the panting, dripping mouths. The lions looked at George and
05:43Lydia had laid with terrible green-yellow eyes. Watch out! screamed Lydia.
05:50The lions came running at them. Lydia bolted and ran. Instinctively, George sprang after her. Outside,
05:58in the hall, with the door slammed, he was laughing, and she was crying. And they both stood appalled at
06:03each other's reactions. George! Lydia! Oh, my dear, poor, sweet Lydia. They almost got us! Walls,
06:14Lydia. Remember? Crystal walls. That's all they are. Oh, they look real, I must admit. Africa in your
06:22parlor, but it's all dimensional, super reactionary, super sensitive color film and mental tape film behind
06:30glass screens. It's all odorophonics and sonics, Lydia. Here's my handkerchief.
06:39I'm afraid. She came to him and wrote her body against him and cried steadily.
06:46Did you see? Did you feel it? It's too real.
06:53Now, Lydia, you've got to tell Wendy and Peter not to read any more on Africa.
07:01Of course, of course, he patted her. Promise? Sure. And lock the nursery for a few days until I get my
07:11nerves settled. You know how difficult Peter is about that. When I punished him a month ago by
07:17locking the nursery for even a few hours, the tantrum he threw. And Wendy, too. They live for
07:23the nursery. It's got to be locked. That's all there is to it. All right.
07:32Reluctantly, he locked the huge door. You've been working too hard. You need a rest.
07:38I don't know. I don't know, she said, blowing her nose, sitting down in a chair that immediately
07:48began to rock and comfort her. Maybe I don't have enough to do. Maybe I have time to think too much.
07:58Why don't we shut the whole house off for a few days and take a vacation?
08:03You mean, you want to fry my eggs for me? Yes, she nodded. And darn my socks. Yes,
08:15a frantic, watery-eyed nodding. And sweep the house? Yes, yes, oh, yes. But I thought that's
08:22why we bought this house, so we wouldn't have to do anything. That's just it. I feel like I don't
08:28belong here. The house is wife and mother now, and nursemaid. Can I compete with an African veldt?
08:35Can I give a bath and scrub the children as efficiently or as quickly as the automatic
08:39scrub bath can? I cannot. And it isn't just me. It's you. You've been awfully nervous lately.
08:48Suppose I have been smoking too much. You look as if you didn't know what to do with yourself in this
08:52house either. You smoke a little more every morning and drink a little more every afternoon,
08:57and need a little more sedative every night. You're beginning to feel unnecessary too.
09:03Am I? He paused and tried to feel into himself to see what was really there.
09:09Oh, George. She looked beyond him at the nursery door. Those lions can't get out of there, can they?
09:16He looked at the door and saw a tremble, as if something had jumped against it from the other side.
09:23Of course not.
09:27At dinner, they ate alone, for Wendy and Peter were at a special plastic carnival across town,
09:34and had televised home to say they'd be late, to go ahead eating. So George Hadley, bemused,
09:40sat watching the dining room table produce warm dishes of food from its mechanical interior.
09:45We forgot the ketchup, he said.
09:51Sorry, said a small voice within the table, and ketchup appeared.
09:56As for the nursery, thought George Hadley, it won't hurt for the children to be locked out of it for a while.
10:02Too much of anything isn't good for anyone, and it was clearly indicated that the children had been
10:08spending a little too much time on Africa. That sun. He could feel it on his neck still, like a hot paw.
10:17And the lions, and the smell of blood. Remarkable how the nursery caught the telepathic emanations
10:23of the children's minds, and created life to fill their every desire.
10:28The children thought lions, and there were lions.
10:31The children thought zebras, and there were zebras. Suns, suns, giraffes, giraffes. Death and death.
10:39At last.
10:41He chewed tastelessly on the meat that the table had cut for him.
10:46Death thoughts.
10:48They were awfully young, Wendy and Peter, for death thoughts.
10:53Or, no.
10:55You were never too young, really. Long before you knew what death was, you were wishing it
11:04on someone else. When you were two years old, you were shooting people up with cap pistols.
11:10But this, the long, hot African veld, the awful death in the jaws of a lion, and repeated
11:18again and again.
11:19Where are you going?
11:25He didn't answer Lydia. Preoccupied, he let the lights glow softly on ahead of him, extinguished
11:31behind him, as he padded to the nursery door. He listened against it. Far away, a lion roared.
11:40He unlocked the door and opened it. Just before he stepped inside, he heard a faraway scream,
11:46and then another roar from the lions, which quickly subsided. He stepped into Africa.
11:55How many times in the last year had he opened the store and found Wonderland? Alice, the mock
12:00turtle, or Aladdin and his magical lamp, or Jack, pumpkin head of Oz, or Dr. Doolittle, or
12:08the cow jumping over a very real appearing moon? All the delightful contraptions of a make-believe
12:14world. How often had he seen pegasus flying on the sky ceiling, or seen fountains of red
12:21fireworks, or heard angel voices singing? But now, this yellow, hot Africa, this bake oven
12:30with murder in the heat. Perhaps Lydia was right. Perhaps they needed a little vacation from
12:37the fantasy, which was growing a bit too real for ten-year-old children. It was all right
12:43to exercise one's mind with gymnastic fantasies, but when the lively child mind settled on one
12:49pattern? It seemed that at a distance, for the past month, he had heard lions roaring, and
12:59smelled their strong odor seeping as far away as his study door. But being busy, he had paid
13:04no attention. George Hadley stood on the African grassland alone. The lions looked up from their
13:13feeding, watching him. The only flaw to the illusion was the open door through which he
13:19could see his wife, far down the dark hall, like a framed picture, eating her dinner, abstractedly.
13:26Go away, he said to the lions. They did not go. He knew the principle of the room exactly. You sent
13:36out your thoughts, whatever you thought would appear. Let's have Aladdin and his lamp, he snapped.
13:45The Veltland remained. The lions remained. Come on, room, I demand. Aladdin, he said.
13:53Nothing happened. The lions mumbled in their baked pelts.
14:03Aladdin!
14:06He went back to dinner. The full room's out of order, he said. It won't respond.
14:12Or? Or what? Or it can't respond, said Lydia, because the children have thought about Africa
14:21and lions and lions and killing so many days that the room's in a rut. Could be. Or Peter
14:27said it to remain that way. Said it? He may have got into the machinery and fixed something.
14:36Peter doesn't know about machinery. He's a wise one for ten. That IQ of his. Nevertheless.
14:44Hello, Mom. Hello, Dad. The Hadleys turned. Wendy and Peter were coming in the front door.
14:53Cheeks like peppermint candy. Eyes like bright blue agate marbles. A smell of ozone on their
14:59jumpers from their trip in the helicopter. You're just in time for supper, said both parents.
15:07We're full of strawberry ice cream and hot dogs, said the children, holding hands.
15:11But we'll sit and watch. Yes, come tell us about the nursery, said George Hadley.
15:19The brother and sister blinked at him and then at each other. Nursery?
15:26All about Africa and everything, said the father with false joviality.
15:32I don't know, said Peter. Your mother and I were just traveling through Africa with rod and reel,
15:39Tom Swift and his electric lion, said George Hadley.
15:46There's no Africa in the nursery, said Peter, simply.
15:51Oh, come now, Peter. We know better.
15:55I don't remember any Africa, said Peter to Wendy.
15:59Do you?
16:00No.
16:03Run, see, and come tell.
16:05She obeyed.
16:06Wendy, come back here, said George Hadley, but she was gone.
16:13The house lights followed her like a flock of fireflies.
16:16Too late, he realized he had forgotten to lock the nursery door after his last inspection.
16:22Wendy'll look and come tell us, said Peter.
16:26She doesn't have to tell me. I've seen it.
16:30I'm sure you're mistaken, father.
16:32I'm not, Peter. Come along now.
16:39But Wendy was back.
16:42It's not Africa, she said, breathlessly.
16:47We'll see about this, said George Hadley.
16:49And they all walked down the hall together and opened the nursery door.
16:56There was a green, lovely forest, a lovely river, a purple mountain, high voices singing,
17:04and Rima, lovely and mysterious, lurking in the trees with colorful flights of butterflies,
17:10like animated bouquets, lingering in her long hair.
17:14The African Veltland was gone.
17:18The lions were gone.
17:20Only Rima was here now, singing a song so beautiful that it brought tears to your eyes.
17:26George Hadley looked in at the changed scene.
17:31Go to bed, he said to the children.
17:34They opened their mouths.
17:37You heard me.
17:38They went off to the air closet, where a wind sucked them like brown leaves up the flue to their slumber rooms.
17:48George Hadley walked through the singing glade and picked up something that lay in the corner where the lions had been.
17:55He walked slowly back to his wife.
17:59What is that?
18:01She asked.
18:03An old wallet of mine, he said.
18:06He showed it to her.
18:08The smell of hot grass was on it, and the smell of a lion.
18:12There were drops of saliva on it.
18:14It had been chewed.
18:15And there were blood smears on both sides.
18:18He closed the nursery door and locked it tight.
18:23In the middle of the night, he was still awake.
18:26And he knew his wife was awake.
18:30Do you think Wendy changed it?
18:34She said at last, in the dark room.
18:37Of course.
18:40Made it from a veld into a forest and put Rima there instead of lions?
18:47Yes.
18:48Why?
18:50I don't know, but it's staying locked until I find out.
18:53How did your wallet get there?
18:57I don't know anything, he said.
19:02Except that I'm beginning to be sorry we bought that room for the children.
19:06If children are neurotic at all, a room like that?
19:14It's supposed to help them work off their neuroses in a healthful way.
19:18I'm starting to wonder.
19:21However, he stared at the ceiling.
19:24We've given the children everything they ever wanted.
19:30Is this our reward?
19:32Secrecy?
19:33Disobedience?
19:33Who was it said?
19:36Children are carpets.
19:38They should be stepped on occasionally.
19:42We've never lifted a hand.
19:43They're insufferable.
19:44Let's admit it.
19:45They come and go when they like.
19:47They treat us as if we were offspring.
19:49They're spoiled.
19:50And we're spoiled.
19:53They've been acting funny ever since you forbade them to take the rocket to New York a few months ago.
19:59They're not old enough to do that alone, I explained.
20:03Nevertheless, I've noticed they've been decidedly cool toward us since.
20:09I think I'll have David McLean come tomorrow morning to have a look at Africa.
20:15But it's not Africa now.
20:17It's green mansions, country, and Rima.
20:21I have a feeling it'll be Africa again before then.
20:26A moment later, they heard the screams.
20:29Two screams.
20:31Two people screaming from downstairs.
20:34And then a roar of lions.
20:38Wendy and Pete aren't in their rooms, said his wife.
20:44He lay in his bed, with his beating heart.
20:49No, he said.
20:52They've broken into the nursery.
20:55Those screams, they sound familiar.
21:00Do they?
21:02Yes, awfully.
21:03And although their beds tried very hard, the two adults couldn't be rocked to sleep for another hour.
21:12A smell of cats was in the night air.
21:14Father, said Peter.
21:20Yes.
21:21Peter looked at his shoes.
21:23He never looked at his father anymore, nor at his mother.
21:28You aren't going to mock up the nursery for good, are you?
21:31That all depends.
21:34On what?
21:36Snap Peter.
21:38On you and your sister.
21:40If you intersperse this Africa with a little variety.
21:43Oh, Sweden, perhaps.
21:45Or Denmark.
21:45Or China.
21:50I thought we were free to play as we wished.
21:54You are.
21:55Within reasonable bounds.
21:58What's wrong with Africa, father?
22:00Oh, so now you admit you have been conjuring up Africa, do you?
22:07I wouldn't want the nursery locked up, said Peter coldly.
22:12Ever.
22:14Matter of fact, we're thinking of turning the whole house off for about a month.
22:19Live sort of a carefree, one-for-all existence.
22:23That sounds dreadful.
22:25I'd have to tie my own shoes instead of letting the shoe-tire do it,
22:28and brush my own teeth, and comb my hair, and give myself a bath.
22:33It would be fun for a change, don't you think?
22:36No, it would be horrid.
22:38I didn't like it when you took out the picture painter last month.
22:42That's because I wanted you to learn to paint all by yourself, son.
22:46I don't want to do anything but look and listen and smell.
22:52What else is there to do?
22:54All right, go play in Africa.
22:58Will you shut off the house sometime soon?
23:01We're considering it.
23:03I don't think you better consider it anymore, father.
23:06I won't have any threats for my son.
23:13Very well.
23:15And Peter strolled off to the nursery.
23:19Am I in time?
23:21Said David McLean.
23:22Breakfast?
23:25Asked George Hadley.
23:26Thanks, handsome.
23:28What's the trouble?
23:29David, you're a psychologist.
23:32I should hope so.
23:33Well, then, have a look at our nursery.
23:36You saw it a year ago when you dropped by.
23:38Did you notice anything peculiar about it then?
23:42Can't say I did.
23:44The usual violence is a tendency toward slight paranoia here and there.
23:48Usual in children because they feel persecuted by parents constantly, but oh, really, nothing.
23:56They walked down the hall.
23:58I locked the nursery up, explained the father,
24:01and the children broke back into it during the night.
24:04I let them stay so they could form the patterns for you to see.
24:08There was a terrible screaming from the nursery.
24:11There it is.
24:14See what you can make of it.
24:17They walked in on the children without rapping.
24:20The screams had faded.
24:22The lions were feeding.
24:25Run outside a moment, children.
24:27Said George Hadley.
24:28No, don't change the mental combination.
24:32Leave the wolves as they are.
24:34Get.
24:35With the children gone, the two men stood, studying the lions clustered at a distance,
24:40eating with great relish whatever it was they had caught.
24:45I wish I knew what it was, said George Hadley.
24:49Sometimes I can almost see.
24:52Do you think if I brought high-powered binoculars here and...
24:58David McLean laughed dryly.
25:01Hardly.
25:02He turned to study all four walls.
25:05How long has this been going on?
25:08A little over a month.
25:12It certainly doesn't feel good.
25:14I want facts, not feelings.
25:16My dear George, a psychologist never saw a fact in his life.
25:20He only hears about feelings, vague things.
25:23This doesn't feel good.
25:25I tell you.
25:27Trust my hunches and my instincts.
25:28I have a nose for something bad.
25:31This is very bad.
25:32My advice to you is to have the whole damn room torn down and your children brought to me every day.
25:39During the next year.
25:41For treatment.
25:42Is it that bad?
25:43I'm afraid so.
25:46One of the original uses of these nurseries was so that we could study the patterns left on the walls by the children's mind.
25:52Study at our leisure.
25:54And help the child.
25:56In this case, however, the room has become a channel toward destructive thoughts instead of a release away from them.
26:04Did you sense this before?
26:05I sensed only that you had spoiled your children more than most, and now you're letting them down in some way.
26:13What way?
26:15I wouldn't let them go to New York.
26:18What else?
26:19I've taken a few machines from the house and threatened them a month ago with closing up the nursery unless they did their homework.
26:25I did close it for a few days to show I meant business.
26:29Aha.
26:31Does that mean anything?
26:34Everything.
26:34Where before they had a Santa Claus, now they have a Scrooge.
26:38Children prefer Santas.
26:40You've let this room and this house replace you and your wife and your children's affections.
26:45This room is their mother and father.
26:46Far more important than their lives than their real parents.
26:50And now, you come along and want to shut it off.
26:53No wonder there's hatred here.
26:55You can feel it coming out of the sky.
26:57Feel that sun.
26:58George.
26:59You'll have to change your life.
27:00Like too many others, you've built it around creature comforts.
27:04Why, you'd starve tomorrow if something went wrong in your kitchen.
27:07You wouldn't know how to tap an egg.
27:09Nevertheless, turn everything off.
27:12Start new.
27:13It'll take time, but we'll make good children out of a bad in a year.
27:18Wait and see.
27:18But won't this shock be too much for the children, shutting up the room abruptly for good?
27:28I don't want them going any deeper into this, that's all.
27:32The lions were finished with their red feast.
27:35The lions were standing on the edge of the clearing, watching the two men.
27:40Now I'm feeling persecuted, said McLean.
27:44Let's get out of here.
27:45I've never have cared for these damn rooms.
27:48Make me nervous.
27:51The lions look real, don't they?
27:53Said George Adley.
27:55I don't suppose there's any way.
28:00What?
28:01That they could become real?
28:03Not that I know.
28:10Some flaw in the machinery or tampering or something.
28:16No.
28:17They went to the door.
28:19I don't imagine the room will like being turned off, said the father.
28:25Nothing ever likes to die.
28:27Even a room.
28:29I wonder if it hates me for wanting to switch it off.
28:32Paranoia is thick around here today, said David McLean.
28:38You can follow it like a spore.
28:41Hello.
28:42He bent and picked up a bloody scarf.
28:45This yours?
28:48No.
28:49George Adley's face was rigid.
28:52It belongs to Lydia.
28:55They went to the fuse box together and threw the switch that killed the nursery.
28:59The two children were in hysterics.
29:01They screamed and pranced and threw things.
29:04They yelled and sobbed and swore and jumped at the furniture.
29:09You can't do that to the nursery.
29:11You can't.
29:12Now, children.
29:14The children flung themselves onto a couch, weeping.
29:19George, said Lydia Adley.
29:22Turn on the nursery.
29:24Just for a few moments.
29:26You can't be so abrupt.
29:27No.
29:28You can't be so cruel.
29:32Lydia, it's off and it stays off.
29:35And the whole damn house dies as of here and now.
29:39The more I see of the mess we've put ourselves in, the more it sickens me.
29:43We've been contemplating our mechanical electronic navels for too long.
29:47My God, how we need a breath of honest air.
29:52And he marched about the house, turning off the voice clocks, the stoves, the heaters, the shoe shiners, the shoelacers, the body scrubbers and swabbers and massagers.
30:01And every other machine he could put his hand to.
30:06The house was full of dead bodies, it seemed.
30:10It felt like a mechanical cemetery, so silent.
30:15None of the humming, hidden energy of machines waiting to function at the top of a button.
30:19Don't let them do it, wailed Peter at the ceiling, as if he was talking to the house, the nursery.
30:28Don't let father kill everything.
30:30He turned to his father.
30:32I hate you.
30:35Insults won't get you anywhere.
30:38I wish you were dead.
30:41We were, for a long while.
30:43Now we're going to really start living, instead of being handled and massaged.
30:48We're going to live.
30:49Wendy was still crying, and Peter joined her again.
30:54Just a moment, just one moment, just another moment of nursery, they wailed.
31:00Oh, George, said the wife.
31:03It can't hurt.
31:06All right, all right.
31:08If they'll only just shut up one minute, mind you, and then off forever.
31:15Daddy, daddy, daddy, sang the children,
31:18smiling with wet faces.
31:21And then, we're going on a vacation.
31:24David McLean is coming back in half an hour to help us move out and get to the airport.
31:29I'm going to dress.
31:30You turn the nursery on for a minute, Lydia.
31:32Lydia, just a minute, mind you.
31:36And the three of them went babbling off while he let himself be vacuumed upstairs through the air flue and set about dressing himself.
31:44A minute later, Lydia appeared.
31:46I'll be glad when we get away, she sighed.
31:50Did you leave them in the nursery?
31:52I wanted to dress, too.
31:54Oh, that horrid Africa.
31:56What can they see in it?
31:59Well, in five minutes, we'll be on our way to Iowa.
32:02Lord, how did we ever get in this house?
32:05What prompted us to buy a nightmare?
32:08Pride?
32:10Money?
32:11Foolishness?
32:13I think we'd better get downstairs before those kids get engrossed with those damn beasts again.
32:18Just then, they heard the children calling.
32:22Daddy!
32:23Mommy!
32:23Come!
32:24Quick!
32:24Quick!
32:25They went downstairs in the air flue and ran down the hall.
32:30The children were nowhere in sight.
32:33Wendy?
32:34Peter!
32:36They ran into the nursery.
32:39The Veltland was empty, save for the lions waiting, looking at them.
32:45Peter?
32:46Wendy?
32:47The door slammed.
32:52Wendy!
32:53Peter!
32:53George Hadley and his wife whirled and ran back to the door.
32:59Open the door!
33:00cried George Hadley, trying the knob.
33:04Why?
33:04They've locked it from the outside!
33:06Peter!
33:07He beat at the door.
33:08Open up!
33:09He heard Peter's voice outside against the door.
33:15Don't let them switch off the nursery in the house, he was saying.
33:19Mr. and Mrs. George Hadley beat at the door.
33:24Now, don't be ridiculous, children.
33:29It's time to go.
33:29Mr. Clean will be here in a minute.
33:32And...
33:32And then, they heard the sounds.
33:38The lions, on three sides of them, in the yellow veld grass, padding through the dry straw,
33:46rumbling and roaring in their throats, the lions.
33:54Mr. Hadley looked at his wife, and they turned and looked back at the beasts, edging slowly forward, crouching, tail stiff.
34:05Mr. and Mrs. Hadley screamed, and suddenly, they realized why those other screams had sounded familiar.
34:17Well, here I am, said David McLean, in the nursery doorway.
34:22Oh, hello.
34:23He stared at the two children seated in the center of an open glade, eating a little picnic lunch.
34:30Beyond them was the waterhole and the yellow veld land.
34:33Above was the hot sun.
34:35He began to perspire.
34:38Where are your father and mother?
34:41The children looked up and smiled.
34:44Oh, they'll be here directly.
34:47Good.
34:48We must get going.
34:50At a distance, Mr. McLean saw the lions fighting and clawing,
34:54and then quieting down to feed in silence under the shady trees.
35:00Now the lions were done feeding.
35:03They moved to the waterhole to drink.
35:07A shadow flickered over Mr. McLean's hot face.
35:11Many shadows flickered.
35:14The vultures were dropping down the blazing sky.
35:17A cup of tea?
35:20A cup of tea?
35:21Asked Wendy, in the silence.
35:25The one who wants, because I want to leave.
35:27The beings, as I know, both came up with the kostnguhi bathroom.
35:30The open screens house, and me now and on.
35:33Another thing for the
35:34Baris студian of Mists and the Frog Tons and Cours.
35:37The waterhole is beloved.
35:38The thermal hero is beloved of mine.
35:40The públicos were dropping out the squad website.
35:42The future of the Jung and Courses,
35:43where he had aНons.
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