Smike:
Tomorrow where will you go?
Nicholas:
Perhaps to Liverpool. I could find work on a ship. Do not be anxious. Before I do anything I will get you to your home. Where is it?
Smike:
You are my home.
Nicholas:
[affectionately]
Smike.
Smike:
Please may I go with you to sea? I will be your faithful, hardworking servant, I will. Promise I will. I want only to be near you.
Nicholas:
Smike, the wall that separates us shall never be set by me. And I promise you, from this night forward, the world shall deal by you as it does by me.
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05/03/2025 alle ore 07:25