Hang on, stitching together your page...

Aeronwy, disagreeing

No, I don’t agree and never will.

No, I don’t agree and never will.

Aeronwy, loathing

Loathing for his smug and puffed-up preening
makes my words come recklessly careening.

Loathing for his smug and puffed-up preening
makes my words come recklessly careening.

Aeronwy, raging on

Here’s the simple pattern of my meaning:
its inventor should be killed.

Here’s the simple pattern of my meaning:
its inventor should be killed.

Marisand, sneering

I can see you are your mother’s daughter.
Quite a tantrum, dear, yes quite a scene!
But because it’s death on which you’re keen
I will tell you who made this machine.

I can see you are your mother’s daughter.
Quite a tantrum, dear, yes quite a scene!
But because it’s death on which you’re keen
I will tell you who made this machine.

Aeronwy and Dilys, agog

It’s none other than your father.

It’s none other than your father.