Jacques Bonnard:
Believe me, my love; this bird, in his song-which I understand completely-has expressed a desire to live his own life! It is a desire that must be respected.
Robert 'Bibi' Bonnard:
How do you know what he wants, papa?
Susan Bonnard:
Your father, it seems, understands the language of birds. The first day we met, he told me that he'd been speaking with a lark, who wished us to visit him in the woods.
Robert 'Bibi' Bonnard:
This is how it happened?
Jacques Bonnard:
This is how it began.
Grandpere Bonnard:
[to Susan]
And you-the bird's wish was granted? You went into the woods with him?
[Susan glances at Bibi, then shrugs]
Grandpere Bonnard:
You cannot be all Scotch!
[to Jacques]
Grandpere Bonnard:
And you are even better than I thought!
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