← You useless old thing, yes, you useless old thing, you were supposed to make sure my little one was a good girl. Always shouting, always doing guard dog duty, telling them to wear their woolens so they don't catch cold and whisking eggs so they'd grow up strong, but at four in the morning you're asleep on the job, you useless old thing, you're the one who never needs sleep but you're asleep, and you let her escape, and when you get there her bed is cold! 🔊✎
← But now, it's over. And they are fine all the same. All the people who were going to die are dead. Those who believed one thing, and those who believed the opposite, and even the ones who didn't believe anything and just found themselves caught up in the story without any idea of what was happening. All equally dead, all of them, stiff and useless and starting to rot. 🔊✎