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Heidi: I'm afraid the Grandfather will be worried. He didn't know I was going away, so I must go back tomorrow.
Klara Sesemann: Didn't Dete tell you?
Heidi: What?
Klara Sesemann: That you're to live here with me.
Heidi: No, she didn't tell me.
Klara Sesemann: You see, my mama's dead, and my papa's business keeps him in Paris most of the time, and I haven't anyone to play with.
Heidi: I can't live here! I'm going back to the Grandfather right away!
Fräulein Rottenmeier: Indeed you are.
Klara Sesemann: No! I like her!
Fräulein Rottenmeier: Andrews will take you home in the morning.
Klara Sesemann: No! I want her to stay!
Fräulein Rottenmeier: That is for ME to decide. I know what is best for you, Klara.
Klara Sesemann: No! No! Papa sent for her and you've got to wait till he comes home!
Fräulein Rottenmeier: Klara, you're not strong enough for this excitement. You'll make yourself ill.
Klara Sesemann: YES, I WILL! I KNOW I WILL IF YOU DON'T LET ME KEEP HEIDI!
Heidi: But, Klara, I can't stay!
Fräulein Rottenmeier: Quite, dear.
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Klara Sesemann: Isn't Heidi the funniest little thing? I'm so glad she's going to stay.
Andrews, the Butler: Is she?
Klara Sesemann: Yes, but she doesn't know it. The poor dear thinks she's going home today. But she'll be happier here, don't you think so? And I'll have some new dresses made for her.
Andrews, the Butler: Do you think you could manage a new hat?
Mary Nash
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