Director. I hope you struck the man who insulted you.

Thúz. I would not soil my hands with a director.

Director. Bravo! Excellent!

Thúz. I just told him what I thought of him. Don’t believe that I was crude. I … deeply moved … am a proper girl from a good family, my parents have seen better days and because we came to dire straits, that’s why I … held on to my pride … and my gentle manners as well. With tears in her voice. I must provide for my poor mother and my little brother in military school … I go through life alone, but whatever has come, I have never forgotten my pride and my gentle upbringing. She stands up. But I don’t want to bore you with this. I see that you are very busy … and there are still many waiting outside …

A little over three pages today. A good pace this afternoon, but I was just too tired tonight to do anything. Aside from one word, completely obvious from context, which I nevertheless spent half an hour tracking down in a dictionary, today’s pages went pretty smoothly.