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*a boy of about thirteen carrying a small baby enters*
Hello. I'm Klaus Baudelaire, and this is my sister Sunny.
Glajira. (This appears to mean something like, "Our sister Violet is here already. We weren't lost, Violet, we were just late.")
Hope you didn't worry, but we're here now.
Oh-- this girl is insisting we say something about ourselves. There's not a lot I'd like to say... *they look at each other uncomfortably* We're orphans, but Violet's already said some things about that. I'm a bibliophile-- I like to read a lot. And Sunny--
Incisor. (Means "I like to bite things.")
I hope we'll be... happy here.
Hello. I'm Klaus Baudelaire, and this is my sister Sunny.
Glajira. (This appears to mean something like, "Our sister Violet is here already. We weren't lost, Violet, we were just late.")
Hope you didn't worry, but we're here now.
Oh-- this girl is insisting we say something about ourselves. There's not a lot I'd like to say... *they look at each other uncomfortably* We're orphans, but Violet's already said some things about that. I'm a bibliophile-- I like to read a lot. And Sunny--
Incisor. (Means "I like to bite things.")
I hope we'll be... happy here.