During the first half-hour a procession of villagers filed through Judge Thatcher's house, seized the saved ones and kissed them, squeezed Mrs. Thatcher's hand, tried to speak but couldn't--and drifted out raining tears all over the place.
Durant la primera mitja hora, una processó d'habitants desfila per la casa del jutge Thatcher, agafa els nois salvats i els besa, esqueixa la ma de la senyora Thatcher, féu per manera de parlar i no pogué, i sortí plorant a dolls.