Flashcards in Poem Scene Ex2 Deck (11):
Submitted by Sybil Burlington
My word what a stunner
Penned by daisy Meredith
I say, well done
Miss Gibson: poor folk crushed by tyrants hand, of privilege bereft
If you please miss Gibson
Miss Gibson: Trixie Martin
I'm sorry miss Gibson, but that poem you are reading out was not written by Daisy Meridith.... I wrote it.
Miss Gibson: is this your hand writing trixie?
Yes miss Gibson
Daisy: you will get into fearful trouble if they find you here
I know, it's perfectly beastly, we've been ordered not to speak to you on pain of death
Daisy: do you believe I entered your poem as mine?
No, old chum, not for so much as a minute I'm immensely sorry I spoke out in assembly and not to miss Gibson in private, I'm afraid I lost my rag
Daisy: I suppose Clare detests me now
The book! Mr scoblowski! The treasure! Daisy we must stop him