| NAME | Frida |
|---|---|
| pronoun | She |
| LOOK | A withered form. |
| JOB | See my poor baby I beg for him. |
| HEALTH | I am starving and sick. |
| BABY | Oh, no, my baby is dying! |
| JUST | Jaana may join thee! |
| question: | Wilt thou give me money so that I can get my baby healed? |
| YES | Thou art kind and just! |
| NO | Evil wretch, curse thee! |
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