[id: close-up of janet with the cart and horses partly visible in the background as she turns toward her off-screen companion, raising her hand up to her chin in a gesture of contemplation, narrowing her eyes and arching one eyebrow as she says, “hmmm… you know what, sylvia? now that we’re outside in the bright sunlight again, i’ve just noticed how deathly pale you look of late!” /end id]
