What else could I do in the middle of such a bright April day, at the foot of the white mountains of Crete?

I had been in Tokyo since January of the year before

I had always wanted to visit Greece

I picked up my suitcase and stared down the path

I looked away from where the village must lie

Are you mad?

Shut up, will you?

The less I knew

Where are you staying?

Don't tell me anything!

Don't worry about me

There's nothing you can do

Don't say a word to anyone

I heard you talking about a boat. It is yours?

We don't know who did it

If we knew, we would know what to do

He hesitated

You must let me help!

Let me go down to him

Take your time to think it over, won't you?

I've been thinking

He's told you about it

Could you help me to get outside now?

I'd feel better if I knew how to find you