They travelled down the Negro in the same dark green launch as had bought them from the ship. Mrs Carter and the twins sat in the cabin with the doors and windows shut, Maia and Miss Minton sat on deck.
"Your hair'll get all messy," said Beatrice.
But Maia needed to feel the wind in her face. She felt as if she had been in prison for a week. Though they had docked there, Maia had not really seen the city. Now, as they drove from the harbour in a cab drawn by an old horse in a sunhat, she was amazed by the beauty and elegance of Manaus. They drove past mansions painted in every colour: pink and ochre and blue, with flowers tumbling from window boxes. In the gardens surrounding them were blossoming orange and lemon tress, and mangoes and wonderful creepers climbing over the railings. They passed two churches, a museum, a little park with a bandstand and a children's playground. Everywhere were busy people: black women with babies on their hips, messenger boys, smartly dressed Europeans, and nuns ferrying lines of little children. And on the far side of a huge square, paved in swirling mosaics, stood a magnificent building roofed in tiles of green and gold, with the eagle of Brazil in precious stones soaring over the top.
"Oh look!" said Maia. "The theatre! Isn't it beautiful! That's where Clovis is going to act. The boy we met on the boat."
"We're going there later to pick up our tickets," said Beatrice.
"We're going to see Little Lord Fauntleroy," said Gwendolyn
"Oh good!" said Maia innocently. "That's the play he's got the lead in."
The twins looked at each other, but they said nothing then.
They drove down a street of elegant shops: dress shops and shoe shops, saddlers and hat-makers. It was incredible, this luxury a thousand miles from the mouth of the river. There seemed to be everything here that one could find in Europe.
Just for my reference than anyone else. This is what I'll be sending of to different voice overs so I can have some description for what I'll be designing and animating. I've added in a little extra such as the speech, only because when the time comes to using it, I want to be able to have enough material. I want to be able to choose between keeping it or loosing it.