All language subtitles for Ivy

I came to see Mrs Thrawn.
Mrs Arundel gave me the address.

Come up, please.

The fee is one guinea.

What I want to know Mrs Thrawn, is ..

Whether there will be a change
for the better in your life.

Yes ..

There will be a big change in your life.
- Will it be soon?

Very soon.

I see an abundance of
money coming your way.

Are you sure? You don't know
how happy it would make me.

I do know .. but first ..

You must break with this man.

My husband?
- The other man.

Break with him now .. today.

Because if you don't .. you will
only bring on misery and shame.

You do not, what you
call "love" him anymore.

Likewise, it's as well to be off with an
old love before you're on with the new.

There is going to be another
man in my life? - Yes.

There is going to be another man
in your life .. in a very few hours.

Whether his friendship for you and
yours will depend entirely on yourself.

Whether you have the
prudence to heed my advice.

I will, I will .. what else do you see?

I see ..

Yes, what do you see?

That's all I can tell you.

But you did see those
nice things, didn't you?

Yes, Mrs Lexton.
- Thank you Mrs Thrawn, thank you.

You've made me very, very happy.

What is it Matilda? What did you see?

Misfortune .. I saw terrible misfortune.

Evil influences are gathering.

Well, there's the magic carpet.

So that's an aeroplane.
- It looks awfully flimsy, doesn't it.

A man is going to fly across
The Channel in that?

Or get his enthusiasm damped on the way.

It's twenty miles of very wet water.

As a chap named Latham found
out to his discomfort last week.

They say this French fellow is waiting
to hop off from the other side.

It's astonishing the risk a man
will run for a thousand pounds.

A thousand pounds?
- Yes, my darling.

The Daily Mail is offering a thousand
pounds for the first Channel flight.

For a thousand, I'd take
a whack at it myself.

Here comes Miles Rushworth now.

Driving his new motorcar.
- It's a Rolls "something".

Amazing days we're living in.

You know, backing this flight must be
costing Rushworth a pretty penny.

It won't cause him any
hardship with all his millions.

Hello there, Rushworth.
- Glad to see you, Rushworth.

How are you, Flora? Hello everyone.

Including those I haven't yet
had the pleasure of meeting.

Ivy .. this is Miles Rushworth.

Miles .. this is Mrs Jervis Lexton.

How do you do?
- And Jervis Lexton.

Hello sir.
- Oh, how are you.

Tell Mr Rushworth your young bird-man
is really going to fly The Channel.

He's going to try to fly. And I presume
it is pretty easy to make a start.

You know, for the life of me, I cannot
see what makes it leave the ground.

Explaining that is a pretty large order.

But I'll do my best if you
care to walk it over with me.

I'll bring her right
back to you, Lexton.

Right-oh.

Hmm .. pretty forceful. Miles engineered
that with the subtlety of a juggernaut.

Did he engineer it?

There are women who think that
if they get close enough to money ..

Some of it is liable to stick.

That's rather uncharitable, Geraldine.

As a matter of fact, I engineered
the whole thing myself.

Now Mary, I had a very good reason
for bringing Ivy and Miles together.

I hope you had.

Because Miles and Bella Crail have
been getting on very nicely together.

Until now.

Good luck, Ewart.
- Thank you, sir.

Someone was talking about
those fellows in America.

Switch on!

Look! Look up there .. over the cliffs.

Look! The Frenchy!
He's done it. He's got across.

Bleriot. He's beaten us.

Oh, and you were so set on it.
I'm so sorry Mr Rushworth.

Thank you.

Oh, I beg your pardon.

That's fine and very
kind of you, Rushworth.

I can't tell you how grateful
we are for the lift home.

I shan't forget what we
were talking about.

I look forward to seeing you both again.
- Goodbye .. and thanks.

Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

Mr Rushworth is awfully nice
isn't he, Jervis. - Awfully.

By the way, what's this "deep secret"?
- Ah, jealous!

Hmm.
- Well, you needn't be.

He's going to give you a job.
- What sort of job?

Something in his office.
- Did you ask him for it?

No. I said you lost your money through a
dishonest lawyer. No fault of your own.

He was very sympathetic.
He's taken a fancy to me.

I owe it to you, darling.

I'm not exactly praying for work.

I bet they'll love your
funny stories at the office.

A letter.

It's from Rose Arundel.
- Rose, eh?

It's hot in here.

Any gas in the meter?
- Hmm. I put in sixpence before we left.

Oh .. how horrid.

It's so depressing coming
back to this after ..

It's a bit drab I must admit.
But an Englishman's home is ..

I hate being poor.

These beastly, sordid lodgings.

Drawers that won't open or shut.

Well, this one opens. It wants
a bit of tidying though.

Darling, why did you let
us spend all your money?

Maybe because we had such a
deuced good time spending it.

What if our friends knew how we lived?
- They'd say "poor little Ivy".

Such a splendid wife
to that rotter, Lexton.

Darling, get that petulant
droop out of your lips.

It's pretty but bad for morale.

I sometimes think it's my
extravagance that made us ..

You know.

I can't think why you've
never wanted to divorce me.

One more remark like that and I'll put
you across my knee and smack you.

Oh my angel, I'd never divorce
you in a hundred million years.

Alright, after five of them we're broke.

Being with you is enough compensation
for every penny we've gotten rid of.

That's very sweet, my dear.
- Something will turn up.

See if it doesn't.

And it had better be soon. This my
love, is the balance of our fortune.

One pound, twelve
shillings and sixpence.

Do we, darling?
- My favorite waltz. I'd love to.

My lucky evening. Excuse me, gentlemen.

Aren't you being a bit selfish, old boy?
- And I intend to be, all evening.

I say, what happened to Roger?
- He's around somewhere.

I hope the fellow is having a good time.
I said he'd hate being a third wheel.

I know you did, Jervis.

Rushworth.
- Isn't that funny?

What's so funny about it?
- Meeting Mr Rushworth again so soon.

Go ask him to join us, will you.

He must be bored to death with
those two dowdy-looking women.

But we were going to dance.
- Oh, we've all night for that.

Go and fetch him, darling.

How I hate to hear you
call that man "darling".

Really Roger .. you are behaving badly.

Mooning around, not talking
or dancing with anyone.

Waiting to dance with you.
- You've got the next one.

I'm terribly sorry, Ivy.

I've never spent a more wretched
evening. I shouldn't have come here.

I know I'm being a rotten bore.

Not really, Roger.
Only a little selfish.

Mr Rushworth.
- How do you do.

Jervis felt sure it was you.
- Oh.

May I introduce Mrs Lexton, Lady Crail.

How do you do, Lady Crail.

This is Bella Crail.
- How do you do.

Miss Crail, and Dr Gretorex.

This is Lady Crail .. Miss Crail,
Miles Rushworth.

Lady Amshott told me that you and
your husband would be here tonight.

I have an idea about that .. that
what we were talking about.

How wonderful. When will you tell me?

Stop listening, Jervis.
- It rather concerns him, doesn't it.

But I ought to be the first to hear it.

Well, if you care to dance? That
is if your program isn't too full up?

It just so happens this dance
is free. Isn't it, Jervis?

Are you sure you weren't going to ..
- I've gone lame.

If you'll excuse me.

You know, it's difficult to
talk when we dance.

I would rather talk.
- I was hoping you'd say that.

What happened Mr Rushworth? Were you
able to find that position for Jervis?

Would he take a job outside London?

I .. I wouldn't like to leave
London, but after all ..

Beggars can't be choosers
when we're so terribly hard up.

Well, that mustn't be allowed
to go on any longer.

We'll find him a spot in London.

Sorry to interrupt.

This is our dance, Ivy.

You don't mind my holding
her to it, Rushworth?

My dear fellow, of course not. I expect
dear Bella is wondering where I am.

Will you excuse me, Mrs Lexton?
- I can't say how happy you've made me.

That makes me happy, too.

Mister Gretorex.

I'm glad you both were so happy.

Mr Rushworth is going to find Jervis
a job. Shouldn't that make me happy?

I'm sorry again, Ivy.

What am I going to do about you, Roger?
- Do about me?

What's wrong with you tonight?

The same thing that's wrong with
me every night, morning and noon.

I'm in love with you .. doesn't
that mean anything to you?

Roger, I've been so very worried lately.
- Money?

It's always that of course, but ..
- Jervis?

It has to do with Jervis. I ..

I don't think I've been very fair to
him you know. - Fair?

He's held you in his arms.
People point you out as his wife.

I think he's just about the
luckiest man in England.

You're sweet Roger, but we're forgetting
that I am married to him, aren't we.

But we knew that from the very first.
- But it was different then, I ..

I don't think I realized how
easy it is to drift into things.

We didn't drift into this. It started ..
- It started because I was unhappy.

Because you were something
new and exciting in my life.

So different from the
sort of men I've known.

You're good looking, you know. I think
I was impressed with your background.

A landed family. Horses and dogs.
A long family tree.

Everything mortgaged up to the neck.

But you've still got something
there. Money or not.

I thought you were so kind and
so gentle. It was so noble of you.

A clever doctor going down
and practicing in the slums.

Somebody has to take
care of those poor devils.

I remember the first day
I went to your surgery.

It was curiosity in the beginning.

Then the next day when I
went to tea I saw how you ..

Tried to fix the place up especially
for me, and I was so touched, Roger.

And so flattered.
- And I was falling in love.

That's just it. You've been
taking too much for granted.

What, for instance?
- Just because I came to see you.

Oh, it wasn't treating my
own key, my own entrance.

Even that silly little signal
with the window-shade.

It was gay, and you were fun and
we used to laugh. - We still do.

No. It's different now since
you became so serious.

You are concluding, just because
we're good friends. - Friends?

We're in love with each other.
- I'm not. - Ivy!

No, it must stop. Now. Tonight.
- You don't mean that?

You'll forget soon.
- Forget?

Look, something is going on.

Jervis! Jervis, quickly.
- The house on fire?

Mr Rushworth has fixed that job for you.
- Oh splendid. Where?

In his city office, at a thousand
pounds a year. Beginning in ..

Oh, not until September.
- Oh I say, we can't hold out that long.

But it's alright. He wants
us to go on yachting party.

Oh, a yachting party.

Leaving next week to
be gone nearly a month.

We will be cruising down the north coast
of France. Very much a family party.

A family party and on two decks.

My cousin Charlotte, Lady Crail
and her daughter Bella.

Bella Crail, that's the girl we met last
night. They say Rushworth may marry her.

Who says?

Oh I don't know. It's rumoured.
What's the rest of it?

And he wants us to have lunch with
him today, to make plans for the cruise.

Oh, that is wonderful! Sweetheart, you
are the most clever and prettiest woman.

Now you go down and help
the ladies board the launch.

Dieppe is beautiful, but it will take
us three hours to get to Rouen.

And we mustn't miss
the Basilique at Neuch�tel.

Oh, naughty, naughty. You're going to
miss the loveliest cathedral in France.

Such divine tours my dear. Why on earth
do you decide to leave the cruise early?

We're sorry we did now.
Are all our bags on the launch?

Yes, my lady.

Is Miles ..?

Oh my dear, such a perfectly horrid
man arrived from his Paris office.

With a bundle of telegrams and letters
and Miles has been cooped up ever since.

Well then, it's time he came out.

You know what he is when he
gets into that floating workshop.

Oh, I hadn't realized it was so late.

I'm terribly sorry you're
leaving us. We'll miss you.

Goodbye Miles. Thank you
for a wonderful cruise.

Bella, I hate you having to go so soon.
Let me know when you return to England.

Of course. It's been perfect, Miles.

You liked having the
Lextons here, didn't you?

Oh yes .. she's so lovely.
- I'm glad you liked her, too.

We see more of them when
we return to London.

That will be nice.
- We're waiting, Bella.

Alright, I'm coming .. goodbye, Miles.

Goodbye.

Have a good time, all of you.
- Yes, we will. We'll see you for tea.

Charlotte, Charlotte!
You've forgotten Mrs Lexton.

I'm not going with them today.

Oh, you're not?

And cousin Charlotte's land
jaunts do wear one out a bit.

I begged off this morning.
- She is a human dynamo.

You almost missed saying goodbye
to Bella. She wouldn't have liked it.

Nor would I .. I'm very fond of her.

You like her, don't you?
- She's charming.

That makes it mutual. She
thinks you're very lovely.

I'd like you and all of us to see a lot
of each other when we get to London.

Oh, how nice.

My Paris office has snowed me under with
letters and telegrams. Please excuse me.

I have a long morning's
work ahead of me.

Do you like it?
- Oh .. Mr Rushworth.

You must have finished your
work soon than you expected.

No, but I'll have it finished within
the hour. I said "do you like it?".

Why, it is lovely.

Oh no Mr Rushworth. You mustn't.

Here you are .. it's yours
for next Christmas.

There's a catch attached to the clasp.
You press the button - it springs open.

See?
- Oh.

A wicked-looking female, isn't she?
- Why, they're rubies.

The lady inside said the clasp
must belong to Marie Antoinette.

How wonderful.

Hope it gets you more
luck than it brought her.

Thank you. I'll never dare to
say that I like anything again.

More telegrams for you to answer?

This one is for you too. From Rouen.
- There is nothing wrong?

Tremendous affair here tomorrow.
French President unveiling monument.

I suggest you both motor here
tonight and join us at the Grand Hotel.

Charlotte Chattle.

With my pile of work, I couldn't leave
until morning, but if you'd like to ..

Well, I hate to face that three hour
drive alone and with a storm coming up.

Yes, the morning is probably best.

We'll have a quiet dinner together.
- That would be nice.

Shall we say .. half past eight?

Good evening, Madam.

Good evening.
- Good evening.

How lovely. So this is
your sacred sanctuary?

This is it.

You are the only guest who's
come through that door.

Not even your cousin, Charlotte?
- Charlotte, least of all.

Once she got the run of this
cabin, I'd never get her out.

Nor Miss Crail?
- Nope.

No. Not even Bella.
- I feel awfully privileged.

Are you frightened?
- A bit.

There has been a short-circuit, sir.
Shall I light the oil lamp?

I'll do it, Paul.

Ivy.

Yes, Miles.

I believe the most awful thing a man can
do is make love to another man's wife.

I'm terribly ashamed.

Goodbye Ivy dear. See you next week.
- Next chance, you must come to Horsham.

Just when you can manage a long weekend.
- The darling is busy with his new job.

I'm very grateful to
you for getting it for him.

So he's dying to come down
and tell you so himself.

That's really charming. Goodbye Ivy.

Goodbye Lady Flora. Thank you again.

It's not my lucky day, Emily.

Unlucky at cards, lucky in
love they say, mum.

Mr Jervis is nice isn't he?
- That he is. The nicest.

I thought you handled the party well.
- It's a pleasure I'm sure, mum.

I said to Mr Jenks, that's our lift man.

I said we're really seeing life since
Mr Rushworth lent you his aunt's flat.

Oh, it will be dull when they come back.
- They gave parties, didn't they?

Them?
- Little tea-parties, surely?

Oh well, yes in manner of speaking.

Mr Rushworth would come
down here with Miss Bella.

Miss Bella?
- Before he went to Africa, that was.

Did Mr Rushworth come
here often with Miss Bella?

Of course.
- Why "of course"?

Seeing as she was
Mr Rushworth's young lady.

But they're not engaged.
- Not with a ring, mum.

But everyone can see which
way the wind is blowing.

Do you really think that Mr Rushworth
will marry Miss Bella?

That's my belief .. when he
comes back from Africa.

[ Telephone ]

I'll answer it.
- Thank you, mum.

I'll just pop over for a
moment to see my sister.

Of course, run along.

I'm sorry I couldn't get rid of that man
who came here with a bill from Putnams.

Don't worry about it. I sent him over
to Mr Lexton. He'll deal with it.

Good .. and I hope he gives
him a piece of his mind.

Hello? Oh, Roger.

Did you have a nice time on the yacht?

Anything that Miles Rushworth
does is news.

Why haven't you telephoned me?

No, I certainly don't
think it is for the best.

Is that the Rushworth influence?

I'm sorry.

No. No, please don't hang up.

Ivy .. I must see you .. today.

If you won't come here,
then I'll go to you.

Oh yes I would .. I'll
expect you in an hour.

Goodbye.

Why are you looking like that?
Get the sack or something?

Not yet .. your party over?

Apparently.

Dearest, did you have to send that
bill-collector across to the office?

You mean that man from Putnams?

Here I am trying to establish
myself in a decent job.

What impression does it make to have
tradesmen dunning me on the office step?

You look so funny when you're angry.
- Well, I'm not feeling funny.

What else could I do? They wouldn't go
unless they had something on account.

Perhaps if you'd knock off one
or two of your bridge parties ..

And lead the life of a recluse?
Is that what you want?

Dearest, we've got a pleasant flat.
Kensington Gardens to walk in.

And Peter Pan's statue to talk to.
- If you'd only try to be reasonable.

It's all my fault I suppose?

I'm trying to get on my feet again, and
we're floundering in an ocean of bills.

You used to want me to spend money. You
used to be proud of my pretty dresses.

We've got neighbours.
- You started the argument.

I'm not even arguing. I'm trying to tell
you I haven't got Rushworth's millions.

That's very true.

I earn a thousand pounds a year. You can
spend every penny in any way you please.

But if you spend more than I'm earning,
we're back where we started.

Dear Jervis .. you're absolutely right.
- Huh?

I do make a mess of things, don't I.

Managing everything so badly.
- Oh, I wouldn't say that.

But it's true. Nothing but troubles
and extravagances and debtors.

Darling, why don't you do the
sane thing, and get a divorce?

I won't divorce you in a million years.
- Think how much better off you'll be.

Bad luck just seems to follow me.
- You stir it up.

Besides .. how long do you think I'd
keep this job without you as my sponsor?

If we do go on it will mean nothing
but years of painful wrangling.

We'll survive the wrangling.
We'll live those years out together.

No, no. Don't touch me.
It only makes me feel worse.

That's right .. you have a good cry.

I'll have a walk and vent my spleen at
that Peter Pan statue you talked about.

Anything wrong, Mr Roger?
- No, nothing.

I shan't want any tea.
- Oh.

As you wish.

Roger. Mr Roger.

Why, mother?

Well my dear boy, don't look so
bewildered. It's only the old lady.

You didn't think I'd forget
your birthday did you?

I'd forgotten it myself.

That's a cake. And I might be persuaded
to stay and have dinner with you later.

In the meantime, if Martha
would get me some tea.

Sure ma'am and muffins. I know
how partial you both are to muffins.

I'm sorry Martha, no.
- No muffins?

No tea I'm afraid.
- Nonsense, you've got oceans of tea.

I don't mean that.
- Why Roger, what is it?

I'm sorry, mother but something
urgent has come up.

Are you throwing me out?
- No, not really but it's ..

You know how it is for a doctor, it's ..
- It's a brainstorm by the look of you.

I think you'd better come down and clear
your head with a breath of country air.

I'll come down this weekend.

In that case I'll forgive you flinging
your poor old mother out on the street.

I'll make up for it this weekend.
Just be patient.

I'm not sure that patience is a virtue.
But you're much too big for a spanking.

Goodbye my boy.
- Goodbye mother.

Goodbye Martha. Take care of him.

Yes ma'am, I will. Bye now.

A funny way to behave if I may say so.
- You may not say so.

As you wish. Off your feet for
weeks and off your head today.

As if my rheumatism wasn't enough,
without you carrying on like this.

Hello darling. I don't suppose I should
have said what I did on the telephone.

But I can't say I'm sorry.
It brought you here.

I must say you didn't give me a choice.
- You didn't give me much choice either.

I was terribly hurt when I found out
you'd gone on a yacht with Rushworth.

Jervis was with me.
- Jervis's presence is no assurance.

Don't be absurd. You think every
man in London is in love with me.

No man could be near you, or speak to
you, without falling in love with you.

Why, Roger. Sometimes you
say the silliest, nicest things.

If it will make you feel any better,
Mr Rushworth has gone off to Africa.

And perhaps, for months.

You know, you shouldn't have
telephoned me this afternoon.

Darling, I can't explain what happens to
me when I don't see or hear from you.

I've even thought of going to
Jervis and explaining it to him.

Begging him to give you up.

Whatever made you think of
such a thing as going to Jervis?

You know he's refused time and
time again to agree to a divorce.

There is some consolation in that.
If I can't make you my wife ..

Neither can any other man.
As long as Jervis lives.

I'm sorry. I'm at the end of my tether.
What have I got to look forward to?

All these bills, always Jervis
harping on. I can't go on like this.

Mr Roger! Come quick. You're wanted.

Something terrible has happened.
- I'm busy, Martha.

Let me in. Please let
me in please Mr Roger.

But you've got to come, Mr Roger.

It's Mr Peter who likes you so much.
He's bleeding awful. I'll get your bag.

No, no. I'll get it. You
get the antiseptic.

Where is it Mr Roger?

No, not that one. It's on the second
shelf. Behind those bottles.

Here you are sir.
- Tell them I'll be there in a moment.

Yes, sir.

I'll go now.
- No, darling. You mustn't. Not yet.

I'll only be ten minutes, then we
must talk things out. We've got to.

There is a point at which
one must make a decision.

Wait for me, and wipe
away those tears, darling.

Oh! You startled me.

Sorry mum. I didn't
know anyone was here.

I've just come to put the jars back.

Hello there my darling.
- Don't get up, dear.

Thanks for calling me "Dear".
It's more than I deserve, really.

I began to feel you left me for good.

I found the debris on the
carpet before I moved in.

So I put it in a side drawer.

I'm sorry I broke your picture.
- Don't you go apologizing to me.

You wouldn't get me another
brandy-and-soda would you, darling?

Yes, dear.

You're an angel.

Don't ever let us quarrel again.

Well .. chin-chin.

Hmm .. seems a little bitter.

[ Door knocks ]

Mrs Lexton.
- Yes?

I'm sorry to disturb you, but
Mr Lexton was ill in the night.

I wanted to send for a doctor,
but he wouldn't let me.

I'll be right there.

Hello angel.

Poor old boy. How are you feeling?

Better for seeing you.

What is it? Something you've eaten?
- It feels like I've eaten a salamander.

Here, sit on the edge of my bed.

Is that where it is burning?
- It's dryer than the great Gobi desert.

It's just too many brandy-and-sodas.
Emily shouldn't have bothered you.

Emily should have bothered me sooner.
- It will be alright. It's got to be.

I've a heavy day at the office coming.
- No Jervis. You mustn't go the office.

I tell you what, Ivy.
Just slip me a hair of the dog.

A brandy-and-soda will
make me feel right as rain.

Don't look so shocked.

Just a little one .. and
not too much soda.

Jervis, I do hate to see you in pain.

Pain should be quick.
Something that is over quickly.

I'll second that.
- I'll get you the brandy-and-soda.

He's worse again.
- Who is with him?

He was took bad. His throat was so hot.
And he was swearing something awful.

I got frightened,
so I called the Doctor.

The Doctor?
- Dr Lanchester. He's in there now.

Alright.

Oh, there you are Mrs Lexton. I'm glad
you've come in .. there is the culprit.

It was kind of you to
come so quickly, Doctor.

Dear Jervis .. Emily tells me
that you're feeling bad again.

He's got himself to blame.

It's high time he learnt that
brandy-and-soda can be poison.

Poison?
- Well, for some systems, anyhow.

You'd better get used
to the idea, young man.

The height of your dissipation will be
wholesome milk for the next week or two.

Week or two? Oh but Doctor,
I've got to go to the office.

You've got to stay just where you
are, until I tell you to get up.

Oh, no Doctor.
- Oh yes, young man.

He's in your good hands, my dear.

I'll look in again Lexton.
Goodbye my dear.

I'll come back.

A broth ready, Emily?
- Will be in a jiffy, sir.

It will perk him up a bit.
- Yes, sir.

Now, now. A long face won't help.

Is it very serious, Doctor?

My dear Mrs Lexton, that boy comes from
a long line of sporting country squires.

As tough as their own family trees.

He's got reserves of energy more than
enough to combat a stupid tummy-ache.

I'm very glad to hear it.

You just look after him.
The way I know you will.

He'll be dancing a jig in
no time. Goodbye my dear.

Goodbye, Doctor.

How do you feel now dear?
- My throat is still hotter than Hades.

Poor Jervis.

You're going to the show at the
Criterion tonight, aren't you?

No. Of course not,
with you feeling like this.

Of course you are. I'm a
nuisance enough as it is.

You're not.

All the stupid expense
of Doctors. It's nonsense.

You must hate me for it.

No. I don't hate you.

I sometimes wish I weren't
quite so fond of you.

You hate being ill, don't you.
- I loathe it.

I hate your being ill, too.

[ Telephone ]

That's probably Dr Gretorex again.

If it is, say I'm not at home.
- He's called three times.

I'm not at home.

Hello .. oh .. Dr Gretorex.

Oh no, sir. Mrs Lexton is still out.

And no sir. I don't know
when she'll be back.

This will make a new man of Mr Jervis.
- Leave it here.

I'll give it to him.
- Yes, mum.

He'll enjoy it more from you.

[ Door buzzer ]

Good afternoon. Is Mrs Lexton in please?
- No sir. Not now, sir.

When will she be back?

She won't be in until late, sir. She's
gone to a dinner and then the theatre.

But I can give her a message.

Who is it, Emily? Who is there?

It's Roger. Roger Gretorex.
- Why Roger! Come on in.

Thanks.

Hello Roger.
- Jervis.

Man, what's happened?
- Oh, just a bit under the weather.

Something I've eaten.
- Oh, I'm sorry.

My throat is as dry as a board.

I could do with a brandy-and-soda.

I'm not sure what a brandy-and-soda
would do to you.

Have you any better suggestions?

Well, this can't do you any harm.

Horrible stuff.
- Here.

Only fit for dogs and horses.

Hello.
- Well, here's a lark.

An impromptu consultation, eh Doctor?

A consultation, sir?

Sorry Doctor. That was
meant to be funny.

Roger, this is Dr Lanchester.

Dr Gretorex is a great
friend of mine and Ivy's.

I was just asking him if he knew a way
to cool this red-hot poker in my throat.

You don't mind, do you?
- As a matter of fact, I do.

You are my patient,
Lexton .. not Dr Gretorex.

I'm terribly sorry Doctor. I had
no idea you were on the case.

I see.

Well, I'll be running along Jervis.
I know you're in very excellent hands.

Good afternoon, Doctor.
- Good day, sir.

Have I done the wrong
thing or something?

What's this?

Not more brandy-and-soda I hope?

You hope the most
unpleasant things, Doctor.

What was he giving you?
- It could have been water.

Hello yes. I'm trying
to find Mrs Lexton.

Mrs Jervis Lexton.
Oh, it's really urgent, sir.

Can't you have her paged?

No, I don't know what party she is with.

Are you Mrs Lexton?
- Yes.

Mrs Lexton, during your
absence this evening ..

Who are you?
- I'm Dr Berwick.

I couldn't get Dr Lanchester, so I rang
for Dr Berwick. He lives downstairs.

How is he?
- He's ..

Dead.

Keep hold of yourself. Get some brandy.

Had Dr Lanchester realized
how serious this was?

No .. nor had I.

Well, he was Dr Lanchester's patient.

This has placed me in a position where
I'm afraid I must ask for a post-mortem.

A post-mortem .. what's that?

An examination to determine
the cause of death.

Brandy mum ..

Do you want to go in?
- No, no.

Better help Mrs Lexton to her room.
- Yes.

Thank you.

Good morning, Emily.
- Good morning, Dr Berwick.

Is Mrs Lexton awake?
- No, sir.

There hasn't been a sound out of her.
I thought it best to let her sleep.

Alright, we want to talk to you.
- Yes, sir.

You're sure you and Mrs Lexton are the
only two who saw Mr Lexton yesterday?

That's right, sir. In a
manner of speaking.

What do you mean by that?

Well, there was Dr Gretorex of course.

Was this Dr Gretorex also
on the case, Dr Berwick?

Not to my knowledge.
- Oh no, sir. He wasn't on the case.

He was just a friend of
Mrs .. I mean Mr and Mrs Lexton.

Why did you start saying "Mrs"?

Well, he asked for Mrs Lexton
when he come in, sir.

Did he come often?
- No, sir. Never, until yesterday.

Did he telephone her often?
- Oh yes, sir. Often.

Not that she would ever speak to him.
She was devoted to her young husband.

"If Dr Gretorex telephones,
I'm not at home", she'd say.

So, Dr Gretorex was alone
with Mr Lexton yesterday?

Why yes, sir.

Oh that is until, Dr Lanchester arrived.

And then they had words.

And Dr Gretorex left
quicker than he came in.

What sort of words?
- Well, I'm not sure, sir.

I think he said something
about a .. drink that ..

Dr Gretorex gave Mr Lexton.
- A drink?

I can get the facts from Dr Lanchester.

Does Mrs Lexton know that Dr
Gretorex came here yesterday?

Oh, no sir. Least ways,
she don't know from me.

You say she's asleep?
- I hope so, sir. She needs it.

Oh, she worshipped Mr Jervis, she did.
- I'll talk to her.

Wild horses wouldn't have got her out
last night if she knew how ill he was.

[ Door knocks ]

Who is it, Emily?

Dr Berwick is asking if he can
see you for a moment, mum.

Tell him to come in.

Good morning Mrs Lexton.
I am sorry to trouble you.

I just wanted a little chat.
If you feel up to it.

Of course I feel up to it.

I know what a terrible
shock this has been.

But I'm afraid I have another
shock for you, Mrs Lexton.

You husband, didn't die a natural death.

I believe he died of a form
of virulent poisoning.

Poison?

That's the reason why
Mr Orpington is here.

It's important that he
should see you, too.

If you have no objection.

Will you step in, sir?

Mr Orpington is from Scotland Yard.

You have told Mrs Lexton?
- Yes, he has.

Poisoned ..

Madam, did your husband have anything to
drink yesterday when you were with him?

Yes, he had some hot broth.
But that was alright wasn't it?

Dr Lanchester ordered it.
- Perfectly alright if he ordered it.

Excuse me.

Forgive me if I seem
impertinent, Mrs Lexton.

But your husband's life
was insured, of course?

No, Jervis wasn't insured at all.

But he was comfortably off?

I mean, he left you well
provided for, I hope.

All he had was his salary
and a lot of debts but ..

Don't worry about me. I'll be alright.

I'll find a job or something.

You are very brave, Mrs Lexton.

There is one other small matter.

Your friend, Dr Gretorex.

Our friend.
- Quite.

Did you know that he was
coming here yesterday?

Was he here?

He was with your husband
a few hours before he died.

Well .. I didn't know.

I understand that he has been
telephoning you quite a bit, lately?

But I didn't talk to him.
- So I have been told.

Am I misconstruing the case to say he
is more your friend than your husband's?

That is true, Inspector.
- Very sensible of you to admit it.

You .. saw him alone at times?

At times, but not often.

At his own house?

No, we would go for walks in
the park or .. to picture galleries.

I understand. In other
words, you were quite ..

Well, you were quite fond of him.

I'm very fond of Dr Gretorex.

But I loved my husband.
- Naturally.

Was Dr Gretorex .. jealous of Mr Lexton?

Please don't answer that
question if you don't want to.

Well .. I suppose he was in a way but ..

Make no mistake, Roger
is a wonderful man.

I've no doubt he is.

After all, he could ..

Hardly be blamed for falling in love
with you and wanting to marry you.

I suppose it was as much
my fault as it was his.

You encouraged him?
- No. Quite the opposite.

Well, I could have been firmer.

What did your husband say to all this?

He didn't know.
- You never told him?

No .. he would have been so hurt.

You see .. he trusted Roger as a friend.

I see.

Mrs Lexton.

In your opinion.

If your husband had found out ..

What Dr Gretorex's feelings really were.

Do you think that he might
have taken his own life?

Oh no! Don't ever say that.

He could never had done such a thing.
- You are quite sure of that?

Well, of course he wouldn't.

You didn't know Jervis.

I'm sorry I didn't.
He sounds .. a decent fellow.

And Dr Gretorex lives at ..?

Perry Place?
- Yes.

I think he does.

I'm very grateful to you for being
so frank with me, Mrs Lexton.

And please accept my
very sincere sympathies.

Thank you Inspector. Goodbye.
- Goodbye.

I've left my card with
Emily, in case you need me.

Thank you, Doctor.

Ivy.
- Roger.

Something dreadful has happened.
Jervis. He's dead. He died last night.

I have to talk quickly. This man
will be here. - Man?

It's so dreadful, and I'm so frightened.

They say .. the poor darling .. didn't
die what they call a "natural death".

Didn't die a natural death?

No time to talk. This horrible man came
to see me. He's to do with the Police.

Now he's coming here to see you.
- But why?

I don't know. He just asked funny
questions about you and me.

Roger, you won't give me away, will you?
- Give you away?

Well, he wanted to know if you were
as good a friend of mine as of Jervis.

I said that you weren't. That you
were good friends to us both.

What else did he ask?

Well, he wanted to know if you were
fond of me, if you loved me and I ..

I said that you didn't. Then ..

He asked if I ever came
to see you here alone.

He asked that?
- Yes.

I said that I hadn't.
What else could I say?

If you say that I have, then ..
- It's nobody's business but our own.

Yes I know, but if it gets in the
papers it will look so dreadful.

Darling, of course I can
say you've been here.

But you shouldn't have come here
now. What if you'd been followed?

Oh, no. I wasn't. I came
round by way of the wharf.

I don't understand it.

If poor Jervis took his own life,
do you think he knew about us?

I'm sure he didn't. Nobody did.
But everyone will if you ..

Don't worry. They won't.

We mustn't see each other for a while.

We're both going to need ..
- It's better if you went away.

Your home or somewhere.

Ivy .. you must be very brave.
This means an inquest.

[ Door knocks ]

Yes?
- Two gentlemen to see you, sir.

Alright, I'll come.
- Yes, sir.

You had better go.
- You'll be careful, won't you.

Dearest, when this is all over.
- Yes, my darling. I'll go now.

Wait until I'm talking to them,
and then slip out. - Yes, dear.

Roger, what if Martha has seen me here?
- I'll attend to that.

You mustn't worry, darling.

I won't let anybody harm you.

Thank you, Roger.

Martha.

They're waiting in the hall, sir.

Martha .. would you do something for me?
- You know I would Mr Roger.

If you've ever seen a lady here, not a
patient, a visitor. You must forget it.

Forget I'd never seen no�ne here?
- That's right.

It means a lot to me. You may be asked.

No matter how it appears, no matter
what you think would be for the best.

Remember, you'll be helping
me if you never tell a soul.

If it means something to you Mr Roger,
it means much more to me. I promise.

Thank you Martha.

I know I can trust you. Ask them in.

Step this way gentlemen, please.

Good day, Doctor.
- Good day.

My name is Orpington. Criminal
Investigation Department, Scotland Yard.

How do you do.

Won't you sit down?
- Thank you.

I'm sorry to bother you.

But I have to ask you some questions
about a gentleman who was known to you.

If you give me his name, I'll look ..
- He was not a patient of yours.

I'm referring to Mr Jervis
Lexton, who died last night.

No, he wasn't a patient of mine.

That's what I thought. But
he was a friend of yours?

Yes, his death was very sudden.

You understand, when a thing like this
occurs I must explore every possibility.

I suppose you can't give us any idea
how Mr Lexton came by irritant poison?

None whatever.

I mean is it possible that he could have
obtained or annexed some from here?

Mr Lexton never came to this house.
- Did his wife ever come here, Doctor?

No, sir.

Thank you.

I sent my Sergeant out of the room
Doctor, because I have to ask you ..

A rather personal question.

I understand that you knew Mrs Lexton
rather better than you knew her husband.

What do you mean by that?

Wasn't it a form of romantic friendship?
Or some sort of relationship, anyhow?

If you mean what I think you mean.
- Please forgive me if I seem offensive.

But let me put it this way.

Were there occasions when you
used to see Mrs Lexton alone?

No, sir.
- Not even for a walk in the park?

No, sir.

I see.

Was it your wish to be on ..

Closer terms of friendship with Mrs
Lexton than she felt it right to allow?

I hate to bother you with these details.

Mrs Lexton is a very
engaging young lady.

I imagine it might be hard for
any man not to with to wish to ..

Make love to her. I quite agree.

You admit if there was no Mr Lexton you
would want Mrs Lexton to be your wife?

There was a Mr Lexton.
- But that doesn't answer my question.

You do want to marry
Mrs Lexton, don't you?

She's already admitted as much.

That I know to be a downright lie.

I'm sorry you've taken it
that way. Please forgive me.

I suppose you have a Surgery
attached to this house?

It is across the yard.
- You make up your own medicines?

Yes.

May I see the Surgery, please?
- Certainly.

Thank you.

Inspector .. naturally in this Surgery
you will find irritant poisons.

But no-one has access to this place
but my housekeeper and myself.

I've no idea how Jervis Lexton got the
stuff that killed him. If it killed him.

But I do know it didn't
come from this room.

Yes. I'll take a look at it if I may.

The poisons are in this cabinet.

Quite a bit of it, isn't there.

Hello there.

Mother.

Now I believe in presentiments. I've
thought of you all day. - You have?

Don't kiss me dear. I'm covered
with horse-hair and saddle-soap.

Hello Groves.
- How are you, sir?

What's wrong with Dazzle?
- Got a splint. Knocked his leg.

It will teach him to
jump higher next time.

Get the iodine Groves, and blister
that splint. If the Doctor agrees.

I do.
- Yes, ma'am.

Alright my boy .. what's wrong?

What you said, I think. The splint is ..
- I mean .. with you.

Mother, do you remember my friends,
the Lextons? They spent a weekend here.

I remember Mrs Lexton very well.

Jervis died suddenly.
- Oh, I'm sorry.

What caused his ..
- They say it was poison.

Suicide, obviously.

Were you his Doctor?

No.

The poor boy.

Is there something else
you want to tell me?

What is it, Roger?

Mother. I want you to know now
that Ivy is free, I shall marry her.

Isn't it early to be talking of marriage
when the poor man has only just died?

I know. I had to tell you as there may
be a scandal with my name linked to it.

I said something to you that
weekend Mrs Lexton was here.

I suppose you didn't take my advice.
- Some things a man must judge himself.

As regards Mrs Lexton.
I will judge for myself.

Very well, Roger.

Hello Tom .. how is Mrs Lumford?

Mending fast, sir .. thanks to you.

Good day Mrs Gretorex.

Doctor, I ..

Well, there is some ale in the
kitchen if you two would like ..

No mother. Please wait.

What is it, Tom?
- I'm sorry, Doctor. But ..

I've been ordered to arrest you.

Groves, take Dazzle to his
stall and dress that splint.

Yes, sir.

Go on, Tom.

To arrest you on suspicion of
the murder of .. Jervis Lexton.

I'm sorry Mrs Gretorex.

Won't you allow my son to
have supper before you go?

I think we could manage
supper for all of us.

Sorry mum. My orders is to bring him
straight back to Haywards Heath.

Well, reckon we'd better
be moving, Doctor.

Bring along the Doctor's bag, Jim.

Don't worry Mother.
It's all a stupid mistake.

Of course it is, dear.

Ma'am! .. Ma'am!

What is it Emily?
- Dr Gretorex.

What about Dr Gretorex?
- He's arrested.

Arrested?
- Yes .. for murder.

For Mr Lexton's murder.

Oh Madam, I forgot.
This cable came for you.

Thank you, Emily.

The Prosecution believes it
has cause for action against you.

But why you? Where was your motive?

Admittedly you saw
Lexton the day he died.

But so did Dr Lanchester.
So did the maid, Emily Green.

Of course the wife saw him too,
but what could have been her motive?

There's no life insurance .. no money.

Now, if she wanted to marry another man.

Doctor .. are you quite sure
you've told me all the facts?

Was this woman in love with you?
- Certainly not.

Or somebody else?
- No.

No .. not to my knowledge.

If there is anything, you'd
better tell me you know.

Remember, you will be under oath
when I put you in the witness box.

I won't go into the
witness box, Sir James.

Paper .. paper!

Paper!

The star in Gretorex murder trial,
Ivy, to give evidence today.

Now, now Ivy. Now, now.

You must keep control of
yourself. It won't be too bad.

All you have to do is speak the truth.

It's an ordeal testifying against
someone one knows.

But if Gretorex is guilty,
you are only doing your duty.

And if he isn't, be sure the
court will find out the truth.

And those barristers are
the fellows to find it out.

Dig under the surface for
the truth. Like a surgeon.

Why do they make me give evidence?

She's shaking like a leaf.
- Dear, dear.

Come on my dear. You must.

Mrs Lexton.

Mrs Gretorex.

I want to talk about my son. His life.
- Well I ..

I know appearances are
dreadfully against him.

But you don't believe that Roger
poisoned your husband, do you?

You believe he's innocent, don't you?

How do I know what to
think, Mrs Gretorex?

I mean it is so strange.
It's so unfortunate.

Roger was the last person to
see my poor husband alive.

You mean, you are half inclined to
believe that he did this terrible thing?

Because of his love for you, I suppose?
- I didn't say that, but ..

He was very fond of me, you know. And ..
- Roger loved you. He told me so.

And because of that, please remember
when you face him from the witness box.

That what you say may
very well mean his death.

I will. I will indeed, Mrs Gretorex.

"Call Mrs Ivy Lexton."

"Call Mrs Ivy Lexton."

You are called, Mrs Lexton.

I won't go.
- Madam, you have no choice.

What happened? Did Emily say ..?
- Please, Madam.

Take off your gloves please.

Take the bible in your right hand.

Repeat after me.

I swear by the almighty God.

I swear by the almighty God.

That the evidence I give to this court.

That the evidence I give to this court.
- Shall be the truth.

Shall be the truth.
- The whole truth.

The whole truth.

Nothing but the truth. So help me God.

And nothing but the
truth. So help me God.

You are Ivy Lexton, widow of the
late Jervis Hamilton Lexton?

Yes.

Mrs Lexton, your maid Emily Green stated
that the prisoner used to telephone you.

Sometimes as often as three times a day.

But that you would never talk with him.

Was that testimony true, Mrs Lexton?

Yes.

Now, Mrs Lexton, what was the nature of
your relations to and with Dr Gretorex?

I ..

What was that?
- She hasn't answered yet, My Lord.

Yes, Mrs Lexton?

We were friends, all three
of us. My husband too.

Mrs Lexton .. was there,
unknown to your husband ..

Any romantic relationship between
you and the prisoner at the bar?

Well I ..

Was the prisoner at the bar,
in love with you?

Answer the question?
- Must I answer?

Counsel is entitled to a reply.

Mrs Lexton .. the morning
after your husband's death.

Did you tell Inspector
Orpington anything?

What did you tell him?

I say you told him Dr Gretorex was in
love with you and wanted to marry you.

And did you not also imply that the
accused was jealous of your husband?

You did tell the Inspector these
things, didn't you, Mrs Lexton?

Didn't you?

Yes.

My Lord.
- What's that?

I wish to withdraw my plea, My Lord.

And change it to "guilty".

He's in a bit of a hurry to get that
rope around his neck, isn't he?

So is she.

I pass upon you the
sentence of this court.

Which is that you be taken
hence to a lawful prison.

And thence to a place of execution.

And that you there be hanged by
the neck .. until you are dead.

And that your body shall be buried
within the precincts of the prison.

Where you shall have been last confined.

May the Lord have mercy upon your soul.

Amen.

Is James on his way up
with the bags, Emily?

He don't answer the
speaking-tube. I'll get him.

We haven't much time.

Did you get James?

Oh.

Mrs Lexton, why have
you refused to see me?

I'm awfully sorry Mrs Gretorex.
I'm leaving town.

Until it is all over?
Until my son is dead?

My staying in London wouldn't
help the poor darling.

It might. It is nearly five o'clock.

Do you realize that it is only 16 hours
and they are hanging him in 16 hours?

Roger loved you.
Why don't you try to help him?

How can I help him?
- Mr Lexton may have committed suicide.

But he didn't.
- What makes you so sure?

Because he wouldn't do such a thing.
- He may have suspected you and my son.

He might have taken the poison so you
and Roger would be accused of murder.

What a horrible thought! You are
speaking of my dead husband.

I am fighting for my son's life.

It was a hideous misfortune
for me when I met your son.

You don't want him to go free. Why?

I've done everything I could.
- No, you haven't.

If Roger dies tomorrow, the person
who killed your husband will go free.

Is that what you want, Mrs Lexton?
- You seem to forget Roger confessed.

It took you a long time
to remember that.

Why is everyone so cruel to me?

Nobody seems to realize what I've been
through. All the nervous strain and ..

Get the bags. I'll be
at Lady Flora's, Emily.

Yes ma'am. Goodbye.

[ Door knocks ]

Hello?
- Good evening, Martha.

Oh it's you.
- May I come in?

Yes, of course.

It is going to be a damp night.
- Yes. I'm afraid it is.

Mrs Gretorex is out. She went away
this morning and hasn't yet returned.

I didn't come here to see
Mrs Gretorex, Martha.

I came here to see you.

Me?
- Yes.

Martha, are you down there?
- Yes, ma'am, I'm down here.

Just shutting up.

Good evening Mrs Gretorex.
- What is it, Inspector?

I just dropped in to have
a talk with Martha.

But since you are here, I am curious to
know why you called on Mrs Lexton today.

Is that unlawful?
- No.

How is she? Still frightened?
- Yes, frightened. Horribly frightened.

But she's ready to let Roger die
rather than to say whom he is ..

Shielding.

You think he's shielding somebody too?

Officially this case is closed.
I have no right to think.

This is my evening off.
- You do think it, though?

Whom would she want him
to shield Mrs Gretorex?

I think you know.
- Herself.

Yes, yes. And that's why Roger
said he did it. To save her.

And how easy for her to get the poison
here. That cupboard isn't even locked.

Martha has said over and over again
that Mrs Lexton has never been here.

Isn't that so, Martha?
- Yes. That's right, sir.

But he wouldn't have told Martha or
anyone because of her reputation.

She could have used that door.
- Yes.

Only today, I learn Dr Gretorex had an
extra key made to the door a year ago.

Did you know that, Martha?

No sir. No.

I'm afraid the tea kettle
will be on the boil.

She could have slipped in here
without anybody knowing it.

Oh, I'm so sure of it,
Inspector. So positive.

Oh, but what's the use?

We couldn't prove anything.

And tomorrow morning .. Roger will die.

How did that get back
there? That jar of poison.

Why should that jar frighten you?

I broke the cups.
- Never mind the cups.

I'll get some more tea.
- Never mind the tea.

Martha, in fifteen hours' time,
Dr Gretorex will be hanged.

Hanged for something that he didn't do.

He's shielding somebody, and
you know who he is shielding.

Martha, what are you keeping from us?

Say it!

But I .. I promised.

You promised what? You promised whom?
Tell me, tell me!

You've seen Mrs Lexton here.
You know she was here.

Was she, Martha? Please, was she?

Yes, she was here. All dressed in white,
she was. And she had a little black bag.

Which she held like so. A lovely little
bag it was. Unusual, with a cameo clasp.

I've seen that bag.

Standing over there, she was.
By the jar of poison.

Standing right in front of it
like she was trying to hide it.

You get Martha across to my office.
They will take her statement.

I've got a visit to make.

"What number, please?"

Please, I want a trunk call.

Horsham, naught-one-eight.

"Where?"
- Horsham, in Sussex.

Only twelve more hours before they ..
- "What was that, ma'am?"

Nothing.

"Sorry, hold on please.
You are through."

Are you there?

Is this Horsham naught-one-eight?

I want Mrs Lexton please.
This is her maid.

"Hang on a moment."

Thank you .. hello .. Emily?

Oh. This is me, mum.

There has been a wire. It's a cable.

Yes, yes. Open it and read it.

I'm all thumbs.

What with being in this flat alone.

With Mr Jervis died.

Poor Dr Gretorex is going to
be hanged in the morning.

Oh .. forgive me, mum.

I have .. I've got the jitters.

If only I could go to my
sisters for the night.

Of course. What does the cable say?

Here it is.

It's from Southampton.

It says "ship docking".

"A day ahead of time."

"Arriving London in the
small hours tonight."

"And shall see you tomorrow."

"Ever .. Miles Rushworth."

I ..

Oh.

Mr Miles Rushworth.

Ahh!

We came to find the weapon,
and I think we've got the motive.

"Shall see you tomorrow.
Ever, Miles Rushworth."

Wasn't he the husband's boss?
- Yes.

It seems that Ivy has a way with men.
Three of them dangling ..

Aye. One of them from the
end of a rope like as not.

"Boat train from Southampton."

Come in to Waterloo, would it?
- Yes, sir.

We must find that handbag.

You search this end.

Here's a drawer full of bags, Inspector.
- Any black ones?

Aye, but none with a cameo clasp.

That's the lot.

Hmm. Not there.
- You think she's done away with it?

Mrs Lexton is not the type to
toss away something valuable.

Search those.
- Yes, sir.

Of course, she might have it.
- Shush!

Quiet.

What's up?

Do you notice something different?

No.

The clock.
- What about it?

It has stopped ticking.
- Well?

Sergeant.

Well!

Give me that pad.

It's nothing at all.

It was hidden for some reason.

Wicked little wench, isn't she.
- Yes.

I thought so the first time I saw
it running up to Lexton's death.

I'll wager the poison was in it then.

Why should anyone want
to hide an empty bag?

A guilty conscience, maybe.

Hollow?
- Might be.

A secret compartment.

There is some white dust in it.

Get it over to the yard
and have it analyzed.

I'm going to Waterloo Station.

To meet Mr Rushworth.

[ Telephone ]

[ Telephone ]

[ Telephone ]

Hello?

Yes.

Oh. It's London.

Yes. Yes, I'm holding on.

Good morning, my dear.

That's probably Charles calling
you, as he promised about ..

Dr Gretorex.

You want Mrs Lexton?

I'll see if she is awake.
- It is for you.

Shall I speak for you?
- Please.

Sir Charles Page, my lady.

Hello Charles. This is Flora.
Is it .. over?

No! They had what?

When? Early this morning?

Charles, that's wonderful.

Well, isn't that extraordinary?

New evidence? Never.

No! Of course, I'll tell Ivy
immediately. She'll be so happy.

Yes. It was kind of you
to let us know at once.

Yes Charles .. thank you .. goodbye.

Ivy .. Ivy! Such news.

Roger Gretorex has been reprieved.

Reprieved?
- New evidence has come to light.

What evidence?

Charles didn't know, but it must be
awfully strong to stop an execution.

They think somebody else is guilty?
- Yes, they're sure of it.

Oh Ivy, I can't tell you what
a load this is off my mind.

You poor dear. All this excitement.

You mustn't let the
reaction make you ill.

You just lie down again. And
remember, the ordeal is over, Ivy.

That poor young man didn't do it. And
now they'll get the guilty one. You see.

I'll bring you some tea.

The guilty one? New evidence?

It must be a mistake. They couldn't
have found out, they couldn't.

Miles .. Miles will see to it.
Miles will help me.

Miles is due in.

Ahh!

Oh, Miles .. you startled me.

Why, you'll never know how
wonderful it is to see you.

I can't even face going
out of the house.

You are trembling Ivy.
Why are you frightened?

Frightened?
- You're frightened. Very frightened.

It's in your eyes.
- Why should I be?

Awful things have happened since
you went away. Poor darling Jervis.

The worries I went through.

You have heard that
Dr Gretorex has been reprieved?

Yes .. I'm glad. I mean,
if they think he's innocent.

If Dr Gretorex is innocent,
who is the guilty one?

Please, let's not talk about it anymore.

Poor Jervis .. it is all
so unexplainable.

Not for Scotland Yard, Ivy.

Inspector Orpington was waiting
for me at the Station when I arrived.

Inspector?

The Police believe they have enough
evidence to convict you of murder.

You don't believe that?

I don't know what to believe.

That's why I came to speak to you.
- And now?

And now I know.

I'm sorry for you, Ivy.

Deeply sorry.

Miles, don't go. If you leave me now,
I haven't a friend left in the world.

Stop, I've forgotten something.

Wait for me, I'll be back immed�ately.
- Yes, ma'am.

Come on, come on. We're waiting.

Ahh!

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