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Listen to the music.

Un, deux, trois.

Et un, deux, trois and turn.

These English girls. Impossible, eh?

Sorry. Sorry.

Was I meant to go backwards?

Or possibly sideways?

Oh, Mam'zelle, I can see stars.

I think I'm possibly going to have to lie down.

No, no, once more.

Allez. allez.

Un, deux, trois. Un, deux, trois.

How can Irene be such a wizard at music

but make such a meal out of a waltz?

How can Gwen make such a meal out of everything?

Oh, wait, Sally...

Oh, is this your baby sister, Daphne?

Oh, she's such a darling.

- Give that here. - Sally!

No point. She's been in an absolute grump since yesterday.

I think she was upset her parents couldn't come.

Was she now?

I never see my parents.

You don't catch me barking at everyone.

- Come on. - Un, deux, trois...

(French) But... not me again, Irene!

Sorry!

Allez, allez. Continue.

You got her right in the big toe.

Won't stop her drilling us on conjugations though, I'll bet.

- Lady Jane! - Alicia!

Don't you ever get tired of trying to terrify us?

It wasn't me.

It's probably because Miss Grayling's away.

Lady Jane isn't happy.

Miss Grayling's visiting her brother with shellshock.

Why would the ghost be bothered about that?

I don't know, but she's been getting more active.

Remember? Emily actually saw her walking the halls?

It's just the cord that snapped. I'll tell the caretaker.

When you saw Lady Jane in her cloak

did she have the hood up or down?

I don't want to talk about it.

You lot are no fun. Where's Darrell when you need her?

Come on, Mary-Lou. Don't worry.

"Your little sister is getting bigger."

Sally can't have meant to throw this away.

It's her baby sister.

Forget about mopey old Sally Hope and come with me.

I've had the best idea.

Actually, there's somewhere I have to be.

Yeah, to prep with me. Come on.

I've joined remedial.

You've joined deliberately?

Why didn't you tell me before?

It only happened yesterday.

After I warned you about it?

They say it's deadly dull.

They say it's the worst.

Gosh, I wonder why I didn't tell you?

Darrell!

Are you the girl starting remedial today?

Oh, hurrah, we'll have such fun.

But you can't be in remedial, Irene, you're a genius.

Oh, music and maths, maybe.

Everything else, I'm as slow as anything.

Pamela's the only thing keeping me from bottom of the form.

Darrell.

Good to see you.

I've brought an essay to redo for tomorrow

and then I have to learn all those tricky "m" words.

"Schism, emblem, rhythm."

First things first. Take a seat.

Have a cup of hot cocoa.

Cocoa?

Miss Potts has given us the rest of the week to work on the essay

and don't worry about the spelling.

Why not?

Because "rhythm helps your two hips move."

Pamela taught me that. Never got it wrong since.

What is that racket?

Judging by the timbre, Sally's in one of her moods again.

Wonder what's set her off this time.

Sally? Sally!

What are you doing with that?

Keeping it for you. You can't have meant to throw it away.

I mean, it's your little sister.

- Are you alright? - Just go away. I told you.

I don't have a baby sister.

But you do. I know you do.

My mother's met her, and she said so again at the Open Day.

- Well then, she's a liar. - My mother wouldn't lie!

Why are you being so rude? What's the matter with you?

You're the matter with me!

Coming nagging me about your stupid mother.

My mother is not stupid.

She's an interfering busybody, and so are you, Darrell Rivers.

You don't know anything about me.

- Just get out of my... - Don't!

Sally, I am sorry.

I didn't mean...

Just leave me alone.

Sally.

Sally?

Sally?

Hello?

I am so sorry for pushing you.

I didn't mean to hurt you.

You didn't.

How can you say that? You look awful.

It's just my tummy. It hurts me.

And it makes me a terrible grump.

I shouldn't have said that about your mother.

I'm sorry.

Sally?

Let me take you to the San.

Please!

If it's nothing, you can tick me off and say I told you so

but... what if it isn't?

Matron! Matron!

Darrell Rivers, stop that racket at once!

Sorry, Matron, but Sally's really poorly.

She's been making these groaning noises.

Goodness, girl, Sally can speak for herself.

Margaret, get this girl inside.

I think I know what caused it, Matron.

Sally was practising the piano and I... I...

Thank you for your opinion, "Dr Rivers." Back to your dorm, now.

Look lively, I'm about to start.

Sorry, I'm busy.

With what?

Writing to Sally's mother to explain everything

but it's harder than I thought.

So don't do it.

I'm taking this, for your own good, and Sally's.

Your father is staying down the road, right?

Potty could easily drag him back to haul you over the coals.

But I'm worried about Sally.

Send this, and you'll both be in trouble.

Get washed, get into the dorm and don't get involved.

You better get a thermometer and a hot water bottle.

- Do you want me to call the doctor? - No!

This always happens after Open Day.

You give the girls unlimited strawberries and cream

what do you expect?

She seems to be in a lot of pain.

I think I know overindulgence when I see it!

Of course, Matron.

I'm going to be late for the pictures.

Cary Grant waits for no woman.

And no calling the doctor while I'm out.

You're a soft touch.

These girls exploit it.

Yes, Matron.

The thunder was crashing.

A dark hooded figure gallops along the cliffs

whipping her horse and her love with all her might

cloak billowing... behind her

careering through the fog...

Alicia, lights out.

Darrell is still in the bathroom.

Anyway, Matron does lights out, or Margaret.

Not you, Katherine.

Ninety-eight, 99...

a hundred!

Finally! That's the first time all term.

- I'm head of form... - Don't be such a goose.

Can't we have any fun?

Katherine's right.

We need our beauty sleep.

You weren't in such a hurry when you were brushing your hair.

Well, if you won't listen

I'll go over and turn the lights out myself.

Don't be such a goody-goody.

Alicia, no!

How dare you?

- Come here, Alicia. - No chance.

I'll get you for that!

Come here!

We thought it was too many strawberries, but...

You can't come any earlier?

Alright.

Thank you, Doctor, we'll see you in the morning.

Margaret, we need someone upstairs to do lights out.

It seems Sally's overdone it with the strawberries.

I'm sorry, Katherine, can you possibly

- take care of things tonight? - Right.

Don't worry, Sally, just try and breathe deeply.

Everyone!

Everyone, listen.

I just went downstairs and I was told to do lights out

so please get into bed.

I'll get you next time.

It's all show.

Why isn't anyone coming up?

Margaret's too busy in the San.

What was that?

What?

You said Lady Jane was wearing a cloak.

- With a hood. - I can't remember.

You did say that.

I think...

I think she's here.

Alicia Johns, that's enough, or I'll have to report you!

It was a joke.

I wish you'd been the one that had stuffed themselves with strawberries

then you'd be in the San, not Sally.

Is that what the doctor says is wrong?

The doctor's not there. It's just Margaret, and Matron's out.

Katherine, I need to go to the San right this minute.

They don't understand. Sally can't have told them everything.

Darrell, just leave it to the grown-ups.

- Now, everyone, back to bed. - But...

Not another word.

Saints alive! Margaret! Margaret, how long has she been like this?

An hour, maybe a little more.

Call the doctor, you fool!

I did! He's busy. The hospital too. No one can come till the morning.

Why on earth didn't you call him sooner?

- You told me not to. - My stars, woman!

- Matron? - What are you doing out of bed?

- Get back to your dorm immediately! - No.

The reason Sally is sick can't be because of what she's eaten.

She didn't eat on Open Day.

It... we were...

She fell on her tummy just before we saw you.

She had a fall? Why didn't you say?

- I tried, but... - Wake Miss Potts.

Tell her we need a doctor now.

She's already started calling round, but no luck yet.

I know who to call. Ring the Truro Grand.

- Why on earth would I call a hotel? - Please, my father!

That's enough! Go to bed!

You've done enough damage as it is.

Hello, Operator?

The Truro Grand Hotel, please.

Yes, I'll hold.

Hello, yes, I need to speak to Dr Rivers.

He's one of the speakers at...

But...

Yes, please.

Tell him to call his daughter at Malory Towers as soon as he can.

Please! Please.

Oh, no, help me! Help!

Hey, Mary-Lou.

Pipe down.

It was Lady Jane Malory.

I saw under the hood... Sally's face! She was the ghost.

Alicia, I told you to stop that nonsense.

Darrell.

Some of us are trying to sleep.

Some of us were.

Darrell.

Darrell.

Alicia! Leave her be.

But, Katherine, she's gone.

Katherine, you can't, this is sneaking!

It's not. Darrell could be in real danger.

This isn't like when she went looking for Gwen.

None of us have the foggiest where she is!

I won't let you drop her in it!

Enter!

Sorry, can you please hold?

Girls, what in heaven's...

It's Darrell, she's missing!

Darrell? What the devil...

Daddy! Oh, Daddy!

What are you doing out here?

I was coming to fetch you!

By yourself? In the dark? Who on earth gave you permission?

No one.

Did no one try to stop you?

No one saw me. Everyone's busy.

- They should never be that busy! - I'm sorry, but...

You cannot walk off school grounds without permission.

Not in the day and absolutely not at night!

You're freezing!

I'm sorry I wasn't there when you called.

How did you know? I thought...

I rang back. Your form mistress answered.

Apparently, they have a very sick girl in the San.

Yes! Yes, it's Sally. You have to help her!

Of course, I will!

Daddy, I need to tell you something.

- After I've seen Sally. - It... it's about Sally!

Daddy, it wasn't just an ordinary fall, she fell really hard

because...

I pushed her. I shoved her and she hurt her tummy.

- When was this? - This afternoon

and I think it's all my fault.

Oh, Darrell, why didn't you tell someone?

I tried!

But then I thought Sally would tell them

but maybe she didn't want to get me in trouble.

Do you think you can make her better?

I'll do my very best.

Oh, Darrell! We've been looking everywhere for you!

- Thank heavens, you found her. - We're all very lucky I did.

Well, we have more urgent things to focus on tonight.

Which way to the San?

Straight down the corridor, third door on your left.

Does this hurt here?

And this?

I need to operate, right away.

Margaret, bring that hot water, and he'll need clean towels.

Well, now, everything is set, Doctor

I will leave you to it.

I assumed you'd be assisting, Matron.

Unless you don't feel able?

No, I... I'll have you know I've...

I've assisted on countless operations, Doctor.

Matron?

Matron! Kidney dish, please.

Just one... one moment. Please, Doctor, I'm...

I'm... I'm not feeling too good myself. I...

Oh, good heavens!

Darrell.

How is she? Were you able to...

Could you make her better?

Sally is going to be just fine.

And it wasn't your fault at all.

Sally had appendicitis.

Nothing to do with her fall.

Are you sure?

Quite sure.

Her appendix was infected, very inflamed.

She's extremely lucky it hadn't burst.

Is this what's been wrong with her all term? All those tummy-aches?

I think she had what we call a "grumbling appendix."

Can I talk to her, please?

Two minutes. Calm and quiet, please. She needs to rest.

Sally?

Darrell.

How are you? Was it awful? Did it hurt?

Like billy-o, but nothing like yesterday.

Did you get to keep the appendix?

No.

Don't make me laugh.

I'm so glad you're alright.

And since you're feeling better, I thought you might want this.

Why do you have to bring this up again?

It hurts!

Dr Rivers? Dr Rivers!

I don't feel very well.

Can you please ask Darrell to leave?

Come with me, Darrell.

Darrell, we need to talk about thinking before you act.

I know I shouldn't have shoved Sally...

It's not just that.

You left school in the middle of the night, alone

without telling anyone.

What if your father hadn't gotten your message and been driving past?

What if I hadn't seen you?

I'd to do something. No one would listen!

I would have listened, if you'd seen fit to confide.

Darrell, adults are here to help you

so talk to us.

Don't just go off on your own.

Now, your father has to go back.

Say your goodbyes.

Goodbye, Daddy.

Give my love to Mother, and thank you.

Goodbye.

Do you think she took any of that to heart?

The trouble is, she's right.

If she hadn't listened to her gut instinct

Sally could've been very seriously ill, indeed.

Darrell won't always be right, though, will she?

Crikey! If that's what our French translation's

supposed to look like, I'm in big trouble.

It's not French. There's something wrong with Sally.

Yes, appendicitis. Your father fixed it, remember?

I thought so, but there's something else.

Come to the post office with me later?

"Dear Mrs. Hope.

I'm concerned about Sally's younger sister..."