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What's up with him? I don't know. He wants to go that way.

Don't be silly, Beauty. Home's this way.

Look.

Help! Help!

What is it? What's wrong?

What are you going to do?

Follow them.

Are you scared?

Can you see them?

No, we've lost them.

They couldn't have come up here.

Why not?

It leads to Granley Hall.

Well... It's been empty for years.

Beauty doesn't think so.

This chain's spanking new.

Look, tracks.

Come on.

Come on, Kevin.

Let's go home.

There's nothing we can do, is there?

That girl's in trouble.

So you be if you go over that wall. Stay here.

He's gone soft in the air, beauty.

Come on, Kevin.

You should be thoroughly ashamed of yourself, young lady.

And when your uncle returns, you will be severely punished for such wicked

disobedience.

If they find you.

But what's going on here?

Why are you being held prisoner? Please.

What's your name?

Someone's coming.

Cicely?

Cicely. Go.

You come along here with me, miss.

And you've been waiting for me for over an hour. You're very naughty boys to be

so late. But Amy.

Look, I haven't got any time to listen to your silly excuses.

Oh, father, there's someone at Granley Hall. They're holding a girl prisoner.

What nonsense, Kevin.

Father. Sorry, son. I'm going to be late.

Where's he going?

Brandy Hall.

Conor, he killed both her parents within the same week.

Poor girl.

Just before my brother -in -law passed away, he made us her guardians.

We decided to bring her back to this country.

After all, this house does belong to her now.

India was no place for a child of Sicily's tender years.

We asked you here to explain our presence.

So many foolish rumors can develop in a rural community.

How true.

Especially as we shall have to keep her somewhat protected from the outside

world.

Protected?

Since her parents' death, the child has been of a very nervous disposition.

Yes, perhaps, my dear, you would fetch her in.

Certainly, gentlemen.

Sometimes she gets confused.

Even hysterical, you will understand, Doctor.

Yes, of course.

Indeed.

Ah, young lady. Let me introduce you to some of our new neighbours.

Dr. Gordon.

Mr.

Armstrong.

And the Reverend Grouch.

This gentleman is Cicely.

So, no more talk of prisoners and attempted escapes, Sir Galahad.

What are you figuring about?

The Galahad.

You're still not convinced, are you?

No, and I'm going back there tomorrow.

But you said... I said I wouldn't say anything, not that I wouldn't do

They may be watching from the house.

Your uncle and aunt?

How did you know?

Come round here.

I'm Kevin Gordon.

My father was here yesterday.

A nice doctor.

Well, he's nice sometimes.

What did they tell him about me?

They said that you were...

You are... Hysterical.

Unbalanced.

What do you think?

I don't believe it.

Are they really your guardians?

I don't know. I didn't think my parents even liked them very much.

Do you have any other relatives?

Only my grandfather.

I tried writing to him, but Uncle Joshua tore up the letter.

I have to write what he tells me.

How kind he is.

How I love Aunt Edith.

How happy I am.

Write to your grandfather now. I'll post it.

Cicely?

Cicely!

Where are you?

Cicely!

Why did you leave your work?

Uncle Joshua told me to learn this sermon by heart.

I find it easier if I walk about.

I doubt if your governess will allow such perambulation.

My governess?

Your uncle's unmarried sister arrives next week.

She is less good -natured than I.

Now, continue your work and remain seated.

Hurry, Cicely.

The letter.

All right, PNC, I'm coming.

Be quiet. Stop it.

I'll take that.

How you doing, boy?

Come on, B .J. Come on, boy.

Come back.

Stop, boy.

I'd never have gotten away if it hadn't been for Beauty. He just tore up the

letter. Letter?

What letter?

The letter Cicely wrote to her grandfather.

Ah, you've been to Granley Hall again, hmm?

There's nothing wrong with Cicely.

She's just afraid of the Eglintons.

All that nervous and confused stuff they told you. It's just so that they can

keep her locked away.

They even dictate the letters she writes.

Why should they do all this?

I don't know.

Neither does she.

Why don't we write to her grandfather?

He lives in Norfolk at a place called Bexwell.

Because it's none of our business.

Are you not to go near Granley Hall again, and from now on you're to keep

from Sicily.

Who was he?

Just a boy.

They asked him to post the letter. His name?

I want to know his name!

What's it for?

Cicely's escaped.

Cicely? We're not starting that again.

I never stopped.

I've been watching the house for days now.

She studies for an hour every afternoon in the garden.

They keep an eye on her, but not all the time.

Henrietta will be arriving shortly.

Splendid. She'll soon tear my sister.

A few years of Henrietta's discipline, the little fool will do anything we say

when she comes of age.

As long as she signs everything.

Oh, she will.

We won't have to commit any more.

It's me, Kevin.

I've come to get you out of here.

Now listen carefully.

I'm sorry you had such an unpleasant journey, Elietta.

It was most uncomfortable.

Where is the girl? In the garden. Edith will fetch her. No, Joshua.

I would prefer to be her alone.

First impressions are very important.

Haven't you ever heard of a decoy, Doctor?

Good afternoon, Sisley.

I am your new governess.

Stand up, girl.

Turn round.

So you are Sisley.

Cut, sir.

I am appalled by your untidy appearance and your dreadful manners.

I can see I have arrived not a moment too soon.

How old are you?

Fifteen. Speak up. Fifteen.

Have you a cold?

Yes, miss.

Something chronic.

It is obvious you spend too much time in the open air.

Your complexion is very unsatisfactory.

Don't stare so.

And stand still.

What? I've been up on him too.

What?

It's a boy.

It's a boy.

A boy?

Boy?

Yes, sir. But get after him!

After him, Joshua!

We've done it. They'll never catch us now.

What about Albert?

Beauty's going for him.

Off you go.

We've got to get to the stable without being seen. Come on.

Get the horses!

Let him go. It's a false trail.

That horse, Evans, that black horse.

It's the same as that other young ruffian was riding.

It was in our stables.

The day that Dr. James Gordon came to lunch.

If anyone comes, hide.

I'll bring you some food.

The train is at six.

Here's some money for the train ticket.

Kevin? Yes?

Thank you.

So where's your fine black horse, Dr. Gordon?

And where's my ward?

Well, Kevin, where is Cecily?

I have a good mind to see that you are prevented from practicing medicine ever

again, Dr. Gordon.

And see that your children are sent to prison.

Go ahead, Miss Raglington.

Take us to court.

Prosecute the lot of us.

I fully intend to.

I don't think you do.

Cicely?

Stay where you are, Cicely.

Evans, get her.

Don't you dare lay your hands on that girl.

This letter might interest you.

It's from a Colonel Thorn of Bexwell in Norfolk.

Grandfather. You wrote?

Yes. I told him of Cecily's unhappiness.

How you prevented her from writing to him. How you dictated her letters.

Lies. Made up by an hysterical girl.

He intends to come and see you.

He wishes to have his son's will examined by experts.

As he now suspects it to be a forgery.

Until then, Cecily will stay here with us.

And now, sir.

Get off my property before I prosecute you.

I think I owe you an apology, son.

Will

somebody

please tell me what's happened?

Thank you.