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Manfred?

Just a little German poem.

On chimneys?

Vicky, it's magnificent.

Beauty will look like a show horse.

Positively overdressed, in fact, out here.

That's very generous of Lord Fordham.

I haven't forgotten your birthday or anything, have I?

No.

Bear the excuse to... Yes.

That didn't have her turning cartwheels with joy, did it?

She's been like this for too long now.

I wish she'd tell me why, but all she does is clam up.

I shouldn't worry too much. It must be very difficult for her without her

and her real family.

She'll snap out of it. You'll see.

Where am I, darling?

Won't matter how cold it gets with this on.

Doesn't he look a picture, Manson?

Yes, he's a good picture.

Wonderful.

He's a lucky horse, your beauty.

I found me I was as lucky with my chimney.

It was a disaster.

I had to get back to it.

Are you pleased

with your present?

Yes.

It was nice of your grandfather to send it.

Do you miss him?

I think... I suppose so.

What's the matter, Vicky?

Nothing.

You've hardly smiled all week.

You miss your father, don't you?

Yes.

I miss him too, you know.

It's supper ready.

Just about.

I'd better wash up then.

I was reading this piece the other day about cabbage trees.

There's a chap made a chimney out of one of those.

Extraordinary. Cabbage tree?

Would it not catch fire?

No, apparently not.

You see, the cabbage tree chunks, they're soft inside. Well, he hollowed

and just popped it up on the hearth.

And he made a chimney.

Yes, exactly.

That's wonderful. That's what I will do.

Honestly, Manfred, the iron will be here soon.

No, no, this is much better.

I would need quite a big habit for my chimney.

There's one down in the gully.

I must close this place.

Yes, I know the one.

It would be perfect.

Oh, Manfred.

Not such a bad idea.

Not such a good idea either.

Honestly, wait for the iron. It'll be better.

I think I'm going to go to bed now.

Good night, everybody.

Good night.

I'm going to say good night to Beauty.

All right.

Don't be out there too long.

No.

Let them go and make a gymnast.

It might help to slap a Vicky out of it.

Oh, yes, you're probably right.

Actually, I was thinking about something else.

That gully, the one where the cabbage tree is.

I had quite a debate about it with Mr. Coates.

I'm certain that it's our property, but he seems to think that it's his.

In fact...

He was very forceful on the subject.

Was he now?

That'll be typical.

He's coming up a treat.

It's a pity I can't say the same about your bedroom this morning.

I'll tell you later.

I'll see you when I get back.

And don't forget your history lesson.

What did you say? We go get our tree?

But didn't Jenny say... She just thinks I can't make a chimney out of a cabbage.

But I shall prove I can.

And I'll save some money. She'll like that.

All right, then.

I'll settle the issue.

Now, come with me first.

Come on.

With this, I can solve through a mountain.

It's a bit on the big side.

The tree is big.

Is that supposed to fit, you think?

No.

More like 40.

Oh, 40 is big.

I need this saw.

If it's got two handles, don't you need two men to make it work?

Wouldn't that fit to do the job?

Would you mind if I went on ahead?

I'd like to give Beauty a decent ride.

No, no, go ahead.

Can't you keep your sheep on your own land, Coates?

Come on.

Upstairs.

What took you so long?

Nothing.

It's not such a big tree. It's really just a baby.

This saw is used to big tree. That's the problem. It's afraid of hurting another

one.

I think it would

be best if you stay away from here.

When it comes down, this tree will make a lot of damage.

But you said it was just a baby.

Oh, yeah.

I'll be through it in no time.

Beauty could chew through it faster than that.

Will not be long and it's down.

The stars beginning to like cabbage after all.

Hey, you!

What do you think you're doing?

Hey!

What are you doing on my land scaring me sheep?

Your land?

Yeah. This land belongs to my father.

He should keep your sheep off.

Hey, you!

Leave that tree alone.

What?

You'd have no right to be here.

Either of you. That's not true.

Is that so?

Get out of the way. The tree's coming out.

Get out of the way.

You don't think he's hurt very bad, do you?

I don't know.

I tried to tell him.

I tried to tell him you hurt me.

He won't die, will he?

It'll take more than a tree to kill him.

I think.

All right.

I'm gonna lift the tree now.

When it's up, I'm gonna pull you out.

I'm ready.

Okay, Ducie, come on.

All right, we're out.

Ah,

there you are.

Have you seen Vicky?

No, I've just got back.

Look, I've been having a look at the old survey.

She's supposed to be doing her lessons.

Well, perhaps she's finished them. Oh, that'll be the day. Have you been

upstairs? No, as I said, I just got back. I may just be going out again.

We have to get help as quick as possible.

I'll go and do it.

Don't worry, I'll stay with you.

I don't know how bad he's hurt.

It'll be dark soon and I really don't know if he will live through the night.

Won't she ever be tidy.

Vicky.

I'll cut the poles while you're gone, but you have to bring me some good

cloth to make the stretcher, you understand?

Yes. Then ride.

But he's not here. Is it Manfred?

No, it's Mr. Coates. He's been hurt.

But tell me.

The tree fell on him. What tree?

The cabbage tree.

Jenny, I know we weren't supposed to. We were trying to help. Never mind about

that now. I'll go and get some bandages.

Manfred needs some strong clubs.

You know what he needs better than I do.

We'll need the trap.

No. No, the country's too rough.

Well, I hope you've got some bright ideas about how to get him out of there.

have.

How is he?

Not very well, I think.

Is that all you can find?

I'm sorry.

The Lord's going to hear about this.

Are you going to live?

I'm afraid so.

Better stay away from cabbage trees in the future.

I'm sorry, I just... I just wanted to save some money.

You two are going to have to learn to be a little less headstrong.

But you did behave sensibly in the end.

I'm sorry, Jenny.

That's all right.

And Mr. Coates is going to be just fine.

See what I mean?

It had to be Beauty's new cover, didn't it?

Never mind, my love.

I'm sure he understands.

Now, why don't you go to bed, and I'll finish here.

Goodnight, beauty.

You've got to keep that girl under control.

She's a menace.

That German.

Coming onto my land, chopping down trees.

Yes, it's funny you should mention that, Mr Coates.

I've been checking on the titles to that land.

The survey maps, that sort of thing. And I checked with the survey office by

telegraph. So.

Well, it doesn't belong to you.

Never has.

Rubbish. Well, take a look for yourself.

Since you're going to be our guest for the night, you may as well have some

bedtime reading.

It's a lovely picture.

I'm sure you'll feel better if you can see it all the time.

What I don't understand is why you needed to hide it.

I didn't want to hurt you.

Vicky.

She's your mother.

You love her.

I want you to remember her.

Yesterday was her birthday.

Oh, my darling.

I don't want you to keep bottling these things up.

I know how difficult it is for you here, especially with your father missing.

Just as bad for you.

I love you.

I love you too.

He'll come back.

I know he will.

Of course he will.

Until then, it's you and me, right?

And beauty, of course.

Of course.