All language subtitles for 13 Grace by Henry James - starring Diana Rigg, Jeremy Brett & George Cole (1974)

Thanks for joining us

I really can't thank you enough.

That's all right, Miss.

The coast is clear.

You can investigate your harsh content.

Oh, sweet, it loves him down.

Oh, yes, we are plenty of those.

Mm-hmm.

I'm glad you're here.

I'm glad you're here.

I'm glad you're here.

I'm glad you're here.

I'm glad you're here.

I'm glad you're here.

I'm glad you're here.

Miss, we are plenty of those.

And the dirt, the hooker gets down.

Well, you're mine, babe.

You're a little steps, Miss.

There's something cruel in the dark corners.

You took your time.

No one here.

I've had a challenge.

I'm Mr. Proudmo from Captain, the honorable Clement Ewell.

Well, not to say he ain't coming.

I used to take the 220 train from Pennies,

and he certainly should be here, sir.

My flyaway daughter, where the deuce is she?

She and her mate were taken the 140

from her grandmother's place near Belvira.

I was the driver of the most convenient of my seats.

Captain Ewell was finally to shake off for a few hours

of peculiar occupations to engage him.

We were to converge.

The price he hasn't been here before, so just to see what has been left,

I always expect you up here so as I can show him round.

I'll take him round, never fear.

Round and round.

That's good, sir.

Exactly what I've come for.

He can't fail to be affected,

though he has been up to his neck in matters of a different class.

He had nothing I dare say but what's right, sir.

And everything is diabolically wrong.

There he is.

Your daughter, sir.

Cora, but Dickens you mean by being late?

I feel rather faint.

Could I have C.T.?

Since I shall expect much of you this afternoon?

Yes. Some tea.

I did think you might be required, sir.

I laid out of the morning room here.

I was a little bit nervous, but I was a little nervous.

I did think you might be required, sir.

I laid out of the morning room here.

It was my train with the barber, so awfully behind.

Also, I walked up from the station.

A such a lovely footpath across the park.

You've been roaming the countryside alone.

Oh, dear, no, not alone.

Whoever so many people about?

I don't doubt there were.

Where amongst these multitudes, praise your maid.

I didn't bring her. She was extremely unwell.

I thought she understood at the first that we do not permit.

Anything of the sort? Yes, papa. I thought you did.

What on earth does that matter with her?

I think that in Granny, she eats too much.

Well, soon, but it stopped to that.

You expect to continue your adventures then into the night?

Returning to Belbera as you came at Luce on the face of the planet?

No, papardia.

Under the protection of a new friend.

A lady I met in the train was also a game back by the 619.

She was like myself on her way to this place I expected to find her here.

What did she want in this house?

She wants to see it.

Today. Oh, today, won't do.

So I suggested. Do you know what she said?

How should I know what a nobody says?

She's not a nobody. She's an American.

An American?

She asked me if this isn't a show house.

I said I had a increased idea.

It is, of course it is.

What the devil would she think of you for not knowing that?

She's tremendously clever.

There seems to be nothing she doesn't know.

There seems to be nothing you do.

You're not tremendously clever, so you'll permit me to demand of your slight effort of intelligence.

I am expecting Captain, the honorable Clement Ewell.

The owner of this property.

He came into it three months ago by the death of his great uncle.

Never laid eyes on it.

It doesn't catch any new living here now.

On the contrary, he comes here for the first time.

I have some business to discuss with him.

I want you to take pains to make him welcome.

It is his own house.

It is not his own house.

That's precisely the point I am making.

The way I look at it, it is my house.

It's mortgaged for every penny of its value as it stands.

And I'm in the happy position.

You follow me?

I'm holding the mortgages.

I'll have every scrap of paper.

Do you mean that you can come down on him?

I don't need to come down, my dear. I am down.

I came down financially speaking many weeks ago and I haven't budged since.

Are you going to be very hard?

Hard is a stupid, shuffling term. What do you mean by it?

But I don't understand business.

I think I understand you, Papa.

Enough together that as usual you have a striking advantage.

As usual I have scored, but my advantage will not be striking until I've sent the blow home.

I look to you as my daughter to nerve my arm.

For what?

This is the most important transaction of my life.

I brought you here to make an impression.

On whom?

On me for a start by not being a fool.

And then miss on him.

I'm Captain Yu.

You must bring him to the point.

Father, what point?

The point where a gentleman has to.

Go down on his knees, you mean?

No, no, no, they don't do that now.

What do they do?

He will know himself.

Oh, no, indeed he won't. They never do.

The sooner they learn whoever teaches them, the better.

I guarantee he shall understand that, for I shall do my part.

Father, all the great men get carried away sometime by their wonderful schemes.

This is not how such things happen.

In the first place I've never even seen him.

That you will do very soon.

He's remarkably handsome, remarkably ambitious and remarkably clever.

Yes, but he probably has one of the best and oldest names in this part of the country.

A name which far and wide here one could do so much with.

I'm indignant to see him do so little.

I propose my dear to do with it what he hasn't.

And I further propose to that end first, to get hold of it.

Through you.

Father, I have just this thing.

Don't tell me that's not how these things are done.

I've seen more marriages arranged between breeding and brass than any man in the country.

You will pick his name up out of the dust.

It does.

Then when we rubbed it off and brushed it down, blown away the dust, touched up the rust,

you will gracefully bear it. That is my plan.

And pray, is it also Captain Yule's plan?

His plans have not yet quite matured.

But nothing is more natural than they should do so on the sunny south wall of my daughter's best manor.

You exaggerate, I think, the warmth of my manor.

It has always been thought remarkably cold.

Then you'll be so good my dear as to confound, or perhaps even scandalize, that opinion.

I've spent 20 years giving you what your poor mother used to call advantages.

It's cost me hundreds and thousands of pounds.

The time has now come when both as a parent and a man of business.

I should get my money back.

How can you be so far?

I couldn't help you a temper nor your taste.

Nor your unfortunate resemblance to that estimable, though far, from ornamental woman who brought you forth.

Thank you.

But I paid out a small fortune that you should have, damn you, a good manor.

You never show it to me, certainly.

You mean to tell me at this later, you haven't got one?

To people who are particularly dissive up to me.

Yes.

But in you may not think I have a good manor.

Well, don't look at him like a sick turkey and he'll be sure to think right.

What I don't understand is why he wants him at all.

It's all I've heard you say about his socialism.

His radical programme.

Social revolution.

The planned plundering of everyone. The destruction of everything.

He will renounce his low opinions for you.

He won't to now, Sim. And that will be that.

Oh, you mean you are of the same political persuasion and therefore will take him as he is?

I won't take him at all.

Well, that must be.

I'm sure you don't want me to dance on him like this.

Are you telling me after what it cost me with your froth won't do?

It's not my froth.

This is thinking I'm here to be looked over.

He doesn't think you may sharpen, no matter.

He knows you want me to hook him.

Your way to hook him is not to be hopelessly vulgar.

He doesn't know that you know anything.

Await us in the morning, you'll, and mind you, to the line.

Don't kill me, father.

Give me time.

Captain, the odd-robot, Clement Eulze.

Delighted to see you here at last, sir.

If I'm not come here before Mr. Proudmoore, it was very frankly from the dread of seeing you.

Well, I hope you'll feel differently before long.

Certainly I have no illusions about the basis of our meeting.

You're a remarkable financial acumen, this place to me at your mercy.

You hold me in the hollow of your hand.

Well, I won't deny when I go in deep.

I don't go in for nothing. I make it pay double.

Double hardly does you justice.

Well, you know you could always clear the property.

Pay off the mortgages.

Pay off with what?

You'd always raise money?

Arm what?

Your great political future.

I haven't taken the lucrative line politically. I think you know that.

I hold that politically. You keep very dangerous company.

I also hold that you're reckless because you've got nothing at stake.

A man has the right opinions, the minute he has something to lose by having the wrong.

You brim over with worldly wisdom, Mr. Proudmoore.

You're only a firebrand because you're an impocunious bachelor.

Haven't I already hinted what your call should be?

Mary Captain.

Mary Money.

Well, of course I could do that in a moment.

I know any woman would jump at you.

I don't like jumping women.

More to the point I get to see the woman at whom I would jump.

Well, now I haven't asked you to jump at anyone.

All I suggested a month ago was that you should think about things.

As I have thought about it, it seems to me if the worst came to the worst, I can always let it go.

Throw up the property.

Isn't it the property that's throwing me up?

I thought now that I live in it, nor to pay it off.

Surely the simplest thing is to say, take it, dear sir, and be hanged to you.

You wouldn't be so shockingly rude.

Why not, if I'm a firebrand?

Sacrifice for sacrifice? That might well be the least.

Oh, come.

Now that you stretch yourself for the first time in the ancient cradle of your line,

will you seriously entertain the idea of parting with it?

The cradle of my line veres to me, Mr. Proudmo.

A remarkable resemblance to its tomb.

Musty, mangy, mouldy. Is this its character throughout?

Well, it does look a bit rundown.

I'll tell you what I'll do. I'll do it up for you.

I'll throw that in.

Will you put in a electric light?

Well, you meet me halfway.

We're dealing with uniqueness here, you know.

Don't you feel a kind of shiver down your spine as you take it all in?

The one I do feel is distinct to have a depression, age, mess-siliceness.

The human lives, this place has eaten up.

Well, look around a bit more. Make yourself at home.

I'm sure you'll change your mind.

Well, it's very kind of. Do you mind if I'd like to see it?

Your own house captain?

That's just the point. It seems so much less my own now than before I saw it.

So, as I understand you, you lump your two conditions together.

Either I accept both or neither.

You will accept both.

In so doing, you'll clear the property at a stroke.

The way I see it is this.

You resign your present seat and stand for gossage as a conservative.

You stand for gossage, you'll get returned for gossage.

And if I'm returned for gossage, I marry your daughter.

And if I marry your daughter...

I make a bonfire before your eyes of every mortgage on the property.

There won't be a penny to pay.

You can settle down here in comfort and honour.

There's very little honour in turning one's political coat.

We will only be turning it back to the way it was always worn by your family.

Gossage will receive you with open arms and press you to a heaving Tory bosom.

That bosom has never heaved, but to sound conservative principles.

The constituency of gossage has been the political property of your family for generations.

You stand in the old interests and you stand like a lion.

If you're so hot for gossage, why don't you stand for it yourself?

Because I'm not a handsome young man with a grand old home and the right old name.

It is precisely because I do not have these advantages that I intend to see that my daughter has.

You've prepared to pay a very high price.

You come high, but you're the real thing.

I intend, Captain, that you shall be the true comfort of my life.

I ask if Miss Prudmore's ideas have comforted as well-defined as her father's.

Does she part into this ingenious arrangement?

Miss Prudmore, Captain Nuho, may best be described as a large, smooth sheet of blank, low-gilt edge paper.

For your signature to appear on it, she has only to set eyes on you.

Like the prince and the fairytale.

Remember what you said when I first in London laid this matter before you?

Is it struck with that I should first look at the house, but it started all the fuss?

I'm willing to go even further. I'm ready to hear you say you should also first take a look at the young lady.

That is something in that.

I think you'll find this everything. Which will you take first?

Do you mean your daughter's here?

In the morning room.

Waiting for me.

For as long as you like.

Or longer than this, please.

Do you mean she knows?

That she's here on view?

She knows nothing, whatever.

She is as unconscious as a rose on its stem.

Please let her remain so.

I'll first take the house.

I'll go with you.

No. On my own.

Please, make your pardon, Captain. You serve her to this tea on.

I'll join my daughter then.

A rose on its stem.

I say I...

A chivers, sir.

Ah, well then, Jim, has everybody chance to take a notice of the young lady in the morning room?

I have, Mark.

Yes.

But you happen to notice if she's pretty?

Well, say, isn't it the same time so largely like a matter of taste?

Preeminently. That is why I appeal with such confidence to yours.

Well, sir, I've always felt she'd something more merry like me, sir.

Oh, and she's not a very like promise problem.

But if you come to that now, then am I.

What about you, Jimmers? Are you a merry like?

I won't try not quite that now. Well, here whatever has the mean to make me, sir.

To whom do you belong?

If you could only just tell me, sir. I seem quite a waste away for someone to take an order off who pays her wages.

Yes, no one at all, sir.

Well, then, here's the sovereign. And I haven't many.

Oh, in that case, sir, it shouldn't be to stay with family.

I believe it does, chivers.

I have served you a her, sir, all my life.

Then I shan't give you up.

I hope you won't give anything up, sir.

Is that the gun?

It was. No, don't come.

I want to think.

Housekeeper. Butler. Our family's so run.

There you are.

Oh, those. I forgot to tell you what about you.

Dear delightful man, why didn't you tell me to tell you why?

That you're so perfectly perfect. You're everything in the world. You ought to be in the shade of a shade of anything you want.

The name of?

Yes. You too, you positive old picture. The house is a vision of beauty and you're simply worthy of it. I can't say more for you.

Tell the truth. I find a bit of a job to drop what you do, sir, ma'am.

That's what everybody says. You are so fairly right and so deadly, complete, all the same that I can skip, sleep, err, with every fascinating feature that I've already heard of and was prepared for, and ever so many others that I hadn't and wasn't, and that you just spring at me like a series of guns going off, like some sort of royal suit.

I knew as soon as you were right, you more than I'd ever heard of.

Oh, I had got you by heart from books and drawings and photos. It's all here, every inch of it. And now, at last, I can do what I want.

That train I want, I let you. Why, I take you right back with me to Missouri, top.

Do I understand, ma'am, you're required to take me?

You mean to say you'd come? Then do you, mama's real thing. It's just what I'm dying for. An old family servant who has a new pact put up in paper and brand as I shall have my porcelain here.

So, would you just love old crockery? This is the sweetest old chills.

I've not seen this very bit somewhere. I know the Pjorkner's house. Best bedroom on the chest of drawers.

I got the chest of drawers, too, and the brass fender and the fire irons, and the chair. A grandmother died in.

I've had hold of this a thousand times. Now, as yours, I'm suddenly nervous. You wouldn't do that.

Oh! Mercy on the spell walk, and I say, I brought shame to my old grey hairs. I'd still drop broken a leg.

Oh, that's the way you take it. You're too quaint to live.

You're part of a mum. The way you said that just now is just a very tough type. It's like everything over here is just natural to you. You can't help your own perfection.

Oh, nothing perfect to be in touch, you bum. That's what comes making you bum my station. By the garden, really.

Got promoted for the one to competition, you might say.

There was a tight in the train with me, an awfully nice girl of all English novels. She couldn't help it either. She was coming here, by the way, she can't.

Miss Proudmoore is here, Miss. She's having a tea.

Oh, that's exactly it. They're always having their tea.

Wait, Mr. Proudmoore, in the morning room, a Captain Ewell is in the garden. I'm afraid none of them don't get you here, mum.

Who's Captain Ewell?

Captain Dehonably, he's the new master. He's just arrived.

Oh, she didn't know about him.

Well, my Mr. Strange thing to tell, he never likes him. I just see him in the place.

His own house? Well, I hope he likes him.

Haven't seen many as likely as much as you, mum. I should like it still better if it were my very own.

Well, mum, if it wasn't against my duty, I could wish indeed it were. But the Captain is the lawful heir.

That's another of your lovely old things. I adore your lawful heir. He's come to take possession.

He's taking you now. What does he do and how does he do it? Can I see? Is there a grand fuss?

I scarce think him the gentleman to make any fuss about anything.

Well, perhaps I like them better when they don't. I also have taken possession in my way.

You took it first, mum. Ah, but for poor little hour. He's for life.

For mine, mum, I at least hope. I shall think of you, you know. Here, together. Will he be kind to you?

He already has me, mum. Then be sure to be so to him.

That's Mr. Proudmoore. He wants some more hot water.

Oh.

Captain Ewell? I'm Mrs. Grace D'You. Mrs. Grace. I'm delighted to meet you.

It's such a comfort to ask if I actually may.

May, mum. Don't tell me that I can't because I really have. I've been upstairs and downstairs and in my lady's chamber.

I got round your old servant. If you don't look out, I'll grab him. If you don't look out, I'll grab everything.

That's what I came over for, just to lay your country waste.

Your house is a wild old dream. And besides, you've got some quite good things here. Don't you know you have?

Wait, just look at this. It's limo. Oosh. Don't you know anything?

Well, it seems absurd, but I'm not in the least acquainted with this house. In fact, I know. In actual fact, I've seen it.

And do let me show it to you.

I should be delighted.

Begging your pardon, Captain Sir. Mr. Proudmoore would like to know if you're kindly ready to look over there.

I'm kindly ready to look over the house and...

Will you tell Mr. Proudmoore that I'm just about to be shown the house to this?

I promise to show Mrs. Proudmoore round, too. Is she there, Chivers?

Yes, mum, but...

Would you call her?

I don't even know her.

Well, Chivers.

There she is. See, she's charming.

Mrs. Proudmoore, my dear.

That you introduce Captain Yu. Captain Yu.

Mrs. Proudmoore, Mrs. Proudmoore, Captain Yu.

Now I present you to Mrs. Grace, too. Mrs. Grace, too?

Mr. Proudmoore. Mr. Proudmoore, Mrs. Grace, too.

It's just the American days.

Delighted to meet the father of so perfect displacement.

So perfect displacement, yes.

I was just about to show Captain Yu. Well, you know.

And poor, I promised her.

Begging your pardon, Mum, but that's usually my job. I do it for all the parties, like...

Do we get parties, Chivers?

Oh, yes, Rove, and Gossie's little father are feal all the time.

Is there any money in it?

They sometimes, you know, the appreciation of the guide, sir.

Then I vote that the magnificent Chivers does the honors.

Agreed, Captain Yu.

Agreed. Thank you, sir.

Right, sir.

This ladies and gentlemen is perhaps the most important feature,

the grand old funeral at Barodian Hall.

Being from all accounts the most ancient portion of the edifice,

it was erected in the very earliest ages.

Some do say in the course of the 16th century.

Oh, I say in the 15th, mind you, you're robbing us of a hundred years.

I do see them in dark old centuries into a triple little.

The Gothic roof is much admired, but the West Gallery is about an edition.

Well, I'm in the name of Mazzou's lady, Cornwall.

He was here at the visit of James I in 1611, and is supposed to have served in the charming detail of its ornament,

as a model for several that were constructed in his reign.

The great fireplace is Jacobian, observed in the set of compartments the family arms,

and observed the family legs.

The third earl, that of a rage he fell into, when Henry VIII won his favorite handball from a tennis.

Observe the suit of armor worn at Shakespeare,

observe the tattered colors carried at the...

At Blenheim.

At Blenheim, observed the hole here in the paneling, where a jealous neighbor discharged a pistol,

the sixth earl after losing it again with cards.

Observe, above all, that you're in one of the most interesting old houses of its type in England,

for which the ages of Nintendo and the generations wise,

letting it change so slowly that it's always more left than taken,

living their lives in it, but letting it shape their lives.

You do, madam, bring the whole thing out. Doesn't he indeed, Cora?

But who in the world wants to keep it in? Just look at those lovely lines,

look at the tone of that glass and the carving of that chair,

and a cutting of that oak and the deer all flags of the very floor.

To look in this place is to love.

You hear that, Captain?

I don't think Captain Euchair's. He doesn't do justice to...

To what, madam?

To the value of your house.

I'd like to hear you express it.

I can't express it. It's inexpressible.

Try, madam. Try a little assessment.

Well, the values of fancy values.

Exactly.

When a thing's unique, it's unique. It's where anything you like.

Twenty thousand?

I wouldn't look at twenty thousand.

She wouldn't look at twenty thousand, thirty as it stands.

It would be giving it away.

You hear that, Captain? You'd hold out for forty.

Fifty is, I think, what I should propose, if I was selling the house, and not a penny, that's...

Fifty thousand?

Ah, but he wouldn't part with it. Not the ancestral home.

Mrs. Grace, do you know how he speaks you alone?

Mrs. Grace, do you know how he speaks you alone?

After the Captain, child.

Meanwhile, she was going to show you the rest of the house.

She was on with the tour.

Yes, sir.

I should be in the morning room.

High it on. High it on.

How do you come with it so much about my house?

How do you come to know so little?

Well, a combination of misfortunes has abit me until they start to come within a mile of it.

Why, you poor thing. Now, alas, you've got here, I hope at least you stay.

Do make yourself comfortable, don't mind me.

That's just what I wanted to say to you.

I already have made myself comfortable, wouldn't you say?

Oh, sir, they have the art of mistress of the house.

Then you must let me put you up.

Up to what?

Up to everything. You were smoking as you came in. Where did you say good?

I thought perhaps it wasn't permitted in here.

It's permitted everywhere.

Everywhere? It's a rule of the house.

Not delightful rules.

How could such a house have any others?

I made you up just once more to the long gallery, may I?

The long one?

Oh, I forgot. You've never even seen it.

It's what I mainly came over for. Come right after me.

Where in heaven's name did you come over from?

From Missouri top, where I'm building just in this time.

I came over for ideas. I thought I must look right at you.

What did you know about us?

Everything.

At Missouri top.

It's a growing place, 40,000 at the last census.

My husband left it to me.

You're a widow.

A very lone woman.

You see, I had a drawing.

Watercolors were your divine south front that I found in Boston.

In Boston?

The drawing so struck me that I got you off in the books.

Are we in the books?

I knew where in heaven's name would you come over from.

The Eastern of London.

What were you doing there?

Working.

You see, when I left the army, life was too slow for me.

And then I realized that for a fighting man, it was terribly important.

There was always someone to do battle with.

Yes, the enemy.

The enemy.

Misery, ignorance and justice.

Privilege.

As an MP, my place has been with my constituents.

This is why you haven't been able to get down here.

If that hadn't a family feud.

A family feud, or whole.

That just rounds it off.

And completes the heartbreak with which I shall leave this place.

I may go up just once before for a last look.

If only if you tell me this.

If you absolutely meant what you said a while back about this old thing being so precious.

Can you stand here and not feel it?

It's a place to love us.

As what?

As your lover, person.

Goodbye.

The great of the pity then that I shall have to give it up.

Why on earth?

It's mortgaged up to the hilt.

And I haven't even the money to pay off the interest.

So I see it at last only to lose it.

I never heard of anything so dreadful.

Surely there's a way of, uh, awaiting the change?

Rana's already been proposed.

Ever having sake, accept it.

I've decided that I can't.

Why not?

The devining wolf who has gathered all the mortgages requires me to do something.

Something wrong?

Infinitely.

Something immoral?

Literally.

Is it too bad to tell?

He requires me to change my politics.

Oh.

Is that all?

I changed mine for that set of firearms.

What?

They're 300 years old.

How old are you?

You're rich in political opinions.

Now Madam, you are speaking to a committed radical.

It's my entire political history that we're talking about.

Everything I've said and done.

He wants me to turn back to front and stand for Gossage as the highest of Tories.

Why doesn't Mr. Broadmoor stand himself?

I'm the bearer of my name, the representative of my family.

Of course you're endured by the countryside.

Only as a genuine yule.

A genuine yule is a Tory of Tories.

Why does Mr. Broadmoor want a conservative ad-gossage?

It's born of his fear, his terror, on behalf of property, of which he owns a great deal.

He thinks things have gone too far, getting out of hand.

Well, so they are.

Aren't you then a lover of justice?

Fashionately.

Where's the judge?

You're losing this house.

To keep it, you must stand for Gossage.

As a turncoat.

As a yule.

What right have you to be anything else?

If you do, I will conduct your campaign.

That was the temptation I...

Look at me as if I were the temptation.

Look at this old human home, and feel all its gathered memories.

Do you know what they say to you?

They say, you must do.

For their sake.

What Mr. Broadmoor wants?

Gather memories of all very well, which is the ideal with real human beings.

And my ancestral memories aren't going to do anything to improve the rich-ittness of their lives.

We share the fate of poor humanity, whatever we do.

And we do something to console when we have something precious to show.

What on earth is more precious than what the ages of slowly want?

It's such a virtue in anything to have lasted.

What a plea for looking backward.

My dear ladies, I come from Missouri, top.

We're making a past of Missouri, top as fast as ever we can.

You've no idea how lucky you are over here.

You've been born into one.

It's delicious.

It's like hearing you to fend your military guard.

I suddenly realized why I'm here.

I'm here, an act of salvation, to avert a sacrifice.

You're here, dear Madden.

I think to be a memory for all of my future.

If I can retain you, standing by that hearth, you'll be one for mine.

Why do you make such a fuss about changing your politics?

Parties and programs come and go, but a duty like this abides.

This is a temple. Don't profane it.

Keep up the old altar kindly.

You can't sit up, a new one is good.

You must have beauty in your life, don't you see?

That's the only sure way of keeping it in the lives of others.

Keep leaving it to the others, to all the poor.

Others have an only nose what would become of it.

Does it take an American to make you see that?

Then it's a good job we came over to see what you're up to.

You know, you have a style which the Commons hasn't fitted me to deal with.

When you talk of this house, it's as though your voice comes to me as a matter of time.

I hope you don't mean I roar.

The wind doesn't roar here. It whispers its size.

I hope it sometimes laughs.

Whatever it does, it's all right.

Oh, then you promise.

To meet Mr. Proctor.

Not yet, I must think.

When have you to answer him?

Oh, he gives me time.

I wouldn't give you time. I'll give you a shaking.

For God's sake, at least go and see.

Do you mean literally seek the dreadful man out?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

You can literally seek the dreadful man out.

May I confide in you?

You too?

It is a good job we came over.

It is indeed.

What I want to tell you is that when I finally got here from the station,

I was met with the most tremendous news.

He wants me to marry him.

Oh, that's good.

Who?

The power settled it.

It settled what?

The whole question that I'm mistaken.

My dear, take whom?

I'm Captain Yule, of course.

Oh.

Oh.

I thought you would know.

No.

No, I didn't know.

Has Captain Yule asked you?

Nobody will to keep the house.

That's Papa's price.

To marry me and change his politics.

But of course it'll only happen if he loves the house enough.

And if he's willing to change.

Does he?

Will he?

Yes.

I think he does.

Yes.

I believe he will.

Now.

Oh.

I...

I...

Have you seen Mrs. Grace do you about it all?

She went out into the garden.

She said she wanted to think.

I wanted to talk to her some more, but when I went out there,

she wasn't there.

I didn't know.

I didn't know.

I didn't know.

I didn't know.

I didn't know.

But when I went out there, she wasn't there.

There you are.

How did you arrive there?

There, more way isn't in this house, I believe,

than even Diro Chivers knows about.

I don't know.

I waited a little early.

I've closed with this to problem.

I thought he gave you time.

Yes.

But you produced just as a deeper effect on me.

I thought it best not to take any.

Oh.

I felt the tremendous effect of all that you said to me.

You're perhaps.

Not aware that you wield an influence that is practically irresistible.

I have rarely been exposed to such a fire.

When I burn, well, I do it as Chicago does, down to the ground.

I suppose you still the formalities to go through?

None.

You've concluded totally then.

I've turned him down.

What?

I did not reflect further.

Your magnetism is frightening.

I had to follow my conscience instantly if I was not to surrender.

To your silent song.

He would just give me the most flattering proof of my persuasive powers.

I've ever had my thoughts.

I've never had a doctor that you're disgusted with me, and I am sorry,

but you see, I see something else in the world other than the beauty of old show houses

and the glory of old show families.

There are thousands of people in England who can show no houses at all,

and I'm more concerned with them, where I turn my coat and abandon them.

I could live in the greatest palace in the world and still hate myself.

No.

I listen to no more of your enchantments.

Things done.

I stand by it.

What was he telling you?

Has he concluded with my father?

Not exactly.

He wants to look me over more thoroughly, perhaps.

Because he did the house.

I think not.

Coromide, would you mind very much if he turned your father down?

Mind.

He'd make me the happiest girl alive.

What, but I thought you'd say?

I said I'd be ordered him.

Like a dose of mitzvah.

Oh.

Excuse me.

I misunderstood.

I somehow took it for granted with you.

You took it for granted that I'd jump at him.

Well, I don't.

And I shot.

I don't care what father says.

No, dear.

You won't have to.

He's turned your father down.

You mean I won't have to marry him?

I must say I would not have thought Captain Ewell was such a terrible fate for girls.

I agree with you.

He seems as gentleman, full of graces.

It's just that there's...

There's someone else.

I've been trying this.

Ah, am I terrible need of advice to tell you about him?

After we parted, you and I at the station.

He suddenly turned up there.

This someone else.

And I took a quiet little walk with him, which is why you got here before me.

And of which my father is in a state of ignorance.

But I don't know whether to regard as desirable or dreadful.

You want me then to inform you, father?

I really don't know what I want.

I think I just want kindness and help you see I love him.

And he loves you.

Oh, yes, he's waiting for me now in that funny old grotto in the park.

It is you father know about him.

My father has met him, yes.

But we've been so sure that papa would hate any liaison between us

that we've had to be so awfully careful.

Why?

What's wrong with him?

There's nothing wrong with him.

So son of the richest man in Melbourne, he'll inherit his father's business just simply amends.

And from the point of view of things he's seen as quite as good as papa himself.

Well then why would your father object?

His name and his politics.

What's his name?

It's hyphenated.

First part is hat with the double T.

Well.

Second part is peg with the double G.

Mrs. Hatpegg.

Yes.

And his politics?

Radical.

Oh, dear.

He's the whole of England turning Anna kiss to a what?

I will help you.

Oh, you haven't lived in London.

Mr. Hatpegg.

Look, if all those well we shall meet at the station go.

Where's my daughter?

I thought I heard her.

Your daughter is not here, but it is a convenience to me Mr. Proudmo that you are.

I have something very particular to ask you.

I'll be happy to answer your question, but I must first put my hand on Miss Proudmo.

Unless she's occupied out there with Captain Yule, she may be brighter than I think.

There's more than one way to skin a cat.

I don't think she's occupied with cats or all Captain Yule anywhere.

Well, where do you see she?

I wish to instruct her.

If she is not open to instruction.

At this moment her mind is too preoccupied with young Mr. Pegg.

With whom?

I mean young Mr. Pegg.

A velverer.

Mr. Hatpegg.

The associate of his father in their flourishing relationship.

The associate of his father in their flourishing firm to whom Miss Proudmo is devotedly attached.

Hatpegg.

Attached to Hatpegg.

It's gone as far as that.

It has gone so far you might as well let go the rest of the way.

Her monstrous to have plotted to keep me in the dark.

It's your fault for making your daughter afraid of you.

She's an honest girl and she's not a baby.

She's a perfect writer of preference.

Have I no right to mine?

Not at her expense.

I see your hand in this.

You turned Yule against me and now my daughter.

On the contrary I threw everything into the battle on your side.

I'm so glad we lost.

We?

I'm the only one who's lost.

I've lost Captain Yule.

I've lost Gossage.

I'm threatened with a radical for a son-in-law and I'm landed with this...

Mosaliam.

I thought you were a doordian.

Adored it.

I...

Madam, I live in a modern house.

Built this five years to my own specification.

I wouldn't be paid to live in one of these old rat traps.

Then you'd be quite relieved to have it taken off your hands.

Oh, well, now that would depend.

In what way would you mean, dear lady?

I know, sir, if only one way.

If you will name your figure, I will buy you out.

Oh, but I'm not sure that I wish to sell.

Why, you just said...

I said I wouldn't live in it.

That's not the same as saying I don't know its value.

I know a lot of people who would live in it and pay through the nose to do so.

That is in substantial conjecture.

I am here as flesh and blood to make you an offer.

I will refund you whatever you are in for it in return for your interest in the house.

The value of the house is far greater than that.

But surely the value of the house is what you pay for?

On the contrary, dear lady, it is what you are willing to pay for it.

I will pay what you paid plus a small profit for you.

Yeah, I'm afraid not.

You see, you put your own excellent valuation on this house, not a great deal of time ago.

You were very eloquent, I recall.

I was play-acting pretending to be a guy.

You were more like an auctioneer, taking bids.

Oh, you ran it up high.

I said it was charming, certainly.

Charving? You said it was magnificent.

You said it was unique.

You talked to fancy values.

The perfect specimen, it's class in England, you call it.

Oh, you got in deep.

Possibly.

But taunting me with my absurd high spirits doesn't in the least tell me how deep you are in.

For you, Mrs. Grace Jew, I am in to the tune of 50,000.

That is a great deal of money.

Yes, isn't it?

If it's a larger one for you, it's even larger one for me.

We women have more modest ideas.

Modest? Is that what you call your intrusion into my affairs?

I mean, we measure things off and more exactly.

You measure this thing exactly about half an hour ago.

We said you'd offer 50.

I was trying to please you.

Have you seen Miss Prod-Marr? If you haven't, find her.

You won't find her, Chivers. She's gone for a walk.

A loan? No. With that, Mr. Pegg.

Pegg has been here.

He walked her from the station.

So that's why she was late. Which direction did they take?

I think I must let you find that out for yourself.

Get my carriage. I was right.

You aided and abetted this wicked, low intrigue.

Believe me, I did not. But I did promise Korra I'd speak up for her.

I can't see her made miserable by losing the chance of her life.

You can't see her.

Do drive after them if you must. But do so only to forgive them.

If you do that, I'll pay your price.

What is your idea of my price?

Why does some you just mentioned? 50,000?

That's not my price. It never for one moment was.

Besides, my price is up.

Up? 70,000.

Oh, dear me.

Take it or leave it?

70,000 then.

Done.

I've been waiting for it to go. I wanted to apologize.

I must have seen many ambitious just now, but I knew you're right about the house and my duties to it.

And I do care about it, really. It's just that for me, the conditions laid down would impossible.

The conditions no longer exist.

You mean problem or a lens? He'll deal with me like a decent human being.

You do not deal with Mr. Pardonmore.

I've taken it over.

You?

You've taken it over the house.

Yes.

I do know that you love it, sir.

Yes.

Well, I don't mind losing it to you.

But you don't lose it.

You arrange with me to keep it.

How do I do that?

We must wait.

We must think.

We must find a way.

We have ways to define it.

With Pardonmore, it was simple. All I had to do was to sell my soul as it were.

I should require no spiritual sacrifice.

All I want you to do is to live in the house as you were meant to.

How can I now that it's yours?

I move over for you.

You surrender your rights?

When you ready to surrender yours?

I hadn't paid for.

Your ancestors had is the same thing.

You'll be in a manner, my tenant.

On what terms?

On any terms, the easiest.

You can write to me about them to Missouri top and I really must go if I need to catch my train.

But how did you do that?

How did you manage Pardonmore?

Never you might.

Anyway, he would consider this again.

It would be if you bought him out. That's what you did. You bought much.

No idea.

How much? I must know.

You shall never know.

I get it from him then.

I think not.

You mean he won't tell me because he did you.

The scandal.

The important thing is that now you can get on with your life's work.

Your precious social revolution without having to give up your home to do it.

Can I? I'm not so sure.

What do you mean?

What do you mean?

I mean to say, how can I lead a socialist revolution from a country seat like this?

rubbish.

I never knew a prominent socialist yet who couldn't find the money for a country cottage and they

get very large those country cardages.

They like to associate themselves in the public's mind with England's traditions and England's country side.

The two things oddly they're usually most active in trying to destroy.

You are the most dreadful Tory, the most beautiful mind you that I've ever seen.

I know a great deal more about the common touch than you ever will.

Indeed.

If you're really serious about leading the have-nots, first of all, get rid of that honorable.

I see. And what about the title that I'll be coming into a new course? What do I do about that?

You renounce it.

There's no machinery for that.

Your legislature make the machinery.

What about my name? Clement? Marmaduke?

Clarence? Fitzroy? Darblay? You?

You shorten the whole thing to claim you and you drop the captain also.

You hold house parties here where you invite the snobs of the radical movement.

And don't tell me they aren't in me for policy making seminars.

You all rough it here together in the name of the revolution.

You're also the most dreadful political cynic that I've ever encountered.

And you are the most delightful dance.

We all see things as they are. They'll sacrifice any number of policies, yes, and politicians in the name of human comfort and happiness.

That is just one thing.

Oh, not another objection. I must catch my train.

It is really rather important.

Shall you like being called Mrs. Clem Mule?

Shall I what?

Shall I like?

Well, you really can't come here. Move mountains.

Clear my way, turn my head, and then expect to be let go.

But I...

Excuse me, Captain, sir.

Yes, what is it, children?

Oh, and say it's not a privilege.

There's an excellent cook in the village, madam. She's bound to be snapped up if you know getting first.

Shall I tell her she'd be needed like?

Yes, Cheers. Do that.

Darling, Grace.

Dearest Clem.

We're putting the electric light and the telephone.

And there's a wireless...

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