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Heat.

Heat.

How is it that sometimes when I sit here

work work working by myself, I seem to

smell flowers?

I smell miles and miles of flowers. I I

smell roses till I think I see the

petals in bushels on the floor.

I I smell all kinds of flowers, but I

was never among.

>> Pleasant fancies you have, Jenny.

>> And the birds. How they sing my birds.

My birds sing better than other birds.

And my flowers smell better than other

flowers.

And the children not chilled, ragged,

anxious, and never in pain.

They come in white dresses.

They come in slanting robes.

They say allto together.

Who is in pain?

Who is in pain?

You. You. I know. I know you. Your

manners and your tricks secretly

watching us.

>> Forgive me disturbing you.

Have you considered my suggestion, Izzy?

Have you considered whether you'll

accept my offer of some kind of an

education?

>> I've thought about it, Mr. Rayburn.

>> Good.

>> But I've not been able to make up my

mind to accept it.

>> False pride.

>> No, I think not.

>> What else is it? The thing is worth

nothing in itself. The thing is worth

nothing to me. What can it be worth to

me? And you know the most I make of it.

I propose to be of use to someone never

was in this life. Never shall be on any

other occasion by paying some qualified

person of your own sex and age so many

or rather so few contemptable shillings

to come here certain nights of the week

and give you certain instructions which

you wouldn't want if you hadn't been a

self-denying daughter and sister.

You know that it's good to have it or

you'd never have devoted yourself to

your brother having it.

Then why not have it?

Especially when our friend Miss Jenny

here would profit bite too.

False pride, Lizzy. Because true pride

wouldn't shame or be ashamed by your

thankless brother. True pride would do

it tomorrow if you had the ways and

means which your false pride won't let

me supply.

I shall never be here.

I told you I do not mean to attend the

lessons. I do it out of some

extraordinary altruistic notion that has

suddenly come over me.

I thought

forgive me.

>> Don't be distressed. I hope it is not I

who have distressed you. I meant no more

than to put the matter in its true light

before you.

>> It won't break my heart. It won't stay

by me. 48 hours.

But I am genuinely disappointed.

I'd set my fancy on doing this little

thing for you and our friend, Miss

Jenny.

The novelty of my doing anything in the

least useful has its charms.

I see now I might have managed the whole

thing better. I might have pretended to

do it who holy for our Miss Jay,

but upon myself I cannot make

flourishes.

I'd rather be disappointed and try.

>> Oh, I'll not hesitate any longer, Mr.

Rayburn. I hope you'll not think the

worst of me for having hesitated at all.

So, for myself and for Jenny, you will

let me answer for you, won't you, Jenny?

For myself and for Jenny, I thankfully

accept your kind of work.

>> Agreed. Dismissed. I hope it may not be

often that so much is made of so little.

Oh, you must go now, Mr. Rayburn.

>> I've only just come.

>> Oh, it is Saturday night and my my child

will be returning home. My my child is a

bad child and causes me a world of

scolding. I'd rather you didn't see my

>> child.

Don't go away.

Don't fly from unfortunate man in

shattered table.

Give poor invalid the hon of your

company.

He ain't catch him.

>> I've work to do upstairs.

That's not

That's not genuine. Best

object to dearest defection and broken

arm.

>> Come along with you. Go into your

corner. Go directly into your corner.

You You bad old boy. You wicked

creature. WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY IT? You

disgraceful old man. What do you mean by

it? SLAVE. SLAVE. SLAVE.

FROM MORNING TILL NIGHT. ALL FOR THIS.

WHAT DO YOU MEAN BY IT?

>> What do you mean by it?

>> Circumstances over which

>> circumstance go control you if you talk

like that. Now you you YOU YOU PUT YOUR

MONEY DOWN on this table. Well, all

you've left rebarding

another puppy. So,

>> is is this all

>> no more?

>> You You turn your pockets inside out and

leave them. So,

there's there's buds seven and eight

hate me here. You You prodigal men, you

know you shall starve.

>> Tell me.

>> Don't tell themselves.

>> Don't speak to me. DON'T DON'T SPEAK TO

ME. I SHALL FORGIVE YOU. GO TO BED. GO.

GO DIRECTLY TO ME. LET GO. GO TO BED.

YOU BATTLE BY YOU.

And having lost our dear little John

Harman Bella, Mr. Buffin and me feel

that we'd like to find some orphan

child, take him and adopt him and

provide for him. It would make us easier

in our minds about having all this money

off old Mr. Harmon. It don't seem right

to Mr. Buffin and me. Maybe it's only a

win.

>> Oh, no, it's not. Well, anyway, that's

where we're off to today, Bellatia, to

see a little child who may be suitable.

Oh, and isn't it pleasant to think that

good will be done with our poor sad

boy's own money?

>> Yes, and isn't it pleasant to know that

you're Mrs. Poppin?

>> And it's been a pleasant thing to know

this many and many a year.

>> You dear, sweet, unfashionable pair.

Yes, ma'am. The pastor's wife wrote to

me and I got sloppier to read it. I'm

not much of a reader of an writer

myself, though I can read the Bible and

most print and I do love a newspaper.

You might not think it, but Stop is a

beautiful reader of a newspaper.

>> He he do the police in different voices.

>> BITE A BIT. BITE a bit.

>> Is this the dear child in your lap?

>> Yes, this is Johnny.

>> Oh, his name's Johnny, too. laugh.

>> He's a pretty boy.

>> Yes, he's a pretty boy. He's a dear

darling boy. He's a child of my own last

left daughter's daughter. And she's gone

with all the rest.

>> Those are not his brother and sister.

Uh,

>> no, they're minders.

>> Minders?

>> Left to be minded, sir. I keep a mind in

school, but I can only take two on

account of the mangle. But I love

children and forcements a week is

forance

>> and master sloppy

>> love child parents never known found in

the street and brought up in the house

>> in the poor house

>> you don't like to mention it

>> mention it kill me sooner than take me

there throw this pretty child under cart

horses and a loaded wagon sooner than

take him there

do I never read in the newspapers. How

the poor people that come down to that

get driven from pillar to post, grudge

the shelter, the doctor or the bit of

bread. Do I never read that they grow so

art sick of it they give it up having

let themselves drop so low and now they

die there for want of help.

Then I say I hope I can die like another

and I'll die without that disgrace.

Johnny, my pretty. Your old granny's

nearer four score years and three score

and 10.

She never begged in all her life. She

paid when she had money to pay, and she

starved when she must.

You pray your granny may have strength

enough left at the last to get up from

her bed and run away and hide and derive

them fall into the hands of those cruel

jacks of the workhouse who weary and

worry and scorn and shame the decent

poor.

>> And Master Sloppy, does he work for you?

>> Yes, and well, too.

>> Does he live here?

>> He lives more here than anywhere.

>> Is he called by his right name?

He has no right name, sir. He took that

name through being found on a sloppy

night.

>> He seems an amiable fellow.

>> There's not a bit of him that's not

amiable. You can see just how amable he

is by running your eye along his height.

If you trust the dear child to me,

>> he shall have the best of homes, the

best of care, the best of education, and

the best of friends. Please God, I'll be

a true good mother to him.

>> I'm thankful to you, Mom. Very. I

wouldn't stand in the dear child's life

if I had all my life before me instead

of only a very little of it left. And I

hope you won't take a deal ill if I

cleave close to the child, closer than

words can tell, cuz he's the last living

thing I have left to me.

>> My dear, is it likely?

>> I've seen so many on my lap, and they've

all gone by this one.

I'm ashamed to seem so selfish.

I don't mean it.

It'll be the making of his fortune, and

he'll be a gentleman when I'm dead.

Please don't notice me.

They're

nobody needing frightened.

We are all comfortable anyway, Mrs.

There really is no hurry. You must take

your time and let me know. When you're

ready for Johnny to come to me, I send

Sloppy and Mr. Sloppy.

>> Whenever you come to my house, be sure

you never go away without having had a

good dinner of meat, beer, vegetables,

and pudding.

>> Now, what can I do for you, Betty? My

friend,

>> I want nothing for myself. I can work.

I'm strong. I can walk 20 miles if I'm

put to it.

Well, well, I only meant little things.

I wouldn't have taken the liberty.

>> If I could have kept the dear child with

me without that dread that's always upon

me of him coming to that awful fate I

spoke of, I could never have parted with

him. Not even to you. Cuz I love him. I

love my husband long dead and gone in

him. I love my children dead and gone in

him.

I love my happy childhood.

Dead and gone.

I couldn't sell that love and look you

in your bright kind face. It's a free

gift. And when my strength fails me, if

I can but go out quick and quiet, then

I'll be content.

So near in my gown is just enough money

to put me in the grave. If you'll see

that it's right spent so that I can rest

free to the last from that cruelty and

disgrace, you'll have done everything in

this present world that my art is set

upon.

Okay.

Okay.

Thank you.

Good evening.

Good evening,

Mr. Venus.

Don't you remember? Oh,

>> wig. You know,

>> of course. How'd you do? How'd you do?

>> How'd you do?

>> Yes. Yes. Yes. Hospital amputation.

>> Yes.

>> Well, sit down by the fire, Mr. Wig, and

you

warm your other one. Oh,

>> my tea is drawing and my muffins are on

the odd. Will you uh will you partake,

Mr. Wig?

>> Oh, yeah.

What's this here? A baby. An indo baby.

>> Don't upset my French gentleman, Mr. WG.

He's ordered by an artist for his

studio. Oh.

There we are. Oh,

>> Mr. W.

And where am I?

Oh, well, I will be you're in there

somewhere.

Oh,

>> quite candidly, I wish I never bought

you off the hospital porter.

>> Oh,

>> you have a terrible twist in your bone,

Mr. Wick. I can't fit you in with none

of my gentlemen. I I can't

here. Yeah. This is a This is an example

of my work.

>> These three men.

>> Yeah.

>> The French thigh.

>> Mhm.

>> An English

>> and an oriental foot. Yeah,

>> very nicely put together.

>> I could never achieve.

>> If I may vent you to say so with uh with

yours,

I'm in there. You say

>> number 18.

>> Yeah. Now, Mr. Venus, what did you bid

for me?

>> Well, he was one of the wiiest slot. I

don't know.

>> What would you take from me?

>> Oh, no. I'm not prepared to tell you at

a moment's not.

>> Oh, come on. I couldn't your own

account. My leg ain't worth much.

>> Well, not for my miscellaneous work such

as this. I grant you, Mr. W, but you

might be quite valuable yet as a

monstrosity, if you'll excuse me. Say,

well, look, look for look for yourself.

Where's number six now?

Number number 18. Would you like to

compare yourself with the others?

>> No. No, not now.

I think you know me, Mr. Venus.

I think you know I never bargain.

>> I just don't feel like committing myself

at this point, Mr. Oh well, you see I

have a prospect of getting on in life

and uh elevating myself. I have a very

good position as literary advisor to a

certain Mr. Buffing and in view of my

elevated position. Well, I shouldn't

like be what I may call

>> I'll put you back under.

>> You see a part of me here and a part of

me there, but I should wish to collect

me something like a gentile person.

>> You say you have a prospect, Mr. W. But

you haven't the wedding money. Well,

I'll tell you what I'll do with you.

I'll I'll hold you over. Now, I'm a man

of my word, Mr. W. So, there's no danger

of me disposing of you. I'll hold you

over. And that's a promise. Yeah.

>> Uh, we we read that.

>> Oh,

yeah.

Just a minute.

Here we are.

>> Mr. Penis, preserver of animals and

birds, articul

bones.

>> That's it. That's it, Mr. Wick. Hey,

>> I'm 32. I'm a bachelor

and I love her. Oh, she is worthy to be

loved by a potentate, but she she

objects to the business.

>> Oh, does she know the profit of it?

>> Oh, she knows the profits of it, but she

don't appreciate the art of it. And and

and she objects to it.

>> I sit here overnight surrounded by the

lovely twopies of my art. And what have

they done for me, Mr. Wake? Wooed me.

Mr. Wake. Wooed me.

Oh, what about your prospects then, Mr.

W?

>> Well, uh, the gentleman to whom I give

my literary services, Mr. Buffin, the

golden dust,

>> tell him, Mr. Buffin,

>> has appointed me caretaker of his old

home. And with regard to my prospect,

Mr. Venus, them dust mounds behind my

new home, as you may well know, are a

very valuable acquisition.

>> Has he given them dust mounds to you,

then V?

>> Not as you might say, but they are

there, aren't they? And you will know,

oh, Mr. Harmon was very secret about his

dust bounds.

>> I had heard he was a very inquisitive

character concerning what was found in

the dust. Yes.

>> Would you be inclined to say he hid

things in the dust as well as found

them?

>> I should say he might.

>> What do you think he might have hid?

>> Oh, that's a supposition, Mr. W.

>> But you say you're in charge of these

dust m.

>> I have access night and day.

>> Have a glass of wine water before you

take me out there.

What do you think he might have hid?

Hey,

>> valuables.

>> Oh, yeah.

>> Maybe papers.

>> Yeah.

>> Seems as though the old gentleman was

generally cutting off some near

relation, blocking out some natural

affection. He most likely made a good

many bills and goddess.

>> Twin in opinion, equally with feeling.

Up you go, Mr. Venus.

Heat. Heat.

Oh, it's you.

>> Friendly. I

>> It's a fine evening.

>> Is it?

I suppose it is now you mention it. I

have not been thinking of the evening.

>> So intent upon your book?

>> Yes.

>> Is it a love story, Miss Wolfer?

>> Do you mean me? No, I shouldn't be

reading it.

It's more about money than anything

else. And

>> does it say that money is better than

anything else?

>> I'll forget what it says.

>> You can find out for yourself if you

like. Mr. Oakmith,

>> are you going to be always here, Mr.

Oaksmith?

>> Always. Uh, no. But very much, yes.

>> Dear me,

>> but my position here as secretary is

very different from yours as guest. You

will know little or nothing about me. I

shall transact the business. You will

transact the pleasure. I shall have my

salary to earn. And you will have

nothing to do but enjoy and attract.

>> Attract? Sir, I don't understand you.

>> Excuse me. When I first saw you in your

black dress,

I couldn't account for the fact that you

were in mourning, but not the rest of

your family. I do hope it was not

impertinent to speculate in that way.

>> I hope not. I'm sure. But you ought to

know best how you speculated upon it.

>> Since I have been entrusted with Mr.

Buffin's affairs, I have come to

understand the little mystery.

I am sure that much of your loss may be

repaired. Of course, I speak only of the

wealth. The loss of a perfect stranger

whose worth or worthlessness we cannot

estimate is beside the question. But Mr.

and Mrs. Buffin are so full of

simplicity and generosity, so fond of

you and so anxious to uh, how shall I

express it, make amends for their good

fortune that you have only to respond.

As we have been brought under one roof

by an accidental combination of

circumstances, I have taken the liberty

of saying these few words. You don't

consider them intrusive, I hope.

>> Really, Mr. Rogmith, I don't know what

to consider them. They're perfectly new

to me and may be founded altogether on

your own imagination.

>> Well, you will see.

So insulent,

so trivial, so precious,

so mercenary,

so careless, so hard to turn, so hard to

touch.

And yet she's so pretty.

>> A gentleman here, Mr. Sloppy.

>> Ah, yes. Mrs. Boffin will be very well

pleased. Show him in.

>> Hello, Mr. Sloppy. I'm very glad to see

you. I've been expecting you.

>> I meant to come before, sir. But but the

orphan's been a I I have been meaning to

report him well.

>> Then he is well now.

>> No, he ain't.

>> Oh dear. Mrs. Buff will be sorry to hear

this.

>> So So Mrs. Ington says that when when

she kept it from hoping our Johnny would

work round.

>> I hope he will.

>> Oh, Mrs. Ington's days and nights have

been spent on our Johnny. He's he he's

never been out of her lap. So I've I've

had rather a tight time doing all the

all the mangling myself.

I was I was up pretty late last night

turning at the wheel and then and the

mangle seemed to go like, "Oh, Johnny's

breathing." It began beautiful and as it

went out, it shook a bit and come

unsteady. And then it took a turn to

come home and it as a rattle like

>> a bite.

>> And and so it went on and and I scarce

knew which was Mangle and which are

Johnny.

I do thank you, Mr. Rogmith.

I do thank you most kindly for your

sympathy. You love children.

>> Well, I hope everybody does.

They ought but we don't all do as we

ought do us.

>> Well, some among us supply the

shortcomings of the rest.

>> You have loved children well. Mr. Boffin

has told me.

>> You speak rather sadly, Mr. Oaksmith.

>> How do I?

>> Well, it sounds to me so. Were you one

of many children?

>> No.

>> Mother or father alive?

>> Dead.

>> And the rest of your relations? dead. If

ever I had any living, I never heard of

any.

>> Now, you mustn't mind an old lady's

talk, Mr. Rogmith, but tell me, are you

quite sure you never had a

disappointment in love?

>> I'm quite sure. Why do you ask?

>> Well, sometimes you have a kind of kept

down manner with you, which is not like

your age. I mean, you can't be 30.

>> No, I'm not yet 30.

>> Oh, Belladia, don't go. We're just

coming to some business in which you

belong. Only I want my naughty to

consult with us. Naughty dear, wake up

and come and sit by me.

>> Hey,

>> let's all be comfortable.

>> Now, you must know, Bella, dear, and Mr.

Rogmith that when I first thought of

adopting a little orphan boy in

remembrance of John Harmon, it was very

comforting to think that the boy would

benefit from John's own money.

>> But this little death has made me ask

myself the question seriously if I

wasn't too bent on pleasing myself?

>> No, no, no. Well, I've been thinking

if I take an orphan to provide for, let

it not be a pet or playmate for me, but

a creature to be held for its own sake.

>> Not pretty, then?

>> No, not prepossessing.

>> No, not necessarily. So just as it may

happen if a boy comes my way who may be

a little wanting in advantages for

getting on in life and is honest and

industrious and requires a helping hand

and deserves it. Well, let me take care

of him.

>> I'm afraid Mrs. Buff in his ear again.

That sloppy bloke. Oh,

>> ask him to come in here.

Well,

>> OH, I SEE YOU GOT YOUR NEW SUIT ON,

FLUFFY.

>> I'M VERY splendid looks, too. And how is

Mrs. Hickton, my good fellow?

>> Oh, she do pretty nicely. Thank you,

Mom. And uh sending her duty and many

thanks for the tea and all the favors

and wishing to know the family's elves.

>> Have you had your dinner yet? No, but I

mean to cuz I have forgotten you said I

wasn't to go away without having had a

good enough of um meat and and beer and

pudding.

Oh no, no, there were four cuz I reckon

them up. Uh meat one, beer two,

vegetables three. Oh, which was four? UM

A PUDDING. HE WAS FOUR.

SLOPPY. Would you like to have your

dinner here every day?

>> Oh, four of them. Mom. Poor mom.

>> And would you like to be always taken

care of here?

>> Oh, mom.

But there's Mrs. Hickden. She goes

before all.

>> It shall be seen too. If Mrs. pigged and

can be turned for. You shall come here

and be taken care of for life and help

to keep her in other ways than turning.

>> Well, as to that, I could be here in the

day and and turn in the night or um I

don't need no sleep. I don't Well, I

could if I do, I could take a wink or

two while I was turning. I've took them

while I was turning many a TIME AND

ENJOYED A WONDERFUL OH,

>> OH, beg your pardon? Thought it was

cats.

Yes,

I find it reasonably comfortable.

>> Good.

>> Time will tell on it all, of course.

Turn it down, wear it out, fade it,

dirty it, but it's tolerably

comfortable.

I feel reasonably happy about our

purchases.

>> Hope the gentleman who supplied them

feels the same. And why shouldn't he?

>> Well, to be sure, he's not in the secret

of our pecunary affairs. So perhaps he

does.

>> Well, we shall pay him.

>> Should be really

serious.

>> Oh, please. Not seriously.

>> I'd like to try and say an earnest word.

>> An earnest word?

>> Say on.

>> Well, you're not in earnest yet, but

I'll speak.

>> Eugene,

>> you're withholding something from me

for some time now. You've been

withholding something from me. You've

been constantly away. It's all very well

to say your disappearance is a a

precaution against our boring one

another, but

I begin to feel you're hiding something.

>> I give you my word of honor, Mortimer,

that I don't know.

>> Don't know? Well, you've some new

interest for sure.

>> I really can't say. I would if I could.

You must take as I am, dear Mortimer.

How can I possibly give you the answer

that I have not discovered?

>> Come, dear boy. Let us look at the moon

together. Perhaps it will enlighten me.

Well, I hope there's nothing of foot

that might be injurious to you or or to

anyone else.

>> How injurious to anyone else?

>> I don't know.

>> And to whom else?

>> I don't know.

>> Ene,

you recollect this young fellow.

>> Let me have a look at him.

>> Well, yes, I remember him. has he

something to say? Surely it must be to

you, Mortimer.

>> So I thought, but he says no. He says

it's to you.

>> And I mean to say it too, Mr. Eugene

way.

>> And who may this other person be?

>> I am Charles Hexom's friend. I am

Charles Hexom's school master.

>> My good sir, you should teach your

pupils better manners.

>> In some high respects, Mr. Eugene

Raburn, the natural feelings of my pupil

are stronger than my teaching.

>> In most respects, I dare say that

whether high or low is no importance.

You have my name most correctly. Very

much what is yours. It cannot concern

you much to know.

>> Sure, it doesn't concern me at all. I

can say school master. Most respectable

title. You were right, school master.

>> Mr. Eugene Rabburn, I want a word with

you. I've wanted it so much that we've

looked out your address in the book and

we've been to your office and we've come

from your office here.

>> You've given yourself much trouble,

school master. That may prove

remunerative.

>> And I'm glad to speak in the presence of

Mr. Lightwood because it was through Mr.

Lightwood that you saw my sister

and it was through Mr. Lightwood that

you saw again.

You were with him on the night my father

was found.

And the next day I found you with my

sister.

>> Since then you've seen my sister often.

You've seen my sister offer and offer

and I want to know why.

>> Was this worthwhile school master? So

much trouble for nothing. You should

know best. But I think not.

>> I don't know Mr. Rayburn why you address

me.

>> Don't you? Then I won't.

Mr. Bayburn, we know more than this. We

had a plan, Mr. Edstone and I, for my

sister's education, for Mr. Headstone to

advise and overlook it. He's a very

competent authority with certificates.

But what do we find?

That my sister's already being talked.

Someone pays for this. Who pays, Mr.

Lightwood? Is it your friend Eugene

Raburn here who pays?

So I ask by what right does he take such

a liberty without my consent?

I am raising myself with society by my

own exertions

and I don't want any imputation cast

upon my respectability because of my

sister.

Now I tell Mr. Raurn that I object to

his having any acquaintance at all with

my sister. It is to me that she has to

look for her prospects.

I don't choose her to be grateful to

anyone but me except Mr. Edstone.

And I tell Mr. Rabburn that if he

doesn't take heed of what I say, it'll

be worse for her.

Worse for her.

May I suggest, school master, that you

can now take your pupil away.

>> Go downstairs and leave me a moment.

Jackson,

>> you

think me of no more value than the dirt

under your feet?

>> I assure you, school master. I don't

think of you at all.

>> Mr. Raban,

at least I know very well that it would

be idle to set myself against your

insulent words or overbearing manners.

That lad who's just gone out could put

you to shame in half a dozen branches of

knowledge in half an hour. But you can

throw him aside like an inferior.

You can do as much with me. I have no

doubt.

>> Possibly.

>> But I am more than a lad and I will be

heard.

>> As a school master, you're always being

heard. That should content you.

>> But it does not content me. Do

>> you suppose that a school master is not

a man because he must repress himself

daily in order to discharge his duties?

Judging from what I see, you appear

rather too passionate for a good school

master.

>> Passionate with you, sir. I admit I am

passionate with you. I respect myself

for it. But I have not devils for my

pupils.

>> Your teachers, I should rather say.

>> Mr. Raburn, school master.

>> Sir, my name is Bradley Headstone.

>> As you rightly say, my good sir, your

name cannot concern me.

What more?

this more.

What misfortune is mine?

I cannot so control myself as to appear

a stronger creature than this.

But a man who has not felt in all his

life what I have felt in a day can so

command himself. rather an entertaining

study.

>> Mr. Rael,

I desire to say something to you on my

own part.

>> Oh, come, come, school master. Say what

you have to say. Let me remind you the

door is open. Your young friend waits

upon the stairs.

When I accompanied that youth here, sir,

I did so for the purpose of supporting

him in his disapproval of your visits to

his sister

and in what you have taken upon yourself

to do for her.

>> Are you her school master as well as her

brothers?

Or perhaps you'd like to be.

>> What do you mean by that?

>> Natural enough ambition, far be it for

me to say otherwise. The sister who is

too much upon your lips perhaps so very

different from all the low obscure

people around.

>> You throw my obscurity in my teeth, Mr.

R.

>> That can hardly be for I know nothing

concerning it. Seek to know nothing.

>> You reproach me with my origin.

You cast insinuations at my upbringing.

But I tell you, sir,

I have worked my way onward out of both

and in spite of both, and have a right

to be considered a better man than you,

sir, with better reasons for being

proud.

>> Oh, I can cast stones that were never in

my hand. Is a problem for the ingenuity

of a school master to prove.

>> Is that all?

>> No, sir. If you suppose that boy,

>> I really will be tired of waiting.

>> No, sir. If you suppose that boy to be

friendless,

you deceive yourself, Mr. Raban.

I am his friend and you shall find me

so.

>> You shall find him on the stairs.

>> You may have thought you could do what

you chose here because you had to do

with a mere boy. But I give you warning.

This mean calculation is wrong. You have

to do with me. My hand and heart are in

this cause and it open to him.

>> Quite a coincidence. The door is open.

>> You revile me.

I hold you in contempt for it.

But if you don't profit by this visit

and act accordingly,

you shall find me bitterly and earnest

against you.

>> Curious monoomaniac.

Man seems to believe everybody was

acquainted with his mother.

Oh my dear friend, I fear my unexpected

visitors have proved troublesome.

And don't mistake the matter. There's no

better girl in all this London than

Lizzie Hexom. There's no better among my

people at home. No better among your

people.

>> So

>> there you ask me again the riddle I've

given up.

>> Is it your purpose

to to capture and desert this girl?

>> My dear fellow.

>> Do you wish to marry her?

>> My dear fellow.

>> Do you design to pursue her?

>> I have no design whatever. I'm incapable

of design. If I conceived a design, I

should speedily abandon it, exhausted by

the operation.

>> These people say true. Are you Are you

in communication with them?

>> My honorable and learned friend. Yes.

>> You're ashamed. What's to become of it?

What are you doing?

Where are you going,

>> my dear Mortimer?

One would think that the school master

had left behind a catechizing infection.

I would answer all your questions

instantly

if I could.

It's

>> you again.

>> Hexom sister.

>> Not home yet.

>> I want to speak to her.

>> Do you? I hope it's mutual.

>> May I wait if you please

>> sit down?

I hope you don't imply that my visit

will be unacceptable to Hexom. Sister,

>> don't call her that. I can't bite to

hear you call her that. I don't like

Hexom.

>> Indeed.

>> Selfish. thinks only of himself, the way

of all of you.

>> Then you don't like me.

>> Well, you want

>> to see Hexom's sister?

>> On whose account?

>> Her own. To reason with her for her own

sake and for her brothers and as a

perfectly disinterested person.

>> Really?

Listen, dear.

Here is a perfectly disinterested person

come to reason with you on behalf of

yourself and your brother. I'm sure

there's no need for any third party and

anything so very kind. So, if you will

remove the third party up the stairs,

the third party will retire.

As you know, the third party hobbles off

when she's left to herself.

her back being so bad and her legs so

quick so she can't retire gracefully

unless you help polish and she can do no

better than to stay where she is

>> from Charlie sir

>> I come of my own spontaneous act the

fact is

the truth is

the fact is that Charlie having no

secrets from me has confided the whole

of this matter to me

>> what matter sir

>> well my illusion was to

this matter of your having laid aside

your brother's plans and given

preference to those of um I believe the

name is uh

Mr. Eugene Rabin.

Your brother first told me of his plans

when we were walking home together

when the impression

was fresh upon me of uh having seen his

sister.

I approved his plan for two reasons.

Because your brother ought naturally be

the originator and because I hope to

have the inexpressable pleasure in

promoting it.

Therefore, when your brother was

disappointed, I was too.

I fully acknowledge that.

I'm a man of strong feelings.

Finally,

I resolve to come here alone

and entreat you to retract the course

you have taken

and instead of confiding in an insulent

stranger

to prefer your brother and your

brother's friend.

>> Mr. Edstone,

I'm sure your visit here is well meant.

You've been so good a friend to Charlie

that I've no right to doubt it.

But I have only to say to Charlie that I

accepted the help before I knew he had

any plans for me. Mr. Rayburn offered it

considerately and delicately.

Now I have nothing more to say to

Charlie on this subject.

Perhaps you should also tell Charlie

that our teacher is very able and takes

great pains with us.

Well, I should like to say, if I may,

without offense, that

I wish I I had had the opportunity of

coming here with your brother and

devoting my poor abilities to your

service,

but I fear that my humble service would

not have found much favor with you.

There is only one thing more I had to

say,

but it is the most important.

There is a personal reason concerned in

this matter not yet explained to you. It

might

it might induce you to think

differently.

To tell you now, under the present

circumstances is out of the question.

But can we please come to an

understanding that there shall be

another interview on the subject?

>> I don't understand your meaning, Mr.

Limit my meaning for the present to the

whole case being submitted to you in

another interview.

>> What case? Mr.

>> You shall be informed in the other

interview.

I I I

leave it all incomplete.

There is a spell upon me.

Good night.

strange man.

I wish he was so strange is to be a

total stranger

to sit by the fire and have a talk.

Let's talk about about Mr. Eugene

Rainbow.

>> You think he's rich? No, not rich.

>> Poor.

>> I think so. For a gentleman.

>> He's a gentleman. No one of our sort.

>> Oh, no.

No.

>> Would you think of him if he was a lady?

>> I'm such a fancy. I a lady.

>> Pretend.

>> I can't pretend that far.

>> You look into the fire.

Make a picture.

You can see a lady there. I know.

>> Yeah. More easily than I can make one of

myself.

You found her.

Shall she be rich? She better be since

he's poor.

>> She's very rich.

So she be handsome.

>> Even you can be that, Lissy.

So she'd better be.

>> She's very handsome.

>> What' she say about him?

She's glad to be rich

so that he can have the money.

She's glad to be beautiful so that he

may be proud of her.

Oh, poor art.

Her art is given him with all its love

and truth.

She joyfully die for him.

She knows he has failings, but she

thinks these have grown from the want of

something to care for and think well of.

And she says

that lady rich and beautiful that I can

never come near

only put me in that empty place.

And I hope you may come to be much

better than you are through me.

I'm so much worse.

Hardly worth the thinking of beside you.

>> Is he?

Oh, my poor Lizzy.

Heat. Heat.

Heat.

Heat.