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You

You

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Thanks, man.

So wounded soldier, six months.

Okay.

What's the reading about the castle in West area?

Yes.

Why?

It just, it seems so wonderful and such a miserable day.

Perhaps thought why seems so wonderful.

No, no, it is so wonderful.

One more.

Yes.

But it seems so wonderful.

One, yes.

But it's not worth wasting one's time thinking about it.

No, it is.

I believe with me, but I see you every Sunday in church.

And Chapel Street, Hampstead.

But we've never actually spoken.

Oh, and Mrs. Rose-Albethron.

Oh, thank you.

I'm Lottie Wilkins.

Mrs. Lottie Wilkins.

I don't suppose that means much to you.

Sometimes it doesn't mean much to me.

I thought that I am Mrs. Wilkins.

I'm sure you are.

I've never really liked the name Wilkins very much.

It's such a small name with a mean, a little twist at the end, you know.

Kins.

Kins.

It's like a pug dog's little tail, but it is Melash's name.

Melash Wilkins is my husband, so I'm stuck with it.

Um, he's a solicitor.

He's very handsome.

There must be nice for you.

Why?

Well, um, because beauty,

that handsomeness is a gift from God, like any other, and if you use properly, it can be...

Well, why don't we...

Shh!

Don't we try and get it?

Get it?

Yes.

Not just say how wonderful it would be when we go back to handstood without doing anything about it,

as we have been doing for years and years and years.

But how do you mean get it?

Rent it, hire it, hire it, the castle, the wisteria, everything.

You and me?

Yes.

We share.

That one only goes off, and you look as though you wanted it as much as I do.

You look so beautiful and so sad.

I'm...

I'm...

...bossed.

It's my face.

I can't help it.

My husband says I have the face of a disappointed Madonna.

He has a way with the worst.

My husband never sees a blood too much or a blood too little.

Sometimes I think he keeps caucus and everything he sees.

So it's very disheartening.

If you wish for something hard enough, it happens.

Lottie, I've told you before about buying flowers.

They are extravagance of the most blatant kind.

They're always die-lottie.

And then you have to buy more.

I know, my lurch, but I like the colour.

We're not rich, Lottie.

I own no stocks and shares.

What would happen to you if tomorrow I won't be knocked down by a tram?

And you were still buying flowers?

We have to watch every penny Lottie.

I understand my lurch.

You are still recording every purchase you make in that book I bought.

Yes.

Even the flowers.

Well, no.

About the party.

We should arrive at a time.

840, I think.

Yes.

832 early.

We looked to Eager.

845, too late.

As if we're not interested.

840, it is.

Can't I stay at home, my lurch?

Always artists.

There are so many in Hampstead.

I never know what to say to them.

Oh, praise them, my dear.

Praise them when you can't go wrong.

No one will know I'm there, even if I am.

I'm sure your sister won't mind if I don't turn up.

But I would.

As a family solicitor, I have to be seen as a reliable family man.

With wife.

Excellent soul, my dear.

My lurch, I've been thinking, as you know, this terrible weather.

And I wondered if you would mind.

Apple dumplings.

Would you mind some apple dumplings?

Mine?

No, I love apple dumplings.

You're serving all my favorites, tonight.

I'm sure you're serving all my favorites.

I'm sure you're serving all my favorites.

I love apple dumplings.

You're serving all my favorites, tonight.

You haven't finished your soul?

I'm not hungry.

No, I haven't.

Temptations, friends.

The devil never sleeps when it comes to temptation.

Of course, two feet or two verse nine tells us

the Lord knows how to deliver the godly out of temptations,

but he doesn't always bother.

I see us, you and me, this April, in that castle by the sea.

I'm certain of it.

Have you ever seen things in a kind of flash before they happen?

Never.

I'm sure it must be wrong to go on being good for so long to become miserable.

I can see you've been good for years and years and you aren't happy.

And I've been doing things for other people ever since I was a little girl.

And I don't believe I'm loved any better.

No.

No.

Are you all right?

You must believe I've never spoken to anyone like this in my life.

I don't know what's come over.

It's the apparentism.

Yes.

And us being so miserable.

There's no harm in simply asking about it, is there?

Hello, my dear. You've been waded up.

I want to talk to you, Frederick.

I've made you something.

Thank you. I had enough of the reception.

Yes, I can see.

That's wrong. It works for my book.

You should have been there, my dear. I missed you.

I have wonder.

Of course I did.

I thought about us in Vienna.

Do you remember Vienna?

Or was it Prague?

Doesn't matter.

The golden rule is, if you've got yourself in a hole, stop digging.

Drink your milk, Frederick. It'll settle your stomach.

What do you think?

People seem to like it.

Frederick.

No one should ever write a book God wouldn't like to read.

That's the way I own a living.

Out of the immorality of fallen women.

They are dead.

Sin never dies, Frederick.

That's rather a depressing thought.

Anyway, I know your views, so I've always been very careful.

You are married to fricking.

You are married to Frederick, our butthnot, gentlemen.

Gerald Aaron, Dorotvis and all the others.

Nobody knows it assumed in him.

God knows.

God must know an awful lot. Why doesn't he do something?

Bop, bop, bop, bop.

Frederick, I'm thinking of taking a holiday in Italy, the spring with a friend.

To splendid idea.

Yes, that's what I thought you'd say.

It's just what you need.

That's for the money.

I should be using my own, Frederick.

You only have to ask.

Actually, it all works out rather well, because I shall be out and about promoting my book.

And of course I shall be starting the next one.

Theadora, the slave princess.

Do you think we should go on with this?

£60, Lottie.

That £60, plus fairs, plus expenses for food and such, like...

We could buy great many books for the poor without money.

We can advertise for two ladies to join us.

That way we'd only cost £15 each.

Plus expenses.

Oh, there's something in-hurl about all this.

Oh, no. No, thank you. No.

Excuse me, Mr. Briggs.

We've come and answered to your letter about renting the castle in Italy.

Oh, I do beg your pardon. I am very sorry. Do come in, ladies.

Excuse me, sir.

I'm very sorry about the mess. I'm often a couple of days business.

I'm afraid to Germany, France and Italy.

Here's my card.

But my real love is the...

...Hobo.

Do you play anything?

The piano forte.

Oh.

Better take it to the opera, Mr. Briggs.

I'll do beg your pardon.

I played the flute when I was at school.

I've always thought of myself as a flute kind of person.

Mr. Briggs.

£60?

Oh, in cash.

Well, Mrs. Albusnaut checks on more usual, but...

...however I'm richer and you're happier and I've got the money and you've got San Salvatore and I think I know we're just best.

Well, now here are all the details.

Yes, there we are.

Plus photographs.

There we are.

And the spare key.

And I'll give you a receipt.

Your, um...

...your husband is going with him, is it Albusnaut?

Yeah.

No, I'm sorry.

I know right, too. I do understand...

...the sand times.

The war.

Thank you, Mr. Briggs.

Well, I think you'll fit in very well.

That's San Salvatore. There are several portraits of you on the walls.

Portraits of me?

Madonna's.

Exactly like you, Mrs. Albusnaut.

Are they looking disappointed?

Oh.

No more than usual.

Yes.

Rose.

Rose, we've done it.

We've done it.

You would have thought that hundreds would have jumped at the chance of sharing a month's piece

and quiet in San Salvatore.

I can't understand why we've only had two replies.

Doesn't leave as much choice.

I knew them all.

You know.

Dear Alfred Tennyson, who pulled my pigtails and said they were too long,

and I sat on Mr. Carlisle's knee.

Oh, how is scald.

I'm a perfect sharer of your holiday, Mrs. Albusnaut.

All I wish to do is sit in the shade and remember better times and better men.

I'm very fond of flowers, too.

And for what you tell me in your advertisement, San Salvatore will be perfect.

I remember spending a weekend with my father at Box Hill.

Who lived at Box Hill?

George Meredith, the novelist.

Did you know Keats?

Keats?

No, I didn't.

And I didn't know Shakespeare or Chaucer either.

Oh, no, no. Of course not.

It's just that they're immortal, aren't they?

And I've always thought of immortal as being...

Well, immortal. Not having died.

I mean, they're alive, but they're dead.

And alive, it's odd.

Very odd.

I thought I saw Keats the other day in Austin, crossing the road to his house.

You know, the house where he lived. It was about tea time.

Well, Mrs. Fisher time we were going.

I really did see him. He was dressed as...

I hope you're not in the habit of seeing dead people, however distinguished.

It's not in the best of taste.

I'm sure the last thing I would want to see is my late husband, Mr. Fisher,

crossing the road in front of my house.

I'm sure.

Well, Mrs. Fisher, everything seems in order.

Provided your references are satisfactory.

Our references.

Aren't we the ones that ought to be asking for references from you, Mrs. Fisher?

These should be satisfactory.

The President of the Royal Academy, Archbishop of Canterbury, the Governor of the Bank of England.

I've known them for years.

I don't think references are very nice things amongst decent people.

I mean, we are not businessmen, are we? They have to distrust each other.

Mrs. Wilkins is right, Mrs. Fisher.

References do bring a certain atmosphere into our plans, which isn't quite what we want,

so I don't think we'll take up yours or give you ours.

In which case I shall assume that you don't wish to join us.

We're very well. No references.

Yeah, I waive all references.

Yeah, forgive me if I don't see you ours.

Lady Caroline Destor.

Oh, she sounds very grand. Very smart.

You see her with us at San Salvador.

I'm Caroline Destor.

I'm Mrs. Albathnot.

And this is Mrs. Wilkins.

Do you do?

Do sit down. Thank you.

You realize it will be very quiet?

It sounds now the Tory.

Nothing. No.

Just the waves. Sounds like heaven.

I'll be in Italy, but I love and not know, doh, or gin loath.

Best of all, I won't be staying with friends. I'll be with strangers. Wonderful.

Why is that so wonderful?

Well, you won't be able to mention a single person I know.

You don't know anyone I know, do you?

No, I don't think so.

No, do I. Good.

It's so boring, otherwise.

It's no holiday show, but the same old thing, same old people.

I want to just sit and not talk and not be the centre of everything all the time.

You know, that's right.

No, I don't. Neither do I.

Well, it's very rare.

Everybody makes demands.

Especially Matt.

Yes.

Hello, my name is

Errol.

Errol.

Hello, my name is Errol.

Hello, my name is Errol.

Hello, my name is Errol.

The language is part of the language.

I'm not sure if you really deserve it.

And this one I haven't strived with a personal message for you.

Errol, thank you so much.

Now, I would rather like you to meet my friends.

Yes, but I will say that you don't know that.

No, no, no.

Errol, I'll sit there to communicate with you.

Errol.

Errol.

Congratulations on the book.

Thank you, Caroline.

Your mother has been most generous in setting this up.

You rock love.

I know, thank you, Gerald.

You mustn't monopolise, Caroline. It doesn't fair.

Even though you are the guest of honor, Mr. Errol.

You're going away, I hear.

Who's been talking?

All of us have ways.

Was it mother?

My lips are sealed.

I need to get away.

Where are you going?

If I told you I wouldn't be getting away, would I?

It's a secret, is it?

I'm going to please don't try and find out.

No, no.

Why did you go home?

I just must have some time alone.

Stop, honey.

You must have got your face.

Hold it.

You're all right.

No.

No.

No.

No.

Frederick?

No idea.

No.

Oh.

Splendid, my dear.

The apricot tart was especially fine.

Melush.

There's something I want to talk to you about.

There's something I want to talk to you too about, my dear.

I'm thinking of taking you to Italy for Easter.

What?

I'm thinking of taking you to Italy for Easter.

We could both do with the change.

It would be nice to go together.

A second person is always useful in a country whose language one doesn't speak.

To look after the luggage while one communicates with the natives.

You seem stunned, my dear.

I am.

Yes, well, you don't seem very enthusiastic about it.

It really is the most extraordinary coincidence, Melush.

Really extraordinary.

You see, I've been invited by a friend to spend April with her in Italy.

She has a house there.

What?

Well, that kind of castle, really.

So I said yes.

This is outrageous, Blotty.

You accept an invitation from a friend without consulting me.

I'm consulting you now.

You can write to her and tell her you can't go.

It's absolutely an other question.

I can't do that.

Why not?

Because I don't want to.

I'm afraid it's all settled, Melush.

I can't go back on my work now.

So, no, nothing's settled.

I don't believe a word of it.

Have a friend with a castle in Italy, what friend?

You have money, Professor Rosano?

Rosalba's not.

Rosalba's not.

You heard of Rosalba's not.

She's very nice.

Everybody say so.

Tell me if you'd like another helping of April Cottard.

No, I won't stop.

Tell me if you need to go to Tarte.

Blotty, you are not going to Italy alone.

Absolutely not.

Please!

There is nothing.

Please, John!

Don't panic weird.

You put her in the bush and t Supra.

An old lady in her head...

She went close to her...

It's tragic that I can show her who's in the forest.

Day, one morning chap.

There's no one here to meet us.

We are poor, Owesmate.

Oh, oh, Stockton!

Oh, Stockton!

Oh, oh, oh.

Oh, oh.

But then, I don't need this for lunch.

Don't tell my stories.

Don't tell my stories.

Don't tell my stories.

Don't tell my stories.

Don't tell my stories.

Oh, not me.

Not me.

Oh.

It's a little quiet!

That's not true.

They must have sent it.

What?

Oh.

Not me.

That's not my story.

Oh, what a car do.

There, my car do.

My horsey, good horsey.

Oh, no, oh no.

We're in God's hands now.

No, just tell me,

know how to do that.

No!

No!

Oh, don't come here.

Pepper, Veriate, Pradilla Vallegia, Amira.

We have no choice, Lottie.

A side to the east.

Please, send Pricot from here.

A side to the east.

A side to the east.

A side to the west.

A side to the east.

Eko Chicoa, Puesda San Salvador.

San Salvador.

San Salvador.

San Salvador.

San Salvador.

San Salvador.

San Salvador.

San Salvador.

When he goes down that I told him when I got here, he's the gardener.

It's good to be independent and to know exactly what one wants.

It says time.

But you shouldn't be too independent that people have no chance to be generous.

You know, I hadn't realised you were so pretty.

That's very kind of you to say so.

You're really quite lovely.

I hope you make the most of it.

Yes, I've been making the most of it ever since I can remember.

Because it won't last.

I know.

I mustn't miss breakfast.

There you are.

We had no idea you were here.

Oh, yes, I'm here.

Cuckoo's.

Nothing.

I was just thinking about cuckoo's for some reason.

Oh.

Tea or coffee?

Coffee.

Coffee.

I'm going to go to the table for a little bit.

Lady Caroline's Italian is much better than mine.

My Italian is the Italian of Dante.

Very old.

I was taught it by Mr. Robert Browning.

Wonderful.

London doesn't exist anymore.

I suppose you realise we've got to heaven.

Thank you, that's it.

Now, I intend to spend most of my time reading by myself.

Nobody wants to see an old woman hobbling about everywhere.

Oh, I do hope your bedroom is comfortable.

Quite.

It had two beds and, if for some reason, so I had one taken up.

Oh, so that's why I've got two beds.

Well, I've got two beds as well.

The second one must be Lady Caroline.

We simply asked for them to take them out.

We didn't need them.

All night that we do, we roast our husbands out here to put in.

In my day, husbands and beds were rarely spoken of in the same breath.

Husbands were taken seriously.

As the only real obstacle to sin.

Would you like some more coffee, Mrs. Obasto?

No.

No. Thank you.

Oh, would you?

No.

Now, have you all you want?

Yes, thank you.

Have you?

Mrs. Obasto, you have the most interesting habit of answering a question with the same question.

There are no known apologists.

I wasn't going to.

Well, I'd better get home with my wife.

I'm fine, duties.

What time would you like much?

Lettuce is at half past twelve.

Oh, I'll tell Coke.

We'll be able to be struggling with that most little dictionary.

Oh, the Coke knows.

Lady Caroline has already told her.

She speaks to sort of Italian cooks, understand.

I couldn't get into the kitchen.

The food must stick.

Really?

Tell me the voice of El A.

paste in the chisel.

Good afternoon.

I just want to get my feathers smooth again.

Not spoken to, not grabbed.

If I can be left quiet for one month, forget things.

I might be able to get myself straight.

I've wasted so much time being beautiful.

Not one of them here.

Lacks, lacks.

Swoman, encore, camp, la la, Francesca.

Are you all right?

Did you hear the gong?

Yes.

Oh, headache.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Perhaps some team might do you some good.

No, I expect what she really wants is to be left quiet.

Yes.

But I can't bear to think of you out here with a headache.

Perhaps some bad conch.

What she really wants is to be left alone.

I can't bear.

What she really wants is to be left alone.

Yeah, may I have the bread, please.

Do you know the Italian for aspirin?

The proper cure of her headaches is castor oil.

She hasn't got a headache.

Carla has suffered tetra and liver and headaches and new ralta.

You always took castor oil.

Now, what Lady Caroline wants is a dose.

Only one mind.

It's a mistake to keep on taking castor oil.

Do you know the Italian for it?

No, I don't think I do.

No castor oil isn't any classical Italian.

She hasn't got a headache.

Why pray?

Should she say she has, Mrs Wilkins?

Well, she's just trying to be polite.

Since she won't have to try, she'll just be herself without trying.

Lottie has a theory about this place.

Yeah, I'm sure.

But I didn't understand why you assume Lady Caroline is not telling the truth.

I don't assume.

I know.

And how pray do you know?

I saw inside her.

I hear you're not well.

I expect the journey is upcepts you.

Now, what you need is a good dose of some simple medicine like castor oil.

Yeah, I thought you went to sleep.

Now, take my advice and don't neglect what might turn into an illness.

This is a good thing.

I'm not going to do it.

I don't think I'm going to do it.

I'm going to do it.

I'm going to do it.

I'm going to do it.

I'm going to do it.

I'm going to do it.

I'm going to do it.

And don't neglect what might turn into an illness.

This is Italy.

Don't worry about me.

I'm just lying here thinking.

Well, that's dangerous too.

Now I should go to bed and get wealth.

I am well.

Then why did you send a message saying you were in?

I didn't.

Then I have had all the trouble of coming out here for nothing.

Yes, but don't you prefer coming out and finding me well,

then coming out and finding me ill?

No.

Isn't this a delightful room we've just discovered?

Well, really.

Why don't you like us being here?

I should have thought you could see. This is my room.

The note paper.

That's my note paper.

End the pen.

It's yours?

I'm very sorry.

I've been writing some very nice things with it, so I don't think I've hurt it in any way.

But why can't we be here?

This is a sitting room and we've been sitting.

There's another one.

You and your friend can't sit in two rooms at once.

And if I have no wish to disturb you and yours, you shouldn't disturb me and my...

It's all right.

Soon you'll want us to share. You'll probably even ask me to use your pen if you know that I haven't got one.

I need a room to myself.

I'm a noble woman. I can't get about because of my stick.

I have to sit.

I want some of us, but I won't be disturbed.

Is this for sure? I assure you we have no intention.

No, we're only too glad for you to have this room if it makes you happy.

We just didn't know about it. That's all.

We wouldn't have come in if we had.

Not until you invited us anyway.

And you probably will do, you know, very soon.

It isn't our room.

I've been thinking about Milash.

Why?

I've been a mean dog.

Oh, what?

All this coming away and leaving him in that dreary place while I'm here, enjoying myself in heaven.

You know, he planned a holiday in Italy with me.

And I planned a holiday in Italy by myself.

I think he must be very hurt.

I've written and told him everything.

You mean about the advertisement in your nest egg?

Oh, no, no, no. I'll tell him about that when he comes.

Oh, when he comes, I've written and invited him to stay.

It's the least I could do.

It would be me not to share all this.

Do you think he'll come?

Oh, I hope so, Paul.

I see him here.

Not he.

Not he. I can't keep up.

The whole idea about coming here was to get away.

Wasn't it?

And now after just one day you want to rise and to the very people.

The very people we're trying to get away from.

Yes, I know.

It's idiotic, isn't it, Rose? But I feel so happy here.

This place makes me feel flooded with love.

The important thing is to have lots of love about.

I was very stingy with it, back home.

I used to measure and count it out.

I had this obsession with justice, you see.

I wouldn't love Melersh unless he loved me back exactly as much.

That he didn't.

And I would rely on the emptiness of it all.

I don't think I'll come down to the bridge.

I'd like to stay here and think.

I don't think too long.

I might invite him now.

And Brad, who? Your husband!

Lottie can write and Melersh will answer.

Frederick won't.

Or if you did it would be.

Thanks for the letter.

Don't hurry back.

Say if you want money.

Frederick.

I'll be back.

That's a beautiful dress.

No, I had it all.

But you must be very cold in it.

It's easy to catch a chill here after dark.

You look as though you had nothing more than under here.

I haven't.

It's very important.

I'm very improper.

There are no men here.

So how can it be improper?

Have you noticed how difficult it is to be improper when there are no men about?

That's sad, but true.

I've had a wonderful day.

I decided to invite someone to stay here.

What?

I think you'll like it.

Wilkins.

And his?

A relation.

A husband.

I thought you would have wore a wig.

Why?

There are so many of them above.

When we were in London we agreed that we could invite one guest each, didn't we?

I don't remember.

I do, but it's incredible you should want to.

I thought the whole idea was to get away from my friends.

And husband.

And family affection.

And lack of family affection.

Yeah, really.

That wouldn't be so bad it would give a person room to breathe.

No, it would be terrible.

Like having no clothes on.

I like that.

Really?

Well, that's a good feeling getting rid of things.

But it's so cold having nothing on.

And knowing that you'll never have anything on again.

You're going to get colder and colder.

Until at last you'd die of it.

That's what it's like living with someone who doesn't love you.

What would you pass from the cream?

But doesn't he love you?

Malorsha.

He shows no signs of it.

Delicious.

Really?

I didn't think it was delicious.

That was miserable.

And then today I got well.

I can't ever be happy shutting him out.

I must share.

Now I know exactly what the Blessed Dammazelle is like.

Who's the Blessed Dammazelle?

It's a poem.

I'll end you a copy.

Please don't.

And the author.

Mr. Brazetti.

Though not all one would wish.

Whilst frequently invited to my father's house.

How terrible for him.

That's what my mother's always doing inviting authors.

I hate all of this, don't you?

Me?

Well, sometimes.

Oh, and mine's in much a good and bright books.

They're going about the nurse.

Oh, really?

Well, it's all these beds.

Eight beds and only four people.

That's dreadful.

I want Rose to invite her husband here too.

Oh, really?

Sorry.

You didn't realize, of course.

That there is only one spare bedroom in the house.

Well, who's in all the others?

We are.

There are six rooms.

We have four.

Francesca has the first.

And the sixth is empty.

Oh, dear, oh dear.

I want to love him a lot, but not necessarily spend every night with him.

What am I going to put him?

I'm not wondering enough of him.

Yes, but then there won't be room left for anybody that you may want to invite here.

I don't want to.

No.

And Rose doesn't count.

She'd want to share her room with her husband.

It's written all over her.

Lottie.

Really?

Really? What?

Really?

Am I to understand?

You propose to reserve the only spare bedroom for the exclusive use of your family.

Malersh, isn't my family?

Is my husband.

And it's nobody seems to want the room.

Malersh must have it.

I have a friend.

Kate Lumbly.

Perhaps you know her?

I wish to invite her to join me.

That's that of Malersh then.

Oh.

Fred, your room, Fred Lottie.

That's of course he can't come.

No, no.

I see him here.

I see him.

Why am I so restless?

I haven't felt this restless since I was a child.

It's too absurd for someone my age.

I can't look at me.

I can't keep still.

I feel something is going to happen.

I won't let it.

I won't let it.

I can't.

It's odd how one's mind.

It's a sideways and a place like this.

I walk to that mud stick today.

It's very strange.

If you knew me, you'd know how strange it was.

You can talk to your Kate Lumbly about that when she comes.

Then Kate would end up looking at me and suggest a cup of tea.

I'm starving.

I've had another wonderful day.

Has the letter gone?

What note is that?

Inviting her husband.

Oh, I see don't.

I'm not.

Who is her husband?

Mr. Abatnot, of course.

I mean, what is Mr. Abatnot?

My husband.

I'm a princess.

I love the things I love.

I love the things I love.

The things I love.

I love the things I love.

The things I love.

I love the things I love.

As summer grows, is a wine.

And that's what we mean when we say that the thing is welcome.

As flowers return in the spring.

Caroline's right.

Mine slips sideways.

How could I invite him?

What would we talk about?

The truth is.

I'd bore him.

And there's no way back.

No, if you bore somebody,

it's almost impossible to unbore him.

Is that Lady Caroline, Dessa?

No.

Rose.

Mrs. Abatnot.

Caroline will still be in bed.

Caroline, you call her Caroline?

I must say, I got your letter and found you were on holiday with Lady Caroline Dessa.

I was impressed.

Isn't it beautiful here, Melissa?

Do you know that Dessa's are one of the richest families in England?

For once, not you're being really useful.

The air is golden.

Now, first, I think I'll have a bath.

Then it's shaved, then I'll change my clothes, have a sleep, and then I'll lunch.

And then you can introduce me to Lady Caroline Dessa.

I've planned exactly what I'm going to say.

Well, I should do believe he came all this way just to see Lady Caroline.

And not me.

No.

No, my dear. No, no, no.

No, I came here to see you.

Oh, yes.

If, however, it's so doing, I can improve our business prospects.

Oh, I don't mind.

You're here.

That's the important thing.

And you change.

I'm dreaming you were better at it.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Oh, no.

Stop it.

I'm going to get it.

Stop it.

I'll shoot you.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Stop it.

Jay Jingane Kelly.

Turn up racket, Ishieldo.

Thank you very much.

Thank you for that.

Thank you every hour.

Thank you very much.

Thank you.

For that.

It's really nice to meet you.

Thank you very much.

And remember remember, good day.

Thank you very much.

There it goes.

Oh, my God.

How do you do?

How do you do?

I'm Carolina Dester.

Allow me to introduce myself, but...

My name's Melersh Wilkins.

I'm...

I'm...

I'm...

I'm...

I'm...

I'm...

I'm...

I'm...

I'm...

I'm...

I'm...

I'm...

I'm...

I'm...

I'm afraid I used unpardonable language.

I thought it most appropriate in the circumstances.

Oh, you...

Oh, it's great.

Mrs. Fisher, allow me to introduce Mr. Melersh Wilkins.

Mrs. Mrs. Fisher.

Oh, oh.

Always a pleasure to meet a friend of my wives.

I was just taking a bath.

I...

I didn't know Pericolozo meant explosion.

Otherwise, I would have remained dirty.

Oh, but now Melersh, you look absolutely spotless.

You look clean enough to eat dinner off.

Lady Caroline acted with true grace.

And Mrs. Fisher is remarkable, too, isn't it?

And Mrs. Fisher is remarkable, too, in her way.

A woman of parts and property, if I'm not mistaken.

Who may need my counseling.

Lottie, your friends are splendid.

Splendid?

Why, you kept them as secretive beyond me.

I'm not a...

I'm not a...

I'm not a...

I'm a...

I'm a...

I'm a...

I'm a...

I'm a...

I'm a...

I'm a...

I'm a...

I'm a...

I'm a...

I'm a...

I'm a...

I think she's talking about the housekeeping bills.

But you're nothing to do with those, you're a guest here.

I'm afraid I'm not.

The four of us are sharing the expense of this holiday.

I'm paying for my share out of my nest egg.

You've every right to be angry with me.

Nonsense.

Well, it's your money, Afro.

And you needed a holiday like this.

Where else would you meet such interesting people?

Oh, Malash, you really are sweet.

It's a new day.

It's all, it's all, it's all, it's all, it's all, you see.

Malash, you belong here.

This is the result of one week's unbridled license and it must stop.

Long trip was yellow.

I'm a little bit too young.

I'm a little bit too young.

I'm a little bit too young.

I'm a little bit too young.

I'm a little bit too young.

I'm a little bit too young.

Mr. Wilkins, I don't prove of men smoking indoors.

I thought you wouldn't.

I'm looking for that Lady Caroline, Del.

Ah, a most agreeable guest.

A agreeable?

She's been letting the bills run up in a most terrible fashion.

What does Lady Caroline have to do with the bills?

The housekeeping was left to hire.

Lady Caroline, housekeeping for a party that includes my wife.

You're ready to be speechless.

You do know she's the daughter of Lord Dester.

The Lord Dester.

Ah, well, those accounts for it then.

The botchup have had the men in his department during the war.

It was a natural scandal.

They never could actually prove anything.

Your two have told me we're not doing the household bills.

I didn't know you thought I was.

What do you propose we do for the rest of the time, Caroline?

Nothing.

Nothing.

Nothing.

That lady's...

May I make a suggestion?

Why not allow a certain amount per head and tell the cook from that sum she must cater for you as well as ever?

It's easily reckoned out.

The charges of a modest hotel, perhaps.

Harved.

That's very sensible, Mr. Wilkins.

Yes, it is.

But what about the other?

No, it is.

But what about the terrifying bills for this last week?

Neither.

Don't worry, I'll pay them to be my present to sense how Victorian.

I don't want lotting worried in any way.

That is most generous of you.

Well, if you wish to wish your money, I agree.

Good.

Well, we needn't bother Lady Caroline any further.

Oh, really, Mrs. Fisher?

Do tell me about Raskin.

I like him.

I didn't think I would, but I do.

It doesn't bother.

It doesn't grab.

If it's him.

I shouldn't, but...

He won't come.

What do I want for the holiday?

This place is making me soft.

The work is the only salvation.

No, I won't best it.

Then go and do it.

It's this place.

Different from in the next terrace.

Nothing young there.

Reticulous.

This feeling I'm suddenly going to burst out.

Absurded my age.

I won't have it.

I won't have it.

Thank you, my dear.

I've made up my mind.

I've made up my mind.

I've decided to pay your expenses for this holiday as well as my own.

Your nest egg will not be touched.

Oh, my lache. How nice of you.

Go careful, careful.

No, I realize how valuable you are to me.

In my profession, a man is always helped by having a clever and attractive wife.

Lady Caroline thinks you're attractive.

So do I.

Do you think I'm attractive, Melash?

Yes, I do.

One thing puzzles me, though.

Why would you attract him sooner?

I've been lucky. All the advantages I was born with.

I've misused them. Perhaps if Jack hadn't been killed.

No. No. That's an excuse.

Thousands of women lost men in the war.

I've finished my blessings.

So why aren't I satisfied?

I have it all.

Why can't I hold on to it?

I'm not satisfied.

You have got your letter by now.

I shouldn't have sent it.

Oh, no. You'll get a message very soon.

He's saying he's on his way.

It works for you. You have a gift for happiness.

Oh, Mrs. Albatnoss, I was looking for you. There's a telegram.

Is it a joke?

Not bad news, I trust.

No, no. On the contrary.

I'm passing on way to room and we'll pay my respects.

And who is George Briggs?

Fiona, it's his house.

It's very nice.

Mr. Briggs?

It's like Jesus.

There's a really extraordinary the likeness.

Oh, well, I don't know quite so solemn.

It isn't really so much like me.

Well, I can see deeper than most George I can find.

You and Lottie should get on very well. She sees inside people too.

Les Nura feature, esta prenden d'incaffe.

Is her a mole to mole to contenta?

David.

Who's the Nura fish?

One of the four of us who is sharing your house.

Four?

Well, my friend and I decided we couldn't afford it on our own, so...

I didn't know.

Come on, I'll introduce you to Mrs. Richard.

Oh, well, won't you keep.

Won't you show me around first?

It's your house.

Well, no, it's not.

One till Monday week.

Come on, you show me all your views and I'll show you mine.

Careful, not yet?

There we are.

What? What do you love, then?

It's like coming home.

Oh, it's a six-year-old, honey.

No, no, no, I mean like coming home to a family.

I never had a family, you see. I'm an orphan.

Oh, I am sorry.

Oh, no, no, no.

I'm going to do more longer.

No, I mean, what?

I don't know what I mean.

No, I was adopted, happily.

But I was missing my having a family in the city.

What about you that's exactly my idea of a family yourself?

Warm?

Well, you wouldn't have thought if you saw my house in London.

There's nothing more than that.

Well, not at all. I believe any place you lived in a big zacka like you.

No, you're not going to tell me that Santa

of a total is like you.

No, of course. I mean, you must admit it's beautiful.

Here.

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, I was just just just just just just just just just just just just just just just just just just just just just just just just just just just just just just just just just just just just just

Dad, we'll go.

Oh, congratulations.

Child.

Child.

Excuse me, do you remember me?

Yes, of course Mr. Briggs.

Yes, you must have some tea.

I'll get Francesca to make some fresh.

Oh, I know. I... I'm sorry.

I'm forgetting myself.

You're very natural.

I... I'll go and ask Francesca.

Oh, no. No.

I was there explaining this bookings that I'm just on my way to Rome and I thought I'd just look in and make sure you were all comfortable.

And where are you staying Mr. Briggs?

I'm at a hotel in Midsarck.

Well no, you must stay here. It's your home. You can have Kate Lumley's room.

You wouldn't mind him using it. The one night would you miss his picture?

Kate Lumley isn't actually in it.

No, she isn't.

Kate Lumley is unfortunately a very wide person and that's a very narrow room.

Now Kate might get into it, but once in she would probably never get out.

So you see, dear boy, you must stay here.

Yes, you must.

Well if you all agree, love to be a guest here, especially with three such lovely hostesses.

But there is a fourth, isn't it?

Er, yes, you can ask her yourself, Mr. Briggs.

Caroline, this is Mr. Briggs, the owner. We invited him to stay tonight.

Yes, if there's a room in there.

Oh Lord, another man. Looks like a grabber. Grab, grab, grab.

There's Kate Lum in this room. She's not coming unless she was his fisher.

Well, not if I can help it.

Oh, thank you. Then I join in the invitation.

Well, thank you. So we'll have another whole day to explore San Salvadori if you let me.

I'd be delighted.

Good.

It'll give you some of those cherries, I don't know.

You'd better get your things, Mr. Briggs.

Oh yes, sir.

Oh, we can easily send to America.

Well, only if you're sure it wouldn't be any trouble, Mrs. Albothnaw.

Mr. Briggs.

Hmm.

Do tell Caroline about the Olyander tree.

Oh, well. Yes, um...

Yes, you see this Olyander just here.

One of my father, many years ago,

stuck his cherry wood walking stick in to that spot and sent to the head gardener.

This is where we'll have an Olyander.

And he left it there as a reminder.

And after a while, quite how long nobody can miss your.

It, the stick began to sprout.

And it was an Olyander.

Is that true?

It doesn't matter.

It's such a pretty story.

Yes, it is.

He seemed very taken with the rose.

He certainly didn't grab like the rest of them.

I'm pleased.

Yes, I'm very pleased.

Of course I'm pleased.

Gerald.

Gerald and Olyander can't be.

Oh, my goodness.

Caroline, I didn't expect.

What are you doing here?

You must forgive me, dear Caroline.

My mother told me where you are.

As I happened to be passing on my way to Rome, I thought I'd get out of it.

Let's go and just look in.

I see how you are.

If that's all right.

But didn't mother tell you I was having a rescue?

Yes, she did.

That's why I didn't come out in.

Left it till near dinner time, didn't want to intrude.

I thought you might be bored.

I'm not.

I do apologize for bouncing in like this.

No, no, I'm rather glad to see you.

Tell me all about mother.

She's taken to wearing a wig.

A wig?

Blonde.

You're a brother like Bernilda.

I must run on, never be ready in time.

Don't worry about me.

I'd just like to have a sit over that wall.

See you at dinner.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Bye.

Great drink.

Rose.

I knew you'd come.

When did you start?

Start.

Yesterday morning.

Are you starting right away?

Right away, yes.

You're going to go right in a very quickly.

I know.

You're there.

Very quick.

Sweetheart.

I'm so glad you came.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to.

Mr. Briggs.

Well, I'm damned.

This is my husband.

Frederick, how about that?

Oh, um...

I thought you were a widow.

I know.

Why?

Well, no, I thought, um...

There were so many women seemed to be...

Frederick, this is Mr. Briggs.

Here in Sakaasold.

How you do?

Oh, how you do?

Well, I'm...

Yes.

You better go on.

No.

Oh, come on.

It mustn't be late for dinner.

But, like Caroline.

Caroline?

She's the one who's late.

Lady Caroline, just her.

She's one of my friends.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know, I do.

Never better.

Yeah.

Of course, Mrs. Fishery would be undoubtedly best if one's out would appearance and one's feelings matched, but so often they don't.

One can't have everything.

I, for example, am at the moment feeling happy, joyfully with you.

But do I show it?

I kept telling Rose you'd come, didn't I, Rose?

You did. I didn't believe it, but here you are.

You're right, Lottie, it's this place. It's a tub of love.

No!

Hey, Chase.

Move what?

A tub of love.

This is Caroline.

I'm Frederick Arbuthnot. Frederick Arbuthnot.

My name's Frederick Arbuthnot. I'm Rose's husband. I've just come down to see her.

Yes, yes, yes.

Oh, nice. And I'm late on your very first evening.

Do forgive me.

Oh, yes.

Isn't she beautiful?

Love?

Yes.

You know, it's a great thing to get on with once, loving. And not to waste time.

I suppose you think that Rose's husband is just a little aged, red-faced, rather ordinary man.

He isn't.

Isn't he? No.

Rose sees through all that. She sees what we can't see because she loves him.

Lottie, we must be friends forever and forever.

Oh.

Thank you for not, uh...

I don't know what you mean, Mr. Arbuthnot.

I think Rose is waiting for you.

Frederick, how's your book, Ray?

My book.

Mm. Sounds exciting. Theo, the slave prince.

Theodora, the slave princess, can wait.

Oh, hello. Who's that?

It's me, the Caroline Dester.

Oh. I hope I'm not disturbing you.

Oh, no. No.

Forgive me.

I couldn't help noticing how miserable you seemed.

Was it the unexpected arrival of Mr. Arbuthnot?

Yes.

I thought Mr. Arbuthnot had died.

Well, I thought it was a good thing.

I thought it was a good thing.

I thought it was a good thing.

I thought Mr. Arbuthnot had died.

Well, so many men died.

Yes. So many.

Yes, it's, um...

Well, you may not have noticed about it. I'm rather short-sighted.

Indeed.

But were the war.

Does it give you any pain?

Oh, no, no.

Absolutely not. Nothing to it at all, but it does run.

I mean, I never get a...

a good-looked people.

You know, they...

He's the same.

I tend to judge people by their voices, you know,

the inside person.

And, um...

Well, it did rather seem to me that Mrs. Arbuthnot was...

wonderful.

Inside.

Wonderful inside.

Yes.

That's important.

Yes.

Oh, I...

I'm a devil.

It's a beautiful night to be miserable.

Do I do, Mr. Starr?

No!

Oh, no!

Sorry.

I have to grab you.

All my dead friends don't seem worth reading tonight.

They all were sizzling.

They were all the same.

They were all the same.

I was a little bit scared.

But, um, they were all the same tonight.

They all were say the same things.

Good things, but always the same.

They were...

they are...

great.

But they have untenable disadvantage.

They're all dead.

I'm tired of the dead.

I want the living.

Thank you, my dear.

I was feeling a little melancholy.

Where were the others?

They all seemed to have paired off, Mrs. Fisher.

It does seem that people can only be happy in pairs.

All sorts of pairs.

They knew and I will be a pair, Mrs. Fisher.

We're going to be very good friends.

I hope so, lovely.

I see it.

Then we will be...

very exactly all the others.

Well, the roses are in love in the rose garden.

The roses?

Why not call them the Arbath Knots, my dear?

Very well, Malash.

Arbath.

And the Carolines.

The who?

The Brixies there.

The Brixies?

Oh, are you at?

They never said eyes on each other before today.

That's why they're able to go ahead.

Go ahead.

It's no use, Malash.

I see them as the Brixies.

You coming, my dear?

Just so you're here.

You better.

You need to be lucky.

Just another idea.

You go on.

Are you sure you'll go on ahead and join your present?

All right.

Please.

I'm going to be here.

I'm going to be here.

I'm going to be here.

I'm going to be here.

I'm going to join your present.

All right.

Put it down there.

Mind your stuff now.

It's not such a beautiful place.

Mark.

One last look.

All right.

Excuse me.

Thank you.

Perfago re, do manico.

Go.

This is Tisha.

It's a beautiful place.

It's a beautiful place.

It's a beautiful place.

It's a beautiful place.

It's a beautiful place.

It's a beautiful place.

That last week,

the whole country seemed to dress itself in white.

There were white lilies,

white stalks,

white banks of your roses,

and the fragrance of the acacious.

Even after we got to the bottom of the hill

and passed through the iron gates and out into the village,

we could still smell the acacious.

We could smell them even when we reached London.

But that's another story.

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