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The major from the hotel asked me to bring it over.

He thought the little girl might like it as a pet.

Well, it's very kind, not you, Mr. Wilson, but...

Wilson?

I'm so sorry, Mr. Wilson.

But I honestly don't think we can.

Oh, but we can!

I'll look after her.

I really want to vote almost all my time to her.

Come and have a beer.

Thank you.

The thing is, do you see, darling?

We're going to my robe if the new year races and it's...

Oh, am I coming too?

No.

I'm afraid it's too difficult, because the parmurs are taking us with them in their car and we're going to stay with friends of theirs.

But I've arranged for you to stay with Mrs. Nimmo.

Oh, no.

Now she's really...

very nice.

Anyway, it's all arranged.

We hate leaving you elsewhere, but it's only for a few days.

And daddy really does need a little holiday. He's been working terribly hard.

Yes.

What about all my other animals?

What about George and Mary?

And Elaine Hern?

Well, John Bo will come and collect you every day and bring you over here to feed them.

In that case, I can look on to the other side of the house.

In that case, I can look after her. And I promise to be good with Mrs. Nimmo.

Oh, alright.

I'll go and get her some milk. She must be dying of search without her mother.

Don't worry. I get Sammie to knock the poor little thing on the head as soon as Elspers has her.

I'm afraid I gave in.

Black men.

More or less.

We'll live to regret it.

Probably.

My daughter is growing up to be a criminal, Mr. Wilson.

I say, I'm sorry for...

Oh, not at all.

Mr. Wilson's bought the block of land beyond the river on the way to the main road.

Oh. Have you had much experience of farming back at home, Mr. Wilson?

No.

I was working in a bank in Barnsley three months ago.

I had a spot of chest trouble, and the local doctor said I must have a change.

So I cashed up all my savings, and here I am.

I'm a bit of an ignoramus, but I'm willing to learn.

Of course, I've got all the government pamphlets on farming out here.

Much good they'll do you.

Now, your best borrows and chains and bullocks on my head man over the new year.

Get some of your stumps cut out, or something.

That's very kind of you, Mr. Grant.

Thank you very much for Twinkle, Mr. Wilson.

Oh, not at all.

Why Twinkle?

Well, she's just like a star, isn't she?

Oh, is she?

Good.

Right, well, I'll be off then.

Oh, have a look where we're going, husband.

Twinkle, that's a good name.

Very hungry.

What?

What?

What?

One of the reasons I came here was to avoid having to wear things like this.

Do you know this is the first time I've actually ever packed for myself,

and I'm not very good at it.

It's rather awful.

But if we hot these, we could probably send Ellsfield to school.

I don't think she wants to get to school.

I'm sure she doesn't.

You never went to school?

No.

But I had an endless succession of governesses.

And you loathed every one of them?

Yes.

Well, at least Ellsfield has spared that.

Bye.

Bye, darling.

Wonderful time.

Do you have a good time?

Yeah.

I'm the ex-boy of the Mississippi mode.

Yes, I will.

Do you know what she tells you?

Yes.

Bye.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Ready to go home over, Sebel?

Not quite, Jumbo.

Bye, George.

Bye, Mary.

Good flight catching.

Bye, Twinkle.

I'll be back to see you tomorrow.

Bye.

Well, Ellsfield, dear, it's nice to come to a revisit.

Well, it's said very nice that you had me, Mrs. Nimmo.

I do hope I won't be any inconvenience.

No, no.

It's nice to have company for Hoagmane.

Now, Jumbo, don't forget to feed Twinkle.

Of course not, and then something doggo.

Mr. Nimmo is most disappointed he can't be here.

He writes he's detained on business in the Belgian Congo.

Now, you just settle in,

and then we'll have tea when you're ready.

I've made an angel cake with my own hands as a special treat.

Thank you.

I am ready.

Just show me those hands.

They could do with a good scrubbing, and comb your hair and put on a flock.

A flock?

You have a flock.

Oh, yes.

I make it a rule. No young lady comes to my table, not properly dressed.

Yes, Mrs. Nimmo.

What would you like to start with, dear?

A piece of cake, please, Mrs. Nimmo.

For like, people all will start with bread and butter.

Yes, Mrs. Nimmo.

Sorry to disturb you.

Oh, it's Mr. Rosie.

Come to protect us. You're just in time for a cup of tea.

Hello, Elizabeth.

Hi, Mr. Wilson.

No, please don't get up.

Couple of friends coming up from Nairobi.

I thought I'd have a party at the Blue Post's. Welcome in the new year.

I'd rather Lizzie Boy.

Elizabeth Pisa kinders to ask Marltt to put another cup.

Yes.

What's it done, Mr. Wilson?

Thank you.

Do hope you can comb.

Oh, I'm sorry. No. I couldn't leave Elizabeth.

Oh, but you could, Mrs. Nimmo.

What ever would your parents think me leaving you alone here among all those heathens?

Quite a charming little girl.

Yes.

But the way her parents let her run around with the natives, she'll soon be one herself.

Mr. Grands says she'll be going to school at home.

Home, home. When the crop comes into bearing.

When the crop comes into bearing.

When they're back the corsets peeing.

What that child needs is...

Oh, it's Ray Martin.

Trey.

She's well talked to the wall. Let's do some of these bad boys.

I say, what a charming place you've got here.

It's quite a home from home.

Sugar?

Two lumps.

Just a few bits and pieces of my own.

I haven't always lived like a tinkerer as I do here.

My grandfather was a writer to the signet.

And my great uncle's cousin, Lord Lion, King of Arms.

Thank you.

Why don't you have the party here, Mrs. Nimmo?

Oh, no, please.

What a nice idea.

Of course.

It could give me such pleasure.

Well...

Well, thank you.

Don't worry about the whiskey. We'll bring our own.

What I'll do for their dinner, heaven alone knows...

Oh, for a nice juicy undercut of prime scotts beef

for a good middle-o-dion turkey.

You're such a good cut, Mrs. Nimmo.

Hey.

But what can a body do with fouls?

The sayings of charlings and mutton, tough as little boots.

The way the court keeps Mayor Kip some.

It's lucky, like Mr. Wilson said, that the food is at the most important party of the evening.

Have you ever seen a more perfect side-vector?

Wait, let me back in the old country.

There's no outside.

Church bills be...

The weights.

Ready for that glass of pork wine.

Oh, isn't everything as neat and tidy as a...

as a fusillius cauldron his wedding day.

Come on, open the butter picture.

And we will wish Mrs. Nimmo the best of health and happiness.

And a good man also.

Oh, how do you have a touch, Elkato?

Except, of course, on this to the conditions.

Oh.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I don't have any soda water.

No need to gas my booze.

I leave the gassing to the politicians.

It's right.

Well, God bless all our friends and damnation to our enemies.

Thank you.

Ah, the others dry as a ship, whiskey.

And I think it's high time you went along to Beardale's good dear.

Ah, now seeing as how it's the festive time of the year, I have got a bit of a present for you.

Well, it's not as grand as I would have wished.

I think it's lovely.

Thank you very much.

Oh.

You glad you like it?

Come along, Elizabeth, time to take the route to Bearfordshire.

Oh, no, just a minute.

Before Elizabeth goes to her bed, we must rest the bones of the old year.

There's a winner's wish, extra to the new.

Bless you, my child.

And we, 1914, bring you all the luck in the world.

Cheers, lanka.

Say goodnight, Elizabeth.

Goodnight, everybody.

Goodnight, Elizabeth.

Well, come on now, Victor.

For God's sake, what are you doing? I've bought it.

Hey.

Hey, who friends won't get around it?

I can't guarantee it.

Mr. Lin, you wouldn't care for any horseplay in this house.

I looked used to, will Smith. There should be any trouble.

If there's any trouble, Mrs. Nimor, I should laka wear the breakables.

That's not very glad tomorrow.

Probably find me hiding onto your bed.

Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

Don't you say your prayers?

I always say them in bed.

Oh, kneeling's better.

Why?

Well, because it's more respectful.

Oh.

Goodnight, my dear.

Goodnight, Miss Cineau.

Goodnight, Miss Cineau.

Remember this Chevy race.

Today, I would love to be here.

riousened.

Don't you want to be here for more?

Uh, arants.

All right.

Run gun.

Is it hard to speak

Come on!

Come on, you big Kid!

Kick, Back!

We're going to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to

get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get me ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to get ready to at degree this time we have got vaccinated

They knew!

I got no Mary!

Come on Mary, you're here!

Come on Mary!

I'm a race guy!

You can't stop me!

You're a warman!

You're a warman!

You're a warman!

You're a warman!

I'm a warman!

Mrs. Midor!

It's Maggie to you, Mr. Wilson, now we're old friends.

I think I'd better go home.

And leave a local woman unprotected with that family.

Let's see who it was.

I'm writing about.

Your place is to breathe.

To leave, Mr. Wilson.

I'll link.

Mom? Tonight?

Maggie?

I'm a warman.

I'm a warman.

Did you sleep well, Elspeth dear?

Not very.

I'm not surprised.

Now eat up your porridge, it's good for the brain.

I thought that was fish.

It is fish too dear.

Porridge is good for everything.

We'll make a groan to a big fine girl.

But I don't want to be a big fine girl.

I want to be a chucky.

Thank you.

Good morning.

Good morning, Mr. Wilson.

Please help yourself to coffee.

Thank you.

If there's one piece of advice I'd give to a child on the outset of life,

it's...

don't see in the new year

with a mixed party of scopes,

Irish and whatever he was.

It's like T-N-T.

Elspeth, what are you doing?

Look!

It's bleeding.

Excuse me.

What's the matter?

Mr. Wilson isn't feeling quite himself today.

And it's bad manners anyway to play with your food.

No, no, Martu, I'll see to it.

The papt was done by my aunt Catherine with her own hand

before she ever married and went out to India.

Very precious to me.

Great, sentimental value.

I'll buy you something nice, Mrs. Nemo.

That's a kind thought.

When your ship comes in...

I'm a horse ship.

We all have in a manner of speaking.

Only sometimes they sink.

Well, I'll be off then.

Thank you for your hospitality and everything.

It is kind of you to stay, Mr. Wilson.

I must confess.

I shouldn't have laughed and stopped here alone with a van

with those wild hooligans gatping about.

But any time you need protection, Maggie, you send for me.

Thank you, Mr. Wilson.

I'm sure that won't be necessary.

Mr. Nemo will be home any day.

My mouth feels like the bottom of a parrots cage.

Bye, Elizabeth. Bye, Maggie.

Mrs. Nemo.

Bye, Mr. Wilson.

I don't think Mr. Wilson means about parrots cage.

I'm sure I don't know, dear.

Sometimes he uses the very strangest physiology.

Now, come on.

It's hot. I think I'm going he would like a drink.

There you are, boy.

Good boy.

There was a holiday at Nemo.

Yes.

To ask God for rain.

No, it must bring you here.

What is New Year?

Well, a New Year has begun.

Don't you have New Year?

No. We have the Millet rains, which are shut,

and then we have bean rains, which are long.

Well, how do you know how long you are?

I remember when I became a man.

It was the Millet harvest we call Sheets of Iron.

Why Sheets of Iron?

It was Gwen, the New Rules of Iron Kim.

The New Year has been a great year.

I'm not a great year.

I'm not a great year.

I'm not a great year.

I'm not a great year.

I'm not a great year.

I'm not a great year.

I'm not a great year.

I'm not a great year.

I'm not a great year.

I'm not a great year.

I'm not a great year.

I'm not a great year.

I'm not a great year.

I'm not a great year.

I'm not a great year.

I'm not a great year.

I'm not a great year.

I'm not a great year.

I'm not a great year.

I'm not a great year.

I'm not a great year.

I'm not a great year.

I'm not a great year.

I'm not a great year.

The Lepa is too clever for them.

Isn't it dangerous to go on?

Oh, he has a full stomach.

Now don't you ever wonder off, or the lepers will get you.

Do you hear Twinkle?

I'm sorry.

I say, could you tell me you're Captain and Mrs Palmer live here?

No, they're live on the next farm. Just over the hill. Not far.

Thank you.

But they're not there.

They've gone to the races in Nairobi with my mother and father.

And they won't be back until this evening. Unfortunately, I was considered too young to go.

My name is Elphat Glance.

Mine's Ian Crawford. How do you do?

How do you do?

Would you care for some refreshment, Mr Crawford?

Well, yes, I should rather care for a glass of beer. And I think the others could do with something.

If you tell them to go around the back, they'll find our sights in Nairobi.

Thank you. Thank you.

I'm glad that you're here. I'm glad that you're here.

I'm glad that you're here.

I'm glad that you're here.

I'm glad that you're here.

Grandma!

So you like racing, Miss Grant?

Very much. In fact, one day, I hope to enquire a lot of races.

Have you a pony?

No. Not yet.

Yes, mom, South Endoga?

Be right line, juice, please.

Do sit down.

Thank you.

Have you come far, Mr Crawford?

Well, yes, about a thousand miles.

Gosh!

I've been up in Abyssinia, buying ponies.

Thank you.

Oh, delicious. That's the first glass of beer I've had since we crossed the border at Moyale.

I've had lots of horses out there.

Oh, yes. The Samales breed them.

That's Samales' nice.

Well, when I'm not sure nice is the right word, they're very grand, mostly princes.

Or say they are. And they are villains. And very bloodthirsty.

I had to pay for these ponies with Winchester rifles and smuggle them out afterwards.

And even then we lost a couple in the desert from Lyon.

You are lucky.

But I have to have a Winchester rifle if I want it one of your ponies.

I'm afraid they're all bespoke. They're for the parmurs.

Oh.

And one of the races was held up for half an hour because a silly old rhino got on the course.

And frightened the horses and jockeys into fits.

And did you have a nice time with Mrs Nimmo?

Oh, yes. A very nice time.

Oh.

Look what a lady gave me is a present.

Oh. How kind.

What lady was that?

It was the Irish lady who came to the New Year's Eve party.

Oh, and nice you had a party. Was it fun?

Yes, it was fun.

The old rank a lot of whiskey and danced.

And eight raisins dipped in burning branches.

And then the Irish lady.

And her friend, she was called Victor.

Shot holes in all Mrs Nimmo's warming pans.

Gosh, it was funny.

And Mrs Nimmo was lippage because they were heirlooms or something.

One can hardly blame him.

There was Mr. Wilson there too.

Yes, he was there.

He's a terrible funk. He hid under the sofa.

And the next morning he set his mouth felt like the bottom of a parrot's cage.

He stayed the night.

Yes, in case Mrs Nimmo was ravished.

Well, I'm glad you all had such a nice time.

And I learned all the names of the kings and queens of England.

And Scotland, us and Mrs Nimmo both think Scottish.

Quite right.

Would you like to him even sight them?

Yes, darling, of course I would.

Oh, and a man called Crawford came here for a drink.

He's had a terrible time smuggling ponies out of Abyssinia.

Well, it's nice to be back in the peace and quiet of the country.

Look.

for your country to be their east coast?

northern south

That makes me uneasy.

I always had the feeling I ought to be on my knees like some

sarcastic slave offering him a bone of rose water.

He's the only regal character I've ever encountered.

Yes, I know what you mean.

I felt like that at first.

But his manners are so perfect, he's managed to make me

feel like a cullif born to command.

So we're both satisfied.

Good morning.

You've got your wish.

It's a present for you.

What's her name?

I don't think she's got one.

She belongs to a prince.

She belongs to a rat, so is a kind of prince.

Oh, you're a little bit of a little bit of a girl.

I don't think she's got one.

She belongs to a rat.

She belongs to a rat.

She belongs to a rat.

Oh, you're a little bit of a rat.

What's her name?

I don't think she's got one.

She belongs to a rat.

She's a kind of prince.

Oh, well, then you must call her something.

They're beautiful and elegant like guinevue, clear patre.

I think I shall call her Muyale.

Thank you so much.

It's the nicest present I've ever had.

Muyale.

Where they've got them off you think they've never seen a white woman before?

It probably never has.

Goodbye, Kim.

Goodbye.

I'll take a few things I might have in there.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Why is everybody brought guns?

Keep the pannas that the village is plagued with wild guineafowls and scratch up all the seeds.

So they're going to have a shoot later.

Make a nice change from our scrawny little chickens.

Oh.

I'm so good at having them.

Just look at the view they've got.

Menace.

They believe that their god lives on the mountain.

Don't keen here.

We're changing all that.

The better I have.

I don't know.

The missionaries all fight each other.

Papers against Church of England and the Presbyterians against the lot.

No wonder the native St. Christians are a bit mad.

But Ian, you have to admit that when we've got going properly,

we'll be able to knock a bit of civilization into them and all this dirt and disease will go.

To be replaced by what?

Well, Ken Linus, education, decency, proper standard of living.

Working for the white man farming the natives land.

It's not their land.

They didn't bother to farm it properly.

They wouldn't agree.

Where you grow coffee, they graze cheapen goats.

And in a hundred years' time when you've got a few million natives working for a few thousand white men,

there could be big trouble.

No, we're lucky to be here now, I think.

At the beginning.

What made you come here in the first place?

Because my father was a colonel in the Indian army.

Posted out here to supervise the coolies building the railway.

He was an engineer.

And I stay because I enjoy it.

You can do what you like, free of the slavery of wage earning back at home.

Well, I came out here to play a small part in building up a new protectorate under the crown.

It seems a good enough reason for anybody.

As far as the Africans are concerned, they're very fortunate to come under British rule.

Eric ?

Bea ?

Well bea, lemonade, please.

If you walk by my lease.

Que johnit are —

– No, you go from the creek.

– Yes.

– No worse!

Back in more than day.

Yes?

I came and I brought WHATEN pyramid at times when me and his men knew my business was aha ....

That might be the habit.

I need a closet. Some of them are hot.

I need a closet.

The trouble with picnics is that I always eat too much.

Such a lie.

Chief himself.

I need a toilet.

I need a toilet.

I'm going to get a bath.

I'm going to get a bath.

I'm going to get a bath.

I'm going to get a bath.

I'm going to get a bath.

This is the man that killed Joe Hedman.

He's made a full confession.

Good!

Well, he's taking his time about it.

Thought he'd give in in the end.

Let it take him to my farm on the guard.

In case he escapes.

I will not escape, sir.

Good Lord.

Good morning, sir.

Save all sinners.

God save the king.

Mission boy.

There you are.

I'm going to get a bath.

I'm going to get a bath.

I'm going to get a bath.

I'll get a bath.

I'll get a bath.

I'll get a bath.

I'll get a bath.

I'm going to get a bath.

I'll get a bath.

I'll get a bath.

I'll get a bath.

I can't believe he murdered Iheadman.

Probably he didn't do it.

He didn't, actually.

Who did them?

Do you both absolutely swear not to tell anyone I'd tell you?

Yes, we promise.

Yes.

And John Bowah's size killed him.

When your head man was very drunk,

they attacked him with a panga.

Well, I never.

Who told you?

A wangle just out of Sammy.

Our head man.

And that boy is going to spend months in prison

waiting to be tried for something he didn't do.

You can't keep them out of prison in this country.

They call them Hotelia Kinky Georgi.

They love it.

Good food, plenty of gossip.

Then when the trial comes, there'll be a muddle.

No witnesses.

You know the sort of thing.

Maybe Lesoth.

I expect all Kupanias seen that justice has been done long ago.

He has.

John Bowah has been fined all his scopes.

Now he can't get a wife like he wanted.

There's real justice for you.

Elsoth, why don't you go and make sure the boys are looking after Moyali properly?

The child already knows more about Africa than all the rest of us.

Thank you.

You have me at your mercy, you know?

I've done nothing.

You don't have to.

Just exist.

Shh.

You're indiscreet.

It's too late for discretion.

Too late.

Are you, Jeez?

I'm trying to mesmerize me.

S

Damn birds, won't get up.

Mark, to date!

Miss.

Still, good style.

I think you're terribly brave to shoot at all.

It's really much less alarming when you fire at yourself than when somebody else does.

Like sins.

Sins.

When other people commit to your shot, when you commit to yourself, it seems quite natural.

Hope you're not speaking from experience, my dear.

Run.

Fuck, fuck, fuck.

Good shot, Harold.

Elphin, come back!

Come back!

Elphin, stay back!

Elphin, come back!

I was having a baby!

Elphin, I'm sorry.

You must never, never leave the line.

A female?

Fitty.

I think it's most cruel, beastly and brutal.

I'm sorry, but one couldn't tell.

I want to go home. You certainly are going home. I'll take her.

I need the rest of you to slay more Guinea far.

Come on, Elphin.

Well, I've had enough sport. If that's what a Herrewood calls Guinea far shooting.

You mustn't be unkind about Herrewood.

Perhaps not. But he's such a fine specimen, he ought to be stuffed himself.

I wish they'd stopped slucking along. I was so worried about Twinkle.

And I hate Captain Palmer.

Twinkle!

Twinkle!

Twinkle!

Thank heavens, you're all right.

Twinkle, it was awful.

Have a drink.

Yes, I will.

Twinkle!

Twinkle!

Twinkle!

Twinkle!

Twinkle!

Come, you see?

Hello, Twinkle. Oh, sure.

You've been good today.

Mm-hmm.

We'll keep you going, Elphin.

I have one more last time you've shipped to do.

And I shall come back to you.

Twinkle!

Twinkle!

Whisking so.

Sure.

There was a scandal when I ran away with Herrewood.

I was married before, you know.

I didn't.

But it makes no difference to me.

I was married at 18 to a man much older than myself.

It was a rumor, I believed, that my father lost me at cards.

I don't think that's true.

For my parents, I was married to a man.

But my parents did rather push me into it.

And I had no idea what love was all about like I do now.

There's an eastern flavor to this story.

I'm sure Ahmed would think it was all a great fuss about nothing.

The only thing he'd be interested in is how much your father might have won if he hadn't lost you.

Ha ha ha ha.

Oh, sound is down.

I was most unhappy, which was rather inconsiderate of me as it suited everyone else so well.

Thank you.

My husband bungled me off to the country to pull myself together.

And there I met Herrewood.

At a hunt roll.

Naturally.

He was sympathetic, handsome and kind.

He is kind.

We are loped.

Or they were romantic, but of course it ruined his career in the army.

He had to leave what he loved doing most.

Soldering.

So now we are here.

He gave up a lot for me.

And I hope you will find this new life some compensation.

I think he is.

It's lonely.

So you see why at least as far as I'm concerned you must keep your freedom.

You've worn me off.

But I'm not one to go hunting tigers in Bengal or climbing the Himalayas.

My heart doesn't bleed Herrewood one bit.

Besides I have time in my sight.

Don't waste it waiting for me.

I'll waste it how I like.

Well, one of us must talk to her.

If you won't I must.

All right.

I will.

Hello.

I'm not one to go.

I don't think the way you behave this afternoon was quite unforgivable.

Your mother and I are deeply ashamed of you.

The way I behaved?

Yes.

You were extremely rude to Captain Palmer.

Only because of the awful thing he did.

What Captain Palmer chooses to do or not to do is absolutely no business of yours.

It was very rude.

And indeed what makes it worse is that they've been so kind and given you the pony.

That was lettuce.

This is common.

Be that as it may. You were right in apology in the morning.

I won't.

Oh yes you will.

Bend over.

You're turning into a spoiled, impertinent, boring little girl.

Now go to bed.

I'm not one to go to bed.

I'm not one to go to bed.

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