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It's not a problem.
Saturday afternoon, after the embarrassing disastrous dinner party of last night,
there was an awful quiet about Miss Rule.
I think the children felt that missing out on a pantomime was an excessive and unfair punishment.
I had pleaded all I could, but their father had been adamant.
He'd ridden off to the barracks, leaving behind a quietness,
which in this household was distinctly ominous.
Nice and clean, lovey.
Nasty washed my face and hands and knees as hard as hard.
Good girl.
What am I going to do?
I had to think.
The devil soon finds work for idle hands.
But there's nothing to do.
I thought of cleaning out your bedroom cupboard, or renting a pen of four or two,
or tidying them books in the nursery.
It's Saturday afternoon.
That's right. My afternoon off.
Where are you going?
It's far away from this madhouse, it's the ferry to Parramatta will take us.
I'm hungry.
Is it your bed?
Can't I come to?
You were told to spend the afternoon in your room without any luncheon.
Not fair.
Haven't been for the Mrs. Carmine and Dan.
Your father would have skinned you alive.
Counts yourselves lucky. Both of you.
Wouldn't do any harm to let me come too.
Oh, wouldn't it?
Where you go, Miss Thiego's trouble.
You promised the Mrs. Chabarn the general this afternoon, remember?
Oh, he's asleep. Why can't I come?
Now listen to me, young girl.
It don't take much imagination from anyone to work out who was behind
all that go on of last night and today.
I didn't.
Oh, no.
You weren't the one who went in and asked for the roast file.
You weren't the one who spilled the varnish all over his best uniform.
But it don't take a genius to work out where the trouble started.
You got the devil in you, my girl.
Who? Fancy believing in Devs.
If I was you, I'd mind my peace and kooz for a while, if I was about.
It comes a point where not even the Mrs. Carmine down and he's just about reached it.
You take my advice. If you don't want the heavens to fall,
you just sit here quiet as a mouse at home and try to behave like a little angel for once.
Not that that's possible.
Why couldn't we go to the pants of mine after what you locked in?
Come on, baby.
You two. Get.
I know what I'm going to do.
I'm going to run away and be a missionary.
Weren't the cannibals be pleased?
She's not fair enough.
You were ordered to stay in your room.
Pig!
Pig yourself.
When I think of it, those six beast little digby smiths watching our pantomime from our seats with their six beast little eyes.
Twelve beast little eyes.
What do you so far as anywhere I'd like to know?
Oh, Judy.
If it wasn't for him, we could be stuffing ourselves on roast foul three times a day and going to pantomime every night.
Except on Sundays.
We could have a sort of religious pantomime.
If him, his name, was a gorgeous little cherub, but no collection and no liturgy.
Oh, Judy.
And terribly holy.
And I hope those nasty little digby smiths fall over the balcony and get squashed flat.
Judy, really.
And I wish you'd finish that stupid book and stop being lady Isabel.
You are too childish.
Where's Esther?
Meg, you're in a dream.
She left a visit Aunt Maud's ages ago.
Don't you remember?
She said you had to fix father's uniform.
Oh, Meg, don't say you've forgotten.
And Pip's gone to get the dog card to take it to the barracks.
And father's waiting.
I didn't hear. I didn't.
What was I supposed to do?
Meg, you must have heard.
You were to clean with benzene.
I'm always putting a cool place to keep warm and bake till brown.
She told you.
Margaret.
Surely you heard.
But I didn't.
Why didn't you tell me?
I'll throw you for curious.
Judy, you beast.
Makes you darling. She's only teasing.
Bake till brown.
Esther cleaned her ages ago. It's all wrapped up ready.
Judy, honestly.
You go too far.
Poor lady Isabel.
Oh, she suffers.
Hi Judy.
Oh.
Oh.
Oh.
Fetch us the coat, will you, Fierce?
You lucky thing's going to town?
It's no pleasure, Johnton Miss.
And it's high time we were leaving.
I'm coming back by ferry.
Look here, why don't you come too?
There's enough room.
And I've got just enough for the fairs home.
Could I? Why not?
I can't. I promised Esther to leave.
I'm coming back by ferry.
Look here, why don't you come too?
There's enough room.
And I've got just enough for the fairs home.
I can't. I promised Esther I'd mind the general.
Could we bring him too? He wouldn't cost anything.
No, Miss Judy.
What harm would it do? It'd be all right.
We'd be back before Esther gets her.
Hours.
Oh, you better put something over that dress. It's pretty awful.
Wait for me.
If the captain finds out this'll cost me my job.
Oh, go and eat, coat pad. It'll be all right.
You're a wicked lot. And that limousatums are worse, do you?
Yeah.
Come on.
Quick move! Quick move!
Oh, now the two of you, mind you go straight in,
and then straight to the ferry and straight home.
And no shenanigans.
Ah, yeah.
You do look a bit peculiar in that regard.
Poots, you know what you wear. It's how you wear it.
Oh, that's my soul, it's young Philip.
Oh, good afternoon, sir.
And which is this one? Young Helen, called Judy.
Hello, Colonel Whitmore.
And this must be General Walcott himself.
Good afternoon, sir.
Continue to grow like that to soon be a field marshal.
We're taking a parcel to Father, sir.
Well, I won't stop him, I'll add. Got a busy day ahead of me.
Got a new commanding officer.
Regimental dinner's all that stuff.
Oh, yeah.
There's something for you to make yourselves ill on the way home.
Golly, thank you, sir. Thank you very much.
Thank you.
Half a crown, each.
Coconuts, tarts, and save the rest of the football.
Where do I come in?
I vote, jujans, ice cream, and a wax doll.
Wax, grandmother. You're the only girl I know with a nuss,
insta, hate dolls. Fizz, what do we do?
I know in warmest half there.
Where? Bondi aquarium.
We couldn't.
Halfway there, ten minutes in a tram.
Merigur round, switchback, skating, and only a penny ago.
Good iron, and enough left over for some Bond's attacker.
Oh, we can't.
Why?
There's a kid, just like a girl, what did you bring him for?
Well, I didn't know, did I?
Couldn't we get someone to mind him?
Who?
What are our fathers for, anyway?
Eh?
Isn't it right and proper that fathers should look after their sons?
You're not serious.
And doesn't he deserve for giving away our pantomime ticket?
Now, Fizz, hold on.
And isn't Bondi aquarium too good to miss?
Look, we could leave the general and father's office here.
Sleep for hours.
What's the harm?
We couldn't.
Look, there he is.
To be there for hours.
Hey.
Judy.
Time for a pass.
Pa. Pa. Pa. Pa. Pa.
Pa. Pa. Pa.
Hey.
Hi.
Hi.
Hi.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, babe.
Hey, babe.
Fizz, I'm not sure.
He'll be safe.
I've shut the door.
We'll only be gone in an hour.
Getting to an awful row.
Oh, come on, Pip.
Hey.
Hey, Bob.
Time for a pass.
Quickly, big business here.
Stick to me in our room.
Ralph!
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Hey, Bob.
Well, phosphorus move.
Well, I realize there's always many things on theUR.
Well, but I'm sure the reason is because of the excess of the sugar bow.
I'm sure, Bob.
It's super simple.
It's hard.
Yeah, and they have this type style to be air.
It'sancy that you want to see here?
The general's gone.
Father must have it unless you swan it away.
We best look for him.
Nice hole we're in.
The awfulest thing we've ever done in our lives.
Father will be too angry to hear excuses.
Look, you've got us into this.
Now you better get us out.
Oh, I didn't think it would turn out like this.
Come on, let's go over here.
You shouldn't see an old walk-on.
His face was purple.
I can imagine.
The kid was a jolly little beggar.
Jam and dirt all over him.
And you know I spit and polish woolly.
Good as a circus.
He's not my father, you're speaking of.
You're Miss Walkout, aren't you?
Miss Helen, Mookout.
He's my father here.
He left about half an hour ago with a little fellow.
Your father was most annoyed.
Oh, Lord, we better get home.
He couldn't work out how he got up onto the couch.
It'll be best to take our punishment without making any excuses.
Great help, you are.
I didn't mean father to be laughed at.
He's here.
What?
In the stern.
Angry?
As glam as a boy wallaby hanging onto the general as if he'll fly away.
We're in for it now with a low question.
Come on.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
Oh I'm going to go for it.
Mal Jamki didn't survive.
I was going to go.
Oh modified his back.
Oh well.
A technician called Officeryd tinkelon
and delivered for piloting.
Amos said he was obsessed with his phone
and the thing happened was that's not backing this reviewed for my picture.
Jesus pleases me that thing.
You contemptible curgo to your room at once.
And you, young lady, wait for me in my study.
But father, Pip didn't have anything to do with it.
I'm to blame.
Then his punishment was earned. He is too easily led.
By you.
In point of fact, they are all led to the same.
Why?
Why do you force me to punish you?
I'm sorry, Father.
Are you?
Do you know you are a bad influence on the rest of the children?
You have certain unusual traits.
Your mother recognized this before she died.
I am forced to the same conclusion.
I am forced to be a good friend.
I am forced to be a good friend.
I have assumed your mother that I would take special care with you.
There seems no doubt that you are highly intelligent, perhaps more so than the others.
It is therefore necessary to make a special provision for you.
You will understand that the course I have decided to take is for your future benefit.
Yes, Father. But what?
But as all for the present, you will go to your room.
You have decided.
Yes.
Don't do this, John. Please?
Esther, I told you I have made up my mind. There is no other course.
Please, John, don't.
What do you suggest?
I have not.
I have not.
I have not.
I have not.
I have not.
I have not.
I have not.
I have not.
I have not.
I have not.
I have not.
I have not.
What do you suggest? That I ignore it?
After all, you persuaded me to practically ignore it when she made an idiot of me in front of my new commanding officer.
Why should I worry about appearing a fool before the entire barrack?
You know she didn't mean...
That is hardly the point.
You are very severe with Pip. Don't you think that's punishment enough for her, too?
You failed to understand. I am doing this not as a punishment, but as a corrective.
Her behavior shows a complete lack of a sense of responsibility.
But she's such a...
That has unusual qualities.
I promise to take a special care with her.
That is simply what I am doing.
Well, I think you're being quite...
quite cruel and heartless.
As to you're speaking like a child.
If I'm a child, then perhaps I can feel more than you what this will mean.
Still in there?
Yes. Nobody's shouting either.
That's a change.
Are you all right?
Of course I am.
I'm sorry, Pip.
He didn't hurt much. He never does when he's really waxy.
I tried to tell him it was my fault.
We should just beat me and get it over with.
I told him he could beat me twice instead. He didn't.
Well, sure. It was brave.
Could you see I cannot afford to risk any more.
This entire household depends upon my extremely bigger pay.
Its future will depend upon my advancement.
Surely you could...
John, please. Please.
You said only this morning you knew how difficult it had been for me.
Don't please make it any more difficult.
Don't you see if you do this to the children?
One day.
Just once. Will you try to see my side?
Will you take my part and not the children?
John, I'm sorry.
Will you stop seeing me as they obviously do with some sort of tyrant and oppressor?
Can't you appreciate the position I am in?
A large family? A captain's pay?
Dear Heaven, we have little enough time together.
Nowadays it seems taken up entirely with arguments,
please, recriminations, tears and always the children, the children.
Surely your first duty is to me.
As to what is happening.
I can't lose you.
Our marriage means more to me than anything.
Now let there be an end to this.
I did hear.
I think he said something about...
sending you away.
Oh, Meg, he wouldn't.
But he mustened. He mustened. He couldn't be so cruel and horrid.
I'll come with the juzu. I'll have to come too.
Oh, don't be idiotic. Of course he wouldn't send me away.
The whole place had just folded peace.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
He couldn't.
It should be like dying.
I'm sorry.
He couldn't.
It should be like dying.
The Mrs. Burton boarding school for young ladies, Mount Victoria.
He's only trying to frighten me.
I'm sorry.
Hello, beautiful.
You shouldn't come here. I told you.
Can't keep away.
Come on. Give us a kiss, eh?
Oh, come on.
The afternoon tees. Children will be finishing lessons soon.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
The afternoon tees. Children will be finishing lessons soon.
Ah!
I can't shoot this by space, buddy. Please, pick yourself.
Hey, you got something for that. No, a bunch of you.
I'll specialize in it.
Did you hear me?
Let me go. He pulled my hair.
Miss Eleanor, I am surprised. And you've plenty to marry a duke.
I'm not afraid, is Martha? I told you.
Yeah, yeah, I know. They'll be surprised.
You look much older, Vicki, for me.
Really? How does one make them behave?
Oh, Martha, my coat, please.
Oh, dear me, my head just drops.
One is supposed to find teaching or rewarding profession, but...
Really, sometimes it seems the pity of the captain is unable to send them all away to school.
But then, of course, I wouldn't have.
Thank you, Martha.
We'll miss the really first great intelligence of young Helen.
Thank you, Martha.
She will be going to boarding school?
Couldn't say.
Oh, I had an excellent establishment.
You know, we must elect the Mrs. Burtner. Very strict, but kind.
Oh, good afternoon, Miss Marsh.
Good afternoon, Philip.
And how are you liking the grammar school?
Very well, thank you.
Well, that is excellent. Yes, sir.
Well, goodbye.
Goodbye, Miss Marsh.
Oh, thank you, Martha.
Dear me, the days are growing chilly, are they not?
Hey, old great Caesar.
It's from the school.
I dressed to your father.
Thank you.
OK.
Martha, you will prepare Helen's clothing.
She will be leaving for Mount Victoria next Monday.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
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