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We are hungry.
Amen.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Thank you.
Good day, sir.
Good day to you.
What brings you to Hewlands?
Tutoring the boys here.
A Latin tutor.
I've heard of you.
I brought you into the garden.
It's just a question, Master Tutor.
Yes, I...
I suppose the air was fresh out here and I saw you with your bird.
It's a hawk.
May I?
Don't go too close.
He doesn't know you.
You know I can see it.
What is your name?
Shall I tell you?
You shall.
I shall.
You shall.
Amen.
Tell me when we kiss.
I am. Wait, I wish to see... You can't see me again.
It's ready, babe.
I was in the field helping with following you. Newborn Nana done well.
What? I... I went to the field. Did not see you there.
I was there.
Tell her to follow me.
She was there.
Have you seen the new Latin tutor?
Glover's son. The boy said he just ran out, never returns. He's supposed to
them lessons to pay off his father's debt.
I haven't seen him. I should have known better.
Like father, like son.
Now, I do believe you are the prettiest girls in the parish.
We are.
One day, I shall have my wits about me for all the suitors that will come for
you. I am the eldest.
She'll marry first.
She will not if she keeps running off to the forest like a gypsy.
Where have you been? We're expecting you hours here.
Well, working.
No, stop with me, I'm cold.
Boys, boys.
How go the lessons of humans?
Boys are no scholars.
I wonder at the notion of all that learning.
Latin for boys who will be naught but sheep farmers.
It is the putting on of animals.
That'll do.
You heard your mother.
There's enough for all.
You should be killing the boys at Hewlin's.
They're no scholars.
May I tell you something? There'll never be more of a man than you are. They are
put to honest work, unlike you.
Useless, trade -less, your fancy heirs.
All that education, not an ounce of sense.
I'm choosing those boys to pay your debts to that family, am I not?
If you're a measurable amount of debt to that family, I'm not. Stop!
For the rest of the family, do you know to be met them?
The mother only.
Not the eldest daughter?
No.
It is said the girl is the child of a forest witch.
I've been up wandering the back roads alone.
With a hawk on her arm.
A hawk? A hewlin?
Yeah. He thinks he's a pimp in the forest with an onion pump. Are you
Eliza?
The oldest daughter keeps a hawk, not a servant girl.
Yes. Yeah.
What are you doing here?
Brought you this?
What is it?
It's a new glove for your bird.
I have a glove.
Agnes!
Agnes, wait!
I know who you are.
Who am I?
Well, I... I don't know you, but I've heard... I'm the daughter of a forest
witch. Yes, people say that, but I don't... I am my mother's daughter.
I've learned many things from her.
What are you looking at?
You... Why?
I... I thought you were a man of words, Master Tutor.
Yes.
Are you not?
Speaking with people is sometimes difficult for me.
Well, tell me a story then.
A story?
Yes.
What story would you like?
Something that moves you.
Do you know the story of Orpheus and Eurydice?
Orpheus is a man of music.
He has this exquisite voice.
He's playing the kithril, which is a harp -like lyre. It's so divine.
Birds, the beasts, even the stones and the trees, they all
moved to the rhythm of his music.
Now Orpheus falls in love with this beautiful nymph Eurydice.
Soon after their marriage, Eurydice is bitten by a viper and poisoned,
courses through her body and she's killed.
And Orpheus, filled with grief, journeys to the underworld to take her back.
He charms this.
Three -headed dog Cerberus.
He beguiles Hades.
Until finally... He's allowed to take his love back with him to the world of
living, but... Under one condition.
What is it?
She must follow behind him and he must not turn around to look at her.
As they begin their ascent, Orpheus can't hear her footsteps, so he listens.
And listens, and listens, and listens.
All he can hear is the sound of his heartbeat.
And the rest is
silence.
and as he approaches the gates of the underworld he
can't contain himself any longer he turns around to look at her and she is
trapped in the underworld forever
That was a good story.
Did you like it?
Remember, Mugwort, all you brought to pass were you ready to break them out.
You're called Una, the most ancient plant.
You defy three, you defy thirty.
You defy venom, you defy aerialness. You defy the horror that stalks the land.
And you, Wave Red, plant mother.
We're open to the east, yet mighty within.
Carts creaked over you, women rode over you.
You withstood it all when you pushed back.
Is it true that you know everything about a person by touching them here?
Not everything.
You touched me here, what did you see?
I saw a landscape.
You saw a landscape?
Spaces.
Cliff tops, tunnels and oceans.
This deep, dark, black void.
Undiscovered countries.
She speaks.
She speaks. She speaks.
Hello.
Hello.
I wish to be hand -fasted to you.
No, I must be hand -fasted to you. No one else will do.
I will speak with your stepmother and your brother, and of course, they will
agree, but...
I don't care. I have no talent for waiting.
I cannot abide waiting.
Where were your parents? Your parents will never agree.
Follow me.
and her mother before her.
The women in my family are dying.
Will it make a scar?
Me?
Good day.
Yes.
Agnes, what's, uh... What's happened?
Her mother has banished her from the house.
She's not my mother.
The house belongs to my brother, but follow me.
I told you to leave.
She's with a child.
But it's yours.
Is it?
Yours?
The child in her belly. Did you put it there?
I did.
We are.
We will never run out. There is no sin in it. I'm afraid we will need our
consent. There is no sin in it. We will never get it, ever.
What?
You've been bewitched.
No.
I'd rather you went to the sea than marry this wench.
Marry?
There's no need for that.
I have no doubt that we can come to an arrangement.
John. Woman.
I am certain you are eager to see your sister before the altar.
And I'm certain you'd rather not see your boy dragged before the body court.
There's no need for that.
They said they are hand -fasted.
Only if I say so.
But why marry a pasty -faced scholar we're used to seeing?
You've got more inside of him than any man I've ever met.
Everything will change.
You.
You will change. I'm already changing.
It's been quiet in there.
In where?
The house.
Why would our mother say that if we were afraid or uncertain?
To live with our hearts open.
To shut it not in the dark, but to turn it to the sun.
He loves me for what I am, not what I ought to be.
Don't marry him, Misha.
Remember my word.
Stay with me, stay with me, or you're brought to pass.
What you really did, Reagan, was... You are called in.
The most ancient plant.
You defy the free.
You defy the bad. You defy the bad news.
You defy air illness.
You defy the horrors.
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