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What's this?

Soup.

Ah, but what's sort?

I don't know.

Don't you discuss it with Cook?

Deal?

Should I?

Should I?

Look what I bought with your wonderful birthday present.

Did it cost all I sent to you?

I thought you would like me to buy one thing with it,

and always remember it was a very good day.

I thought you would like me to buy one thing with it,

and always remember it was a very good day.

And always remember it was you who gave it to me.

No, that wasn't at all what I intended.

A thousand pounds is what you might call a capital sum,

and that means something on which you expect a return.

You shouldn't have spent it on a trinket,

if you wear a three or four times a year,

and which is most unlikely to appreciate in value.

You should have asked me to invest it, darling.

Or you could have spent it on entertaining important people

who would be of use to Tony in his career.

Ha ha!

MUSIC

The horror of the important people.

You're a lucky fan, you're not to know any.

You've got such a nasty evening ahead of us,

something important in America's.

I thought I seemed to tell you what to do with them.

And these Americans will only do the deal if they take a fancy to me.

What can you explain that?

I just know that I should be sickled over them,

and then telling you what was so important in America's.

Why would you be sick?

Because I'm in pig.

Finger!

Oh, I wonder if it...

Oh, what does Tony say?

Oh, I haven't told him yet.

Why not?

I know he'll be pleased.

Look at us up there to talk about.

Hey, you two.

And the face of the past.

What?

What did you do here?

Shouldn't you be in school?

Isn't he wonderful?

It's Christian Torbett.

He was in my house at school until he was expelled, repenting knee-fits.

He's absolutely committed to the cause.

Goodness sake, Matt.

Stay and listen to him.

We can't.

Tony would have a fix.

You don't care, do you?

You'd rather be at one of your ghastly balls.

MUSIC

How different was Pauli's ball from our ramshack and affair?

Royalty had stepped out of Lady Mondo's photograph frame and come to life.

Dusty and less glamorous poor dears, but brought all the same.

MUSIC

Awful trag!

Fella wouldn't be grinning.

He'd be dead with all those arrows in him.

MUSIC

That's a van Dijk.

MUSIC

Wouldn't you be a seven and six for it?

I saw a picture once, with the army and navy.

Shire horses in the snow.

Nothing else.

Just a bit of broken down fence and a few horses.

It was dangerous, good.

MUSIC

They might be in a rich man out of boat that.

MUSIC

I mean, you can see how cold those poor brooks really felt.

MUSIC

All this rubbish is supposed to be valuable.

That must be worth a fortune.

MUSIC

She's not enjoying herself, is she?

Wouldn't like one of my girls to look like that.

Did you have something on her mind?

Wonderful fellow mondor.

Putting up with all this foreign trash in his house, no divider.

God knows why I married that hell hag.

I'd run her if I were him.

MUSIC

So he had come after all.

MUSIC

The back of a head, when seen at a ball, can have the most agitating effect on a young girl.

There is the question, will he turn round?

Will he see her?

I must explain that the image of the Duke to Sotear, having rained in my hopeless heart for months,

had been replaced by something more serious, with more reality and promise.

MUSIC

MUSIC

Who's that, Bruce?

Why did he come here?

Evening.

May I have the pleasure of this dance?

Of course.

MUSIC

MUSIC

I am a public spirit and mondor.

I ask you, look at that sewer.

Come now, Matthew. The serves were our allies, you know.

That's a serve, is it? Just what one would expect.

Needs a shave.

Hogs, well and all.

German ambassador, this is on the round.

Third and right.

My dear Matthew, just a very man, journalist von Raven's book.

May I introduce my neighbor, Lord of all kind.

Suffer is served in the music, from the other way, Matthew.

MUSIC

MUSIC

This is going to be trouble ahead, say did?

Oh, I'm sure he'll behave himself.

Storm clouds are gathering over Europe.

We miss and dry all this while we can.

MUSIC

Excuse me, do you remember how many of us were here?

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

MUSIC

Well, she's a beauty. I quite see that.

She doesn't attract me. That's so cute expression.

I'm sure she's very dull.

Oh, nice, sweet.

What news of the Belfer?

You're still in love.

What's all this? Who is that woman?

Is it true that you're in love?

Mrs. Chad's little Corbett.

And how about love?

Nothing. Just a joke.

Good.

I should like you to be on the verge of love, but not quite yet in it.

That's a very nice day for mine, one of last.

MUSIC

Engaged.

Well, I suppose that's very nice.

Alfred Wincham, did you say?

Who is he? What is that name?

He's a Don at Oxford.

Oh, dear, Oxford.

You don't want to go and live at Oxford, surely.

Oh, I do.

In Spain, it's quite different.

Don's a somebody there, I believe.

Well, I suppose there's Mr. Thing and always settle down and write books.

It always gives a man status if he writes a book.

I advise you to start a morph on that immediately.

I'm afraid I haven't much influence with him.

Well, develop it, dear, quick.

No use marrying a man you can't influence.

Men are so lazy by nature.

Mondo, for example, forever trying to take a little nap in the afternoon,

but I won't hear of it.

Once you start that, I tell him you might as well be dead.

Now, what does your Aunt Emily think?

Oh, she's awfully pleased.

Oh, she's hopeless.

You really should ask my advice about this sort of thing.

And we'll have to get you out of it.

I'm trying to stand the long run.

Oh, no.

Why not, dear?

It isn't in the paper yet.

It will be tomorrow.

I'll tell her in Jeffrey Dawson now and have it stopped.

Please, no, please not.

She wants to marry him, mummy.

She's in love.

Love?

Whoever invented love ought to be shot.

I should have thought the example of your mother would have taught you something.

Whereas love landed her.

As for you, young lady.

Tell me, what exactly are you planning to do with your life?

Not now, mummy.

Do you intend to live at home and go mooning on like this forever?

What else can I do?

You haven't exactly trained me for a career, have you?

I've trained you for marriage, which in my opinion is by far the best career, open to any woman.

But how can I marry if nobody asks me?

You should give them some encouragement.

The number of young men who've said isn't she lovely and then gone off with some chinless little creature from Cadagan Square.

Can't you be a little jolly-er nicer with them?

No, man cares to make love to a dummy, you know, it's too discouraging.

I don't want to be made love to.

Then what do you want?

To be hanging around forever, a sour old maid, and you'll be the sour kind.

That's too obvious already.

Whizzomed up and sour.

Shut up.

Holly.

Holly.

Holly.

Linda was very ill indeed at her confinement.

The doctors told her she must never have another child as it would almost certainly kill her if she did.

Isn't it hideous?

Like a howling orange in a black wig.

Really it's kind of not to look.

What are you going to call her?

Moira, I believe.

Oh, not Moira darling. I never heard such an awful name. It's too unguying.

Well, they'll have to grow up on Moira if the crowsies are going to like it.

And they might as well like it. Because frankly, I don't.

Linda, how can you be so naughty?

You can't possibly tell whether you like her a lot yet.

Oh, yes I can.

I can always tell if I like people from the start and I don't like Moira.

She's a fearful counter-hot.

Oh, do take it away, man.

Poor thing must have caught sight of it saving the blocks.

You don't pay any attention to her.

She pretends to be a good woman.

But it's all put on.

Now you must tell me all about you and Alfred.

When are you going to get married?

In the spring.

You really love him, don't you?

Yes.

I love you all.

Fancy being able to marry a man you love.

I hate the lower classes.

Ravening big boys.

I love you all.

I hate the lower classes.

Ravening beasts trying to get my money.

I'll just let them try.

That's all.

I love them.

Anyway, I was brought up with them.

Nobody should be in Parliament who hasn't lived in the country.

My old father knows more what he's talking about in the house than you do.

The last time your father made a speech,

his only argument for keeping peer-resces out of the lords

was that they might use the peer's lavatory.

It's what they all thought, but he was the only one who Dad said.

Well, that's the worst of the house of lords.

These backwards men bringing the whole place into disrepute

with a few dot-ear marks which give people the impression

we are governed by a lot of lunatics.

Tell me.

Communism is the way for it.

Communism is the way of justice.

After a terrible war, the force of the people of the man of course is the way for it.

The weak is the Europe, sitting on the rabbit.

The work in class is being treated like dogs, kicked and beaten by their masters.

The storm clouds are gathering across Europe.

The ruling class is up-lined to the threat of war.

Appeasement is their watchword and biopasing.

They end all our hopes of peace.

It is the working classes who have most to lose if the Spanish war spreads through Europe.

It is the working classes who have been taken from their families

and made to fight like animals for their lives.

We can come together as one great brotherhood of man

to forge a better life for all classes, but we must act now.

Communism is the way forward.

Communism is the way of justice.

Communism is the only system that will say that dispossessed

throughout Europe from once again being led like cattle to the slaughter.

It is the working classes that will be taken from their families

and treated like animals in the service of their masters.

We can fight back the working people in Europe need your help

if they are to unite and fight the oppressors.

Join the struggle now!

Accept responsibility!

If you like one of these...

That was so interesting.

It was so sad about the animals.

Oh, isn't everything absolutely all?

I'm so glad somebody was listening.

You must...

I will embrace the story.

I'm so glad that you are listening.

I'm so glad that you are listening.

You must...

I will embrace the story.

You must... I will embrace the struggle of all the classes.

We must unite to make people's lives better.

I do so agree.

My brother Matt's in your old house, even.

My dad.

My dad.

Of course.

My dad's work so much.

Would you like to come and have some tea?

Just please.

But Matt wasn't in school.

I am so glad that you are listening.

I am so glad that you are listening.

And the last white letter states, the inter-master lie, his lies in the moon and rays, of the wave of the stars.

Alfred and I had just returned from our honeymoon.

You're like sir.

Wait, don't answer it.

No, no, no.

Come on, Grincham!

Would you say you should be back today?

Which I could, by the way, have me enough money now.

He's earning so many tea.

Well, Lisa got a sense to bump off a lot of idolatous priests.

Still, seems a pity to fight a second class war.

You're going to assume to be a first class one available?

No.

Your family, honestly.

No shut up, Tony.

And it's no fighting for the right side.

What people need is strong leadership.

You know, I have more and more faith in this hair, Hitler.

You know, my father visited him in Germany.

Yes, Tony.

Now, Linda, do try to behave yourself with the alter Williams.

And don't for God's sake mention your brother.

He's perfect heaven.

I never knew politics could be so interesting.

But you hate politics.

Well, it's always so boring when Tony talks about it.

You know, whether some infinitely old man is going to get some infinitely dull job.

But Christian knows so much about what people suffer and how to make life better for them.

So are you a communist now?

Well, at least one knows they're doing good, not harm, and not living on people's slavery like Celeste.

What does Christian do all day?

He's writing a book about famine.

It's so sad.

And there's this dear little Chinese comrade who comes and tells him what famine is like.

You never saw such a fat man in your life.

Linda was ready for a cause or a love affair.

And that a cause should be presented by an attractive young man, made it and him irresistible.

Well, there's an anarchist too.

I always thought that communists and anarchists were the same thing, but they're not at all.

The communists hate the anarchists except for this one, because he threw a bomb at the king of Spain.

You must say it's romantic.

Lady Polly.

Lady Polly wanted in the drawing room.

Why?

I'm not the same as...

I'm not the same as you.

Polly, dear, something terrible has happened.

Your aunt Patricia is dead.

Oh, oh.

It's the dropping off the perches. I've always dreaded when that begins.

Soon we shall all be gone.

No, I'm a munder.

I don't understand why Polly isn't here.

Sonja says she's been out for the past two days. She took a terrible badly.

I don't know, I don't know, she was particularly devoted to Lady Polly.

I'm not the same as you.

I'm not the same as you.

I'm not the same as you.

Linda.

Boy, dear, I've just been talking to the stone mason.

I thought she shall not grow old as we that are left grow old.

What do you think?

Polly, what are you doing?

It's very late.

Go and get dressed.

There's a good girl.

I've got something to tell you.

Boy and I are going to be married.

What?

What?

There's a car coming.

What?

A car!

Inside everyone.

Perfect.

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

No!

Get down, everyone!

What else will happen?

What else will happen?

What else will happen?

Good girl.

The mumbles.

Polly's going to marry boy.

But you should not go in her grave.

But his Polly's uncle.

Well only by marriage.

How could he do this to me?

A beautiful daughter.

I've always loathed that duddale.

Boy, duddale like a blasted lady's maid creeping and crawling around.

Matthew.

How could they now shoot the sewer?

Matthew, do I calm down?

After all I've done for!

When I think of all the suitable men.

I would deepen the mind if she married a banker, like Linda.

Not now, not after this.

What?

Don't mention Linda.

He's terribly upset.

Why?

She's left her husband.

What?

What?

What?

What?

What?

Don't mention Linda.

He's terribly upset.

Why?

She's left her husband.

She ran away last week with a communist called Christian Talbot.

Oh, do we know him?

We don't want to do?

No.

I want to send Polly here for a week or two.

Of course.

I can't take the other side of her.

Say dear, I rely on you.

Maybe you can make her see some sense and stop this ridiculous parade.

He was prarried.

It's...

I've put his name in the drawer.

I was invited down to welcome Linda to help with this delicate situation.

If I want to stay here for a few days, before you're in the note to grab the green.

There's plenty of food for him.

I will buy school to the post office if there's any letters.

There's his telephone there.

Rather public.

But you could always talk in bread.

Oh, you are sweet.

But I don't really see the point of making all those efforts when I shall soon be with boy for the whole rest of my life.

Besides, I don't want to annoy your mother when she's being such an angel to have me here.

I won't miss you boring when I run away.

How can you marry him, Polly?

He was used to love at him.

Dear Fanny, you don't understand anything.

I've been in love with him for years.

Of course he wasn't free to marry then.

When did he propose?

Oh boy, didn't propose to me.

I don't think he ever would have.

I mean being so wonderfully unselfish and thinking that it matters for me not being left things in wheels and all that rubbish.

Oh, is that true?

You won't mind.

Besides, he knew what a hullabaloo mummy would make.

No, I knew I'd have to do the proposing and I did.

It wasn't very difficult.

Oh, isn't being happy wonderful.

Aunt Sadie tried too.

You have to remember, dear, that marriage is a very intimate relationship.

It's not just sitting and chatting to a person.

There are other things you know.

I've seen...

No one for weeks.

They've all been avoiding me.

They think you're still in mourning.

No, no, no, no.

No, they've heard about my engagement.

They'll be coming.

Social hours.

I've been waiting for you.

I've been coming.

Social outcast.

Are you all right?

No.

Sadie I gave you this cold.

I'm sure she'd be very pleased if she knew.

Howdy, howdy, Missa.

And my dear wife.

Maybe you should delay things.

Why?

I long to marry Polly.

But it wasn't even your idea.

Well, of course it was.

Once she suggested it.

God sees all, knows all, is all.

God is shy, is a light into every corner of the human hearts.

And he does not like what he sees.

They did not ask for this war.

It is visited upon them by the forces of international fascism.

For what happens in Spain today may happen here tomorrow.

We simply can't sit back and do nothing when children are starved.

And because the tours of production, the factories and farms and things

are either hands of the awful, awful, capitalist, lost things.

They are winning.

And foreigners are toying in domestic slavery.

That is for all they say, lucky.

So we must find comments for the equality of all people.

And lock down the class barriers between us and the poor working on it here.

Not forgetting animals.

We are here.

So join the Communist Party today.

To remember those three children can trick you to the cause.

It is a disaster.

But she was so unhappy with Tony.

Literally she could never stay with her husband.

Nobody expected that.

A Christian Talbot.

If she is in love with him, he will make her miserable.

And if not, it means that she has embarked upon a career

like your mother's.

And that for Linda would be very bad indeed.

She says she is happy.

Maybe you will never sit and chat to her or concentrate upon her in any way.

And she is a woman who requires above all things a great deal of concentration.

Really, this too bad.

Being a Communist is so dying.

I had no idea.

Linda.

Don't give me some tea.

Linda.

And their parties are simply killing.

They are always held in these gloomy places.

Well, I don't see the point of sad parties, do you?

Linda.

My dear.

You are making a terrible mistake.

Left-wing people are always dreadfully gloomy because they mind so much about their causes.

And their causes are always going so terribly badly.

Oh, it's Tony taking all this.

Oh, he's awfully pleased because now he can marry his mistress without having a scandal.

Oh, Linda, his mistress.

She's a terrific counter-horn.

Father works in the foreign office frightfully grand.

Looks like a deep sea monster, you know.

What about your baby?

I wish your doors, Moira.

So that's all right.

And even for the least bit guilty, they'll all do much better without me.

Now, do tell me about Polly and boy.

Well, how could she marry him?

He groped for anyone.

It's under the table.

Do you remember when we were children all those sexy pinches on the nursery landing?

No.

Who giveth this woman to be married to this man?

Please say after me, I have a take thee, Leopoldina.

I have a take thee, Leopoldina.

No!

To be my lawful wedded wife.

To be...

To be my lawful wedded wife.

To have and to hold from the stay forward.

To have and to hold from this stay forward.

For better, for worse, for richer, for poorer.

Hampton House, Mondoore House, Craigside Castle, the property and coal mines in Northumberland,

the extensive further properties in London, and the remaining estate of your father

valued at £2 million sterling.

Since fourth be transferred to Lord Mondoore's single, surviving male heir, Cedric Hampton.

Well, who is this Cedric Hampton?

Oh, some long lost cousin.

He comes from Nova Scotia.

In Canada.

What is it?

A lumberjack.

One thing we do know is going to be terribly rich.

You mean a capitalist oppressor?

Being a conservative was easy.

It takes place within certain hours, and then it finishes.

Whereas being a communist, they have to eat up all of one's life.

Still, the comrades are such harm, Stanley.

At least one knows they're not doing any harm.

What sort of comrade runs this place?

It's a huge, perfectly silent one called Boris.

But first is his day for getting drunk.

Linger, my dear.

The third is...

The third is...

The third is...

The third is...

The third is...

The third is...

The third is...

The third is...

Un Jaguar 3.

This is a crime.

It

is some

of you have...

Nothing anywhere else before it is more.

Let's send you on, aren't we?

Have you taken your...

Your...

Your two.

earlier.

Straight things.

AllYes.

But in the end it went on.

weighingaby.

How could you get artists behind?

The Ch participate's haven.

And how do you really ask?

I didn't think anybody was home.

When are you going to get married?

Next month.

I think it's rather silly.

Once is enough.

But Mar says I'm the sort of person one marries if one's living with them.

Besides, Christian wants to.

Even though he is a communist.

Lord Merlin was right, I was happy.

But as the months passed, I feared for my friends Polly and Linda.

I feared that they had just glimpsed a mirage rather than a real happiness.

So they wouldn't of course admit it.

Anyone?

It's Lady Mont-Dor.

I'm going to my study.

Oh, don't you hear that?

I have got to finish those essays.

Oh, coward!

Oh, tea.

It's a thousand pitties just so dreadful, poor.

I hate to see you living in this horrid little hobble.

Oh, how weak you have it.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, this will do quite well.

Yes, Mont-Dor was talking to the bishop only the other day,

and he says your husband is rarely quite clever.

Oh, he is.

He's the clearest man I've ever met.

I suppose he thinks I'm a very stupid person.

No, no, he doesn't.

I suppose he thinks I never read.

Many people think that because they seem to be leading this active life,

wearing myself out for others.

I mean, it's all very well for funny little people like you who have only yourselves to consider.

And if I might offer you a little advice, Fanny, it would be to read fewer books

and to make your home slightly more comfortable.

That is what a man appreciates in the long run.

Now, dear, I want you to come to Hampton next Tuesday.

Cedric Hampton is coming to stay.

Cedric Hampton?

He comes for a fortnight. I wrote out the dates very carefully indeed.

I always do when it's a question of a country house visit.

Then there is no awkwardness about the length of it.

Oh, it's only you.

Hello.

Hello. Hello.

Do you think we should hear the motor when it comes up to drive?

Oh, I shall. I hear everything.

We're not stone deaf, you know.

I expect you'll be the outdoors type.

They all are in Nova Scotia.

Well, maybe he could help with the tree felling.

I do hope he won't bring in any mud.

We should have covered the open song.

Mr. Cedric Hampton.

Don't speak. Just for a moment.

Just let me go on looking at you. Wonderful, wonderful people.

Welcome to Hampton.

The beauty of it. This house. So romantic.

Such a repository of treasures. And above all, you too.

The most beautiful people I have ever seen.

Well, do you take off your spectacles? I should like to see your eyes.

Later, dear Lady Montor, later, when my dreadful paralyzing shyness is quite worn off.

Oh, this is a cousin of ours and a distant relation of yours, Cedric.

Fanny Wintram.

I'm enchanted to meet you, Mrs. Wintram.

You are a Mrs, I hope, aren't you?

Yes. Oh, yes. I can tell you are not a spinster.

Oh, bull!

Mm.

Saint Yarbose.

Limbauge. What very important pieces.

You're obviously an expert.

I adore France, you see. It's one's idea of heaven.

Did you live there?

I was sent to Paris by my guardian, a banker, to learn some horrid sort of job.

I quite forget what, as I never had to go near it.

Why not?

It is not necessary to have jobs in Paris.

One's friends are so very, very kind.

I've never been very fond of France. The people are so frivolous. I prefer the Germans.

Germans?

The frivolity of the Germans terrifies even one. I have a German friend in Paris.

And a more frivolous creature Lady Montor does not exist.

Oh.

He has caused me many a heartache.

I hope you'll make some suitable English friends now, Cedric.

Yes. Yes, that I long for.

But please, can my chief English friend be you?

Dear Lady Montor.

I think you should call us Aunt Sonia and Uncle Montor.

May I really?

Oh, how charming you are.

Aunt Sonia, you seem to shower happiness around you.

Yes, I do.

I live for others, I suppose. That's why.

The sad thing is that people have not always appreciated it.

They are so selfish themselves.

You were in India here. They must have worshipped you there.

I can see you riding on your elephant like a goddess.

It was quite touching.

And of course, we did a very great deal for them.

I think I may say that we put India on the map.

Hardly any of one's friends in England had ever even heard of India before.

We went there, you know.

How fascinating.

Did you keep a journal when you were there?

Oh, please say yes, I would so love to read it.

It's really a sort of scrapbook.

Journeys upcountry.

Letters of appreciation from Rogers.

And Indian poetry translated by Montor.

Oh, okay.

Prayer of a widow before Sooty.

Death of an old mahut.

Touching, isn't it? Makes you cry.

Oh, I must read it every word I can hardly wait.

From that moment there was no question of Cedric coming to Hampton for a fortnight.

He was obviously there for good.

And after dinner, Aunt Sonia, will you let me see you in your jewels?

My jewels.

Have you some maculage in your bag, dear, and a coom?

Not you, you.

Oh, never mind.

We've got to show the burn structure so beautiful on you.

I think we'll have to find you a new coifer.

Over the next few months, Lady Montor became transformed.

It goes quite hard.

And in the morning, you can't smile.

Not a glimmer. Not even at one.

So you can't telephone until you've removed it.

Because you know if you telephone smilelessly you sound cross.

And if it happened to be one on the other hand, well,

one couldn't bear that.

Before you come into a room, say brush.

Brush.

I got it out of the very old book on deportment.

It fixes this very gay smile on one's face.

Brush.

Brush.

No, no.

Brush.

Brush.

Yes.

Brush.

Brush.

Brush.

Brush.

Brush.

Darn.

So young, so delicious.

I do hope I should be just like her when I'm a hundred.

Darling, darling, mother.

Aren't they him? Men like that.

Nature's form of birth control, I always think.

Look how she adores him.

No, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Cedric Dars.

Veron.

Mm.

You have done well for yourself.

Not bad for a working girl.

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Early in 1939, the population of Catalonia

streamed over the Pyrenees into France,

and they found no promised land for the French put them into camps

and forgot all about them.

Christian rushed off to Perpignon to work with the refugees,

and he sent for Linda to join him.

Hello.

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