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Please.

What's the last name of the parish?

What's the last name of the parish?

What's the last name of the parish?

Because it is.

And why aren't we called the Stala?

Because we're not.

Why? You don't know why.

But honestly, Adrian, you're a noise little pig.

Because Mama chose.

She told us.

Because she promised Grandfather Posh.

She'd use.

I wish you'd grow up.

You'll be sorry when I do.

You'll be sorry you were such a feast.

And I've found enough crusade like Richard the Lionheart.

Nobody goes on crusade now to pass.

So if I want.

Mama, I could go on a crusade, couldn't I?

I could go out and fight evil.

What did your father do?

All fighting is evil.

But what about Colonel Bae-en-Powell?

A matricame?

He wasn't evil.

Work is before.

His Gantcy lady went out.

She is a wicked enchantress.

The castor's spell of being.

So he had to shut up, ain't he?

Shut up.

I'll kick you if you do it.

Please, please, boys, be patient.

I'll be fine.

I'll be fine.

I'll be fine.

I'll be fine.

I'll be fine.

I'll be fine.

I'll be fine.

I'll be fine.

I'll be fine.

I'll be fine.

William.

William.

What?

What's Georgia for?

A booking.

Or a bad king.

I don't know.

Does it matter?

It must matter once to some people anyway.

Where's your bin, Clark?

Are you going to eat that?

No.

Please, Mark?

I've changed our sweet theme.

Made some moving.

I think it's a night.

What's wrong?

Why's your face scratched?

It's an accident.

What sort of?

Adrienne!

What kind of?

What is it?

What sort of?

What sort of?

What sort of?

What sort of?

I don't know.

Well, it's a dream.

In fact, I need to be fine.

It's a dream.

I'm not a fool.

I'm a fool.

I'd love to be fine.

Adrian.

Mark?

It's over, Rose.

I have finished it once and for all.

Is my Mark crying?

But why is he crying?

Shut up, you are a little pig and sit down.

Rose.

My darling Rose.

I understand.

Oh, he can't.

He's tall.

It doesn't matter.

Nothing does as long as you've seen.

I do.

But he agrees more than anything else in this world.

Will you tell the boys about him now?

Of course.

Not here.

Not right.

And I shall.

Look.

Is it a game, Papa?

You saw the lady with the young boy?

The enchantress?

What?

He's being silly.

Who are they, Papa?

Well, the boy is my son.

Do you understand?

Not Marz.

No, he was with his mother.

Do you both understand?

I do.

You've got two wives.

And that's illegal.

No.

No, your mother and I are not married.

Why not?

I thought I'd love you.

It's wrong of me to treat your mother's.

William, do you agree with more of a family, the three of us, than Marz?

What's the boy's name?

Philip.

I didn't think I loved him.

Philip, do you agree with more of a family?

I don't care.

She must.

And you don't.

Nothing is black and white in this world.

If you agree, we're happy together.

Why aren't you happy with her?

Her, I mean.

Yes.

Yes, I was.

Before you met Marz.

No.

I loved her.

You didn't have to tell us.

You only learned it later.

With more pain, believe me.

This was supposed to be a holiday.

Yes.

Yes, I'm sorry, William.

I don't care.

You needn't think I care.

I don't care about any of it.

It's all, it's all rock.

The bar.

I think we should.

Talk about this with your mother.

Hmm?

Please scratch your face.

William, go on.

It's your turn.

No, in a minute.

It's 6-2.

No.

What's the bastard mean, William?

Oh, you know what it is.

I don't.

Yes, you do.

It's a swear word, like, like bitch and bloody.

Is this a bad one?

No.

I don't.

I don't.

I don't.

I don't.

I don't.

I don't.

I don't.

People say it to mean something bad.

But you said before breakfast, if someone calls you bastard, you let knock his teeth out.

No, I won't.

Well, I will, if it's bad.

It's not worth it.

Why not?

Because you're a bastard and you're so am I.

Janna?

How are you, Michael?

It's got a few to come to London.

It is.

I always hated this townhouse.

Is Mark not?

He came with me.

He'll be up presently.

Me, I offer you a whiskey.

I'll ring for something.

No.

No, thank you.

Mark wanted me to explain before I advised me it wasn't necessary for you to meet, but he felt it'd be even more honorable.

I'm sure he did.

I'm sorry, Janna.

It's most distressing to act for Mark against you.

It's all right, Michael.

It's not all right at all.

I said I'd stay on America if that is a condition for keeping the children.

Have you come to tell me that I can't?

Is that what Mark once explained?

The rothing was quite firm, Janna.

It's true you sought the judicial separation, but don't agree with us.

God bless you.

I'd like to say yes.

Damn the boss I have to talk to you like this.

Dear Michael, I've lost my plea, haven't I?

They agree with him.

I'm not a fit person to be entrusted with the gentleman's children.

It had been, Janna, if you'd suffered divorce.

No, that bloody woman won't get anything from me.

How are you, Janna?

I'm well enough in the circumstances.

She's been told about the children.

Miss Mark Elizabeth is too young.

Well, she's old enough.

All of them with me are oxford.

I have the right to see them.

Do we talk about that?

Damn it, I don't know about the settlement.

Mark she does have the right to see them.

That they visit her and to be married.

To see me or that damned house?

If you won't speak to me, Mark, why have you come?

I wanted to be sure.

I wanted no tricks.

You wanted to ask me again for a divorce, but you lost your temper and got.

Are you going to tell her about the settlement?

She knows. Tell her. I want to.

Yeah, her too.

Janna, you want to...

I'm to receive £500 a year.

In addition to the maintenance, he is obliged to pay.

If I conduct myself with decorum, with the outward appearance of a lady, at least, I may sometimes see my children.

If and when and where he thinks proper.

I hope that satisfies you, Mark.

If she's staying here tonight, I should be at my club.

Will you take me to Paddington, Michael?

If the girls and young you, if the banana comes, I travel at Roxas with him.

I've decided to take them myself.

No, Janna, you may not. Mark, expressly forgets that.

I'm not going to be here.

Good time. It's a fast train. We should arrive in Trueriff at the West of Kewish Collection.

May I see Phillip once more before he joins the others?

Sorry, Janna.

I'm desperate to say that he and Mark are sitting straight to Oxford at the end of town.

Mark will never let me see the boys again. That's the truth, isn't it?

Well, right, Janna.

Come to Penn American this evening.

Why do you practise law, Michael?

Don't you understand, Janna?

I am the... you... aggrieved, isn't it, right?

Agrieved, perhaps he is.

Yet the law says that I am the one to be punished.

Is that fair, Michael?

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

You're being punished.

Is that fair, Michael?

And if it is not, why do you practise law?

Redfin's notebooks areis lined byev

Where is everybody?

Medley?

There you are.

Why were you not on the steps?

Carson is there, madam.

He is now. Where were you?

Will you take tea, madam, or is it too late?

I'd like something hot.

Well, cook us down down the fires, madam.

Where are the children?

I really couldn't say, madam.

Well, sense I'm undefined them and tell them that I wish to see them.

And you'll not be taking tea. Very good, madam.

I said I'd like something hot.

I could perhaps find a cold collation, madam.

Hot, if you please. Hot, madam.

And when Carson has finished gossiping, perhaps he'd be good enough to bring up my bag.

It's what I've told you so funny, madam.

I'm sorry, madam.

But to have brothers you don't know. And another mother.

You have one mother? That's all.

Of course I know that. But what am I to call her?

Oh dear, it will be most... most?

What is Quizada called it?

Flexing. That's it, flexing.

Who said all you could say about it?

Well, it's not really a surprise, is it?

I mean, you and Papa. And we're all told...

You? Do stop playing with the window and help?

We're glad you brought me all. Sobs have become Johnny Incio.

Incio. That's what I said. Midia's been drawn twice.

What? Oh, never mind. What did you mean, Marianna? You were all?

You were told. That's all.

Mark.

May I wear my fur police when we go?

Please, Mama, I never wear it here and it's so done.

D'you see me told what?

About Papa.

And her.

And the others.

Who told you?

If I hadn't.

One of the iron mighty servants he's so afraid of would surely have done.

All prattle tongues they be.

You had no right, Grisilda.

It didn't do them a mite of iron and safety the trouble.

Grisilda, what am I going to do?

All's done and no more to be said. They won't let me see Philip.

Eat only moon over the lad. Better set your mind on the little one to come.

Grisilda, please. Don't bully me.

I need that.

You're right.

You're right.

You're right.

You're right.

You're right.

You're right.

You're right.

You're all right, Gris.

Just as soon as you let the mittox in.

Of course, madam.

I'm sorry that you must find any position.

I also have said madam, but I expect no difficulty.

I have a reputation.

Of course, forgive me.

You will be good. All of you.

Madam says a gentleman always thanks the end in driver.

Can I do that?

Yes.

Oh, yes, he should.

No, come on, love.

Bye.

Well, I don't think he should. He just wants to swang.

Oh, by the way.

You are right, won't you? All right.

Every week.

Jan, I cug.

I'm a love.

Lani, come along, dear.

Come along, all of you.

Come along, is she?

Yeah.

I'm so glad.

I'm so glad.

I'm so glad.

Right?

Right.

Hey!

Oh, oh.

Oh, baby!

It's great cheering,

I'm not going to be a good friend.

I'm not going to be a good friend.

I'm not going to be a good friend.

I'm not going to be a good friend.

I'm not going to be a good friend.

I'm not going to be a good friend.

I'm not going to be a good friend.

I'm not going to be a good friend.

I'm not going to be a good friend.

I'm not going to be a good friend.

I'm not going to be a good friend.

I'm not going to be a good friend.

I'm not going to be a good friend.

I'm not going to be a good friend.

I'm not going to be a good friend.

If you're still capable of thinking about yourself.

There are gone

majors in college,

who want to go anywhere.

Honcha...

Oh blue,

oke,

does that hurt?

Are you always saying something too?

Okay,

What children per part are there more than that boy?

How long have they been at Alan Gate?

Three weeks.

My mother wrote to you.

I thought he was only going to be that horrid boy.

That horrid boy is a brother.

Philip.

Half brother you said.

That means half of him. Isn't my brother.

Doesn't it?

He won't be sharing my room, I hope.

Show what they do.

Oh, please, per part. Please.

Let me share with William.

Oh, please, per part.

No fear.

I don't want you piggy with me.

You will both do as your mother has decided, hm?

I'm upset with this foolishness.

Oh, there you go.

Down.

Please, per part.

We're in the garden, Mark.

We're past that.

Ah.

Come on.

You little little super-parn.

Here are your brothers, William and Adrien.

And that handsome young man boy is his Marcus.

The lovely young lady is Mariana.

You there and little Jan.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello.

Come along, Adrien.

Where are your manners?

He's shy.

No, I'm not.

You're at winter, aren't you?

For the last of them, they got eaten next time.

You'll have to be jolly good at cricket then.

Coach, as I could be.

And I have seen WG.

You have, I say.

Do you play croquet?

Yes, where did you see WG?

Oh, we saw him at the parks.

They were playing at the university.

Party was up there last week.

Do you think you played a hundred before then?

And God for cricket.

Put that down.

It's mine.

It's private.

She've been loving.

I haven't.

Dearest Mumma.

She's not, you know, not now.

We're a slut.

Put it down.

You get off that bed.

It's mine.

It's private.

You can keep you off in bed.

You can keep you off in less than...

I'll punch you!

Go on, just you try.

Go on.

Adrien, Philip, come for team ideas.

Now, the catch!

Oh, please.

Wait, you've got to know how many fours.

Put the child down now, hm?

She's no weight.

What do you want to exert yourself too much?

Oh, a hawk.

She's so pretty.

Well done.

Philip should be here.

I must give him time.

T in his room isn't giving him time.

Dangerous indulgence.

Mark, he's cried so much.

Also, pity is now excuse.

William's becoming quite the little sportsman, isn't he?

Adrien, the ball!

I'm not sure.

Adrien, the ball!

You're supposed to be playing as well.

Adrien, where are you going?

Oh, dear.

I do hope he's not going to get like Philip.

Here, here.

I hate people who have to be nasty.

Yes, people don't have to be nasty when things are other people's fault.

Fresh in all your hands.

Adrien!

Adrien, are you up there, Adrien?

Yeah, he plays like a bib on myself.

I know, my dear.

But could you come down now?

Please?

Adrien?

Oh, Adrien.

Oh, pastry.

You don't want them, do you?

You don't want any of them.

You dear silly boy.

They are your father's children.

I love him.

I love you.

Look, I shouldn't have loved all of you.

Not him.

All of you, my love.

Particularly Philip at this moment because he's so unhappy.

I couldn't she keep them.

I couldn't she.

You guys!

How do you do that?

Easy.

Easy, expert.

Okay, President's office.

You okay?

Sorry, President putting on?

Don't you think?

Yeah, I'm 22.

A minute after night.

I Maeve.

Alright, haven't we seen she is?

I'm out there.

Okay.

up.

Me now?

We have a soldie.

That was useful.

Cheese.

Remimoo.

What the fuck is she like?

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You really were, wasn't he?

Grace, over!

You beast! You've carved your initials on my tree house! That's my tree! Nobody owns a tree!

Yes we do. The pub gave me that tree. And you've got no idea.

I can if I want to. No you can't. This is our house. Not yours. Nobody wants you. Nobody wants a rotten spoil sport like you.

Shut up! Why can you stay with your mother? Shut your bloody mouth!

Madam! Madam!

For God's sake.

You beast! You beast! You beast!

I'll show you. Come to me. You beast! Don't look! You beast!

Mark! Mark!

God knows that they're trying to bounce to this. Now judge you first. The doctor's on his way, so judge you old on me old on me.

I'll just write that.

Did Pa beat you? No. He didn't. That's because he'd have had to be Adrian too. You really are behaving lawfully.

I don't care. Why didn't you run away then? You're always talking about me. I shall.

Well I'm 16. And good riddance. Why don't you run away to Pammarik? Because they put mine prison. Oh fudge. That's not true. And you know it.

It is. She told me. When? When did she tell you? You haven't seen her. And but Pa reads all her letters to us.

Anyway, she doesn't care about you. Oh, Panch you were saying that! I wouldn't try it because I just might scratch your eyes out.

She doesn't care about any of us now. And good riddance to her. I like it here.

My lamb. Here he be my lamb.

A little devil wouldn't wait for no doctor. Up here enough for the old gresald.

Here he be my lamb. Take it away. Don't you talk like that. Take it away!

We didn't have to go back out. What's your say?

Good. Good. Good. Good. Good. You're going to show tea for me.

You like to eat. You should come to Oxford. Oh do you shut up. Do you even know it's from her?

I do. I source in the hall. You should come to Oxford, Pa. Did you come to Oxford, Pa? I say that sounded just like it. You should come to Oxford.

Your sister Elizabeth. Will we join us soon? She cries. She's always crying. Your mother has had a baby. A brother for you.

A baby? Well what's it called? Jan Eve. What did you really know? Jan Eve was your grandfather's name.

He was called Lawrence. Your mother's father? Oh. Him.

Pa, maybe go out in the motor again. Before term starts. Oh please.

Please. Please. Please. Please. Please. I'm going to take a turn.

It's not too late to change your mind. I'm going to Roslyn, Michael. We're going home to Roslyn.

That's foolish, Jan. I've hated it every minute, every second.

You know the terms of the separation. Why are you doing this? Mark will not let the children go to Roslyn.

Then I'll go to Oxford to visit them. Jan. I won't stay in this evil house any longer. It's possessed.

Mark asked me to warn you that if you read... What did you say about Jan Eve's? Does he feel guilty? Tell me he feels guilty.

The girls were to visit you before Christmas. Mark will not let them go to Roslyn.

Are they finished up there? All that, sir. I'll see you to it. Thank you, sir.

Excuse me, Jan.

Please, do you want to see me go? Will you, Madeline? No, Madeline. And will you forgive me? For what? I was... I should have understood.

It would give me all the staff, Madeline. Great satisfaction to think that one day we may see you at Pemmeric again.

No. Never. Thank you, Madeline. Goodbye.

Goodbye, Mrs. Castellac.

I'll see you at the captain, then.

Oh, Michael. Isn't it? It's not wonderful. I'll see you to the captain, then.

Gerald Ross, they'll have run down a bit.

The heart went out of it when his wife died, but I'll put it back.

Don't you? That's what I am. It always was. My father's wife.

Much more than that. Mark's a damn fool. No. He'll understand in time. And let the children come.

Jan, you mustn't come. I must. And I do. And you said you'd write to him.

I did better. I'll go to Oxford. I was once became advocate, modest visitor.

Dear Michael.

Krollus, will you send the carriage on Saturday? I should be visiting the child.

Now, let's go and have tea and we'll talk.

Are you not being a little hard on her, my dear? It's not your.

Dear Rose.

You're prepared to think the best of everyone.

Aren't we obliged to?

Michael, you know this move to Roslyn isn't quicksotic.

You know, Jan, I... She's not given her own way. She takes it.

It leaves everyone else, but surely accepted. Haven't you had your own way, Mark?

What devil I have? I want her to divorce me. She won't?

Is that having my own way?

They'll come to no arm at Roslyn.

They are not hobbledy-hoy yokell children. They're proper places at Penn Mary.

Besides, that woman's not going to trick me.

The course decision is still valid, isn't it? I may still determine where and when they meet her.

Of course.

Will you tell her that Elizabeth is happy now?

Rose, indeed I will.

How is the child, little Janine?

Damn the child, we don't want to hear about it.

Michael, are you my lawyer or are you not?

Oh, don't...

Well, if you wish to withdraw, be good enough to say so.

As your lawyer, Mark, I shall, of course, act upon your instructions.

It has your friend and Janice.

I'm not obliged to like them.

Excuse me, Rose.

It was no good, Grislda.

Michael tried.

It was no good at all.

Mark, will not let me see those boys.

And if I wish to see the girls, I must visit them in London.

And then only with his consent.

I tried to tell he wouldn't listen. He never listens.

Surely, I had the right.

But nothing in marriage lines about right and wrong.

Only woman a vain man.

How can he be so cruel, not only to me but to them?

He wouldn't be cruel to them. Not one of them, would he?

Please don't start that again, Grislda.

What's that motherless little Mike going to say about he?

Little Janice.

I don't want to talk about it.

A pemmeric on his own abandoned by his mother.

Don't you think that's cruel?

Shall we go in? Win suddenly cold.

Mrs. Pemma.

It pains me to admit it.

But that woman was acquired some taste.

Whatever my son told the courts.

She stopped very well.

Doing very well in Thly's effort.

Breeding should be instinctive.

Even so.

The place has improved beyond recognition since my cousin Giles has days.

He took no pride in Pemmeric, you know.

This isn't just a house.

It's an inheritance.

Mrs. Pemma must have won.

I thought Mark would understand that.

Can you tell me why he abandoned this?

All this for some wretched nursemaid.

Rose Parish, isn't it?

Mrs. Pemma, as Mark's friend, I may not comment on his personal affairs.

If you wish to consult me as his solicitor, how about...

Don't be tired, some man, and have the goodness to wait until I come to the point.

I'd be obliged if you would, madam.

At least you've got something else in your veins besides ink.

But don't be too impertinent.

I must ask why you're here.

Against his wishes, you mean, don't you?

I've had no instructions to deny you, entry.

I should have not.

But I must ask.

Why have you come to Pemmeric?

To see the place of my birth once more?

I know long enough to find my home.

I'm no longer a young woman, Mr. Vincent.

I'm sure you have.

Please don't try to be gallant. It will only embarrass us both.

I'm sorry.

What does it do you wish me to do, Mrs. Pemma?

I want to see that woman, his wife.

You will arrange that, if not here, at her farm.

But he won't return to you now, and I wouldn't persuade him if I could.

I don't want you to.

No.

Then why did you agree to see me?

Because you asked, because you're my children's grandmother.

Sentimental rubbish.

And because I was curious.

Better.

You always had spirit one had to admire that.

What do you want, Mrs. Pemmar?

To speak to you about Philip.

That surprises you.

Yes. Yes, it does.

You've seen him?

Once or twice.

Improperly, so Michael Vincent tells me.

Lawyers have paid to put propriety over common humanity.

Mark sent Philip to see me.

A duty to be done with. He sent all his brood.

The only one I could bear to see again was Philip.

Though his manners were always barbaric when I took him to Clarages.

Do you know how much he loves corn?

No.

But I'm pleased he does.

You sit in my London house and read the books I have on corn.

That's the legacy I promised the boy.

Not money.

My books on corn will end the tin mines.

Do you understand?

Are you?

May I offer you something, some cordial, a brandy perhaps?

No.

Don't fuss, I'm not dying because I'm talking about a legacy.

Do you understand?

The books are not in my will.

Or maybe.

Either way, Mark may try.

But you will see to me.

Yes, I'll see he gets your books, I promise you.

It's a great pity your lack of breeding prevented us from being friends.

You're a beast, William.

Do get frankly a ratty, don't you?

I hate for hateful beasts.

I adjust that all that's a waste of time, that's all.

No, it's not.

Of course it is.

It's not.

Nobody's going to a coming out ball now the king's dead.

But that has nothing to do with it.

Nobody would turn up.

They will.

Not once like Nancy on the king's coffin.

Oh, did you?

Oh, no.

You're back.

You're back.

What is it, Papa?

That's Philip, written to you.

Either of you?

He never writes to anybody.

William?

No.

Where's your mother?

Resting in her room.

I'm not sure.

What's your mother?

Resting in her room.

What's happened to him, Papa?

He's run away from rug bed.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

I'm not sure.

Hello there.

What are you doing, lad?

Just looking.

Home from school, are you?

I finished with school.

There's not much to see here.

Well, there was once.

Neither was once.

Of all those castallics.

You're a young Philip Castellic.

So you'll be.

Do you remember me, sir?

I think so.

Yes, you're the mine captain.

I was.

I found you that day down the cliff shaft with a penny candle.

You boxed my ears and said I'd tell my father.

Which are you wrecking you did?

No jolly fear.

Then you'll have a bite with me, sir.

Oh. Well, thank you.

No, that's all right, sir.

It's past the year, sir.

Enjoy that.

Let's see if this can hit.

Hi.

Oh.

How's that?

It's all right.

D.C.

I was spotting them assok.

I was like a DR.

What are you doing here?

I've come home. Isn't it wonderful?

Oh, my. It's my birthday.

I told them. I told them all. I'd run away.

And I have.

I believe that's him now.

I'll find him changed, Jenna.

We've all grown older.

Just that, but...

Poor Rose. I'm sorry for her.

It's generous of you, Jenna.

No. Only old passions subside, I suppose.

I'm sorry for her.

I'm sorry for her.

It's generous of you, Jenna.

You're not a subside, I suppose.

Mark refuses to believe it.

No. You know she's dying of consumption, but he won't accept it.

Is it too much to ask you to remember that?

If you could, perhaps...

Be gentle with him?

Yes. That's what I mean.

Things death is turning gloom over everything, isn't it?

I do hope Mark has been able to accept that.

So they're doing it.

Not at all, though.

I would have asked her when I got the wrong answer.

Oh. greedy.

I was confused when I said it in home.

She saw me by the camera.

No.

Talented to the camera.

Swiftly.

members, police.

Bill.

Very well, he will, my...

Yes.

You must forgive the dry formality of this, Jan.

Over the past years, you have been allowed regular access to your daughters.

At agreed times in London and in Tobey.

Ex-month.

Of course, ex-month.

But it has come to our notice that you have twice recently without consent,

therefore, improperly in law met both Marcus and Philip, also Hugh on one occasion.

I suppose Marcus told you.

I haven't fact met them all together on two occasions.

And Philip, three times alone, before he came back to Roslin, that is.

You don't mention that.

I was coming to it.

It does add to.

Jenna, the court would regard all this, including harboring Philip.

Carvering, Michael.

You are in contempt of the court's ruling, Jenna.

Damn the court! This is an attempt to get Philip back, isn't it?

No. Boys got nothing to do with it.

Nothing?

Without prejudice, and we're prepared, we shall, of course,

consent to regular access to your sons, comparable to that you have enjoyed with your daughters,

and take no action in the case of Philip.

That is, Jenna.

That is, if you, in return, will...

Will what?

Mark?

If you will now divorce me, soon, as quickly as possible.

So that you may marry Rose Parrish?

Yes.

Before she dies.

No. No, Mark.

I'll, uh, tell them to be quiet.

No, please, Mark. I like to hear them.

Let me close the window, it's a little chilly.

If you feel it, but it should be left.

Of course not.

Is Oxford dreaming?

Black crepe!

Long faces everywhere.

Cook was crying this morning.

She said it was like losing one of her own.

Uh, his servants replied to his son.

Don't be cynical, my dear.

It spoils your face.

She refused, didn't she?

My dear dear Mark,

I didn't think, Jenna, would you?

That it would be possible for her to agree.

Did you?

Truly.

Point is there in her obstinacy.

After all this time, the court took so much from her.

You mean I did?

You blame me.

Can we blame her for refusing us to one thing she alone can get?

I got you.

One, two, one.

I've heard you.

Should I tell you in the morning?

Yeah.

Oh, Mark.

I'm sorry.

Why?

The music got that part.

What has he got to do with us?

You don't know.

I told them I'd run away. All of them.

I said I'd never go back and I won't. Never.

Your father has asked for you.

Just for a funeral.

Philip! He doesn't care about me.

He never cared about anyone except her.

Well, now she's dead. Aren't you pleased?

Oh, mighty God.

At whom do you live the spirits of them that depart hence in the Lord?

And with whom the souls of the faithful,

after they are delivered from the burden of the flesh,

are in joy and privilege.

We give thee hearty thanks for that to have pleased thee to deliver this,

our sister,

and our other miseries of this sinful world,

the seeking thee,

that it may please thee of thy gracious goodness,

shortly to accomplish the number of thine elect

and to hasten thy kingdom.

That we,

all those that are departed,

in the true faith of thy holy name,

may have perfect confirmation and bliss.

Both in body and soul,

in our eternal and everlasting life.

The Lord is now in the true faith of the holy name.

The Lord is now in the true faith of the holy name.

The Lord is now in the true faith of the holy name.

The Lord is now in the true faith of the holy name.

The Lord is now in the true faith of the holy name.

The Lord is now in the true faith of the holy name.

The Lord is now in the true faith of the holy name.

The Lord is now in the true faith of the holy name.