Original subtitles

["Pomp and Circumstance"]

["Pomp and Circumstance"]

["Pomp and Circumstance"]

Yo, this thing!

My cousin Hector was visiting a woman on the floor above.

The little Marneff.

Er?

I thought I'd call him Glimpse of him the other day,

vanishing round a corner.

It's better not to know too much about it, don't you think?

Anyway, I can't wait. I have an appointment.

The Marquis de Grains asked me to meet him at the Marlboro Leopard.

Look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look, look.

There's a government studio there.

They made it in your hand.

How interesting.

Well, naturally, they realize that a statue of that size

one requires a decent wacky space.

When is it that you're to begin?

Oh, soon I hope.

And there's another thing.

They've paid me a retaining fee.

How much?

1,500 francs.

I thought I'd pass it on to you.

It would be safer, I agree.

No, I mean to pay it as a first instalment on the money that I owe you.

I don't quite know the full amount.

You always said whatever you would spend on me and a reasonable margin of profit.

Oh, you're not asking that I present a bill this very minute.

Of course not.

Unrelieved.

Although it is an obligation I'd like to settle as soon as possible.

For both our six.

Very well.

The word of warning, my friend.

Don't imagine you'll make your fame unfortunate with one statue,

even if it is commissioned by the government.

I wouldn't be so foolish.

Now, really.

Marnef and I find this place very suited to our circumstances.

We can't bring ourselves to shift simply because a cousin of your wife

lives on the floor below us.

But that is any part of it.

I want to see you in a setting worthy of you.

My dear.

At Marnef.

Well, he's happy enough, isn't he?

Deputy head clerk and all that.

He's very grateful to you for the promotion, of course.

But you wouldn't want to spend the extra money on a new apartment.

Well, he wouldn't have to.

Naturally, I would be responsible for the financial side of things.

In fact, I wonder whether Marnef need to be included in the plan at all.

He's my husband.

But only in the legal sense and what a type is not fit.

A type is not fit to wipe your shoes.

It's true.

My marriage was arranged.

And he looks upon me more as a possession than a wife.

Even so, so long as we're together, I can keep some hold on my reputation.

If I leave him to live under your protection, then I become quite openly.

I'm afraid I cannot accept the word, although I know I do deserve it.

Oh, Valerie.

My trouble is that I'm really quite a virtuous woman.

I'm not the trumpet you think I am at all.

Oh, Valerie, how can you speak so of yourself?

I have never thought of you as anything, but the dearest and sweetest...

Simple.

No, no, no.

No, I am a sinner.

Any blame in this is mine entirely.

You are as good and innocent.

Than my own daughter.

I insisted that we had a moment to ourselves in case they wanted to monopolize you afterwards.

Was it likely?

Oh, yes.

I must warn you that if you settle with the general on one side, an Uncle Fisher on the other,

you're likely to be trapped for hours.

Cousin bettered every family dinner.

Anyway, I've laid my plans to rescue you.

I've told them that you're making yet another sketch of me.

I wish we had to be so secretive and to pretend in all this.

I know.

Never mind.

After today, we can declare ourselves quite openly.

You seem very confident.

My dear.

Look at you.

We're such a handsome and distinguished sooter.

How could any family council resist?

And after the revolution, I had no choice, sir, but to leave Poland altogether.

It was either that or suffer execution, like my grandfather.

So I escaped by way of Germany and came to Paris.

If I may put a question to your prospects at the moment, you have, I believe, been offered official patronage.

To one extent is that quite certain.

I think I can answer that.

I have been asked to state, in Paris, absence, that the war office is delighted with the desires that Count Steinbockers

admitted for the Mancorné Memorial.

And that the Count may suddenly rely on many more commissions from the government

if his statue is found to be suitable.

Suitable?

What a word.

It would be more than suitable much more.

For once the hero of France will be honored by a work of art instead of some great monstrosity.

And now you badgered poor Vince's last quite long enough, and I must make my claim.

He's promised to finish a sketch of me that he's making in the library.

So, well, it's been a pleasure young man. You've been very patient. I hope we shall see you again.

Thank you, sir. I hope so.

And that is to graph my patriot and an artist for the future.

This seems to leave the art of matchmaking to the children, huh?

I do so agree.

A fine young couple. Well, match.

And so very much in love.

Obviously, yes.

In fact, the only clout on the horizon, the only thing that still worries me, I may say,

is the young man's long association with your cousin Beth.

Oh, but that was nothing personal.

It's a business arrangement.

Well, naturally, if I thought it was anything else, I would have forbidden him the house.

Nevertheless, I think a better ought to be told about this.

What a blame you've having kept it from her until now.

We all know what her jealous magpies you can be.

Still, if we're to make a move officially, then I think she'll be told, preferably by Ector.

But he's not here.

It's his department. They are very busy these days.

As autosis father, he should find time for this.

It is bound and duty.

Such a piece of nonsense.

Beth is the whitest of women.

If I go down there and break the news to us, you'll know it once we're feeling guilty.

She should hear about in the way that any poor relation would, in the natural course of a family visit.

How was she accepted?

Oh, well enough, I'm sure if we don't make too much of it.

It's not as though they've ever been lovers, you know. The young man has sworn to that.

Of course you were missy, I suppose, as a financial possibility.

She's taken quite a lot of time and trouble with his training.

But as long as she receives a money and a handsome bonus, she'll soon find herself another interest.

The thing is, I say, is to treat it casually.

Would you like me to go and tell her in your place?

Accidentally, as it were.

Oh, well, that would be nice of you.

I've thought of something that may add another interest to her life, if that is what she needs.

Oh, really?

Hmm.

It may also help us set up the new establishment you were talking of.

Oh, well, in that case.

Now, you're sure she's not in love with him?

Ha ha ha! What an outrage! It would be indecent!

You'll excuse me if I do not interrupt my work. I have an order I must look to.

Madam Mosel, for the past few months I have been receiving visits from a relative of yours, Barrow Yolo.

Your recall, I told you, my husband had ambitions at the Ministry of War.

We also have a son, Marneff and I, living in the country with his grandmother, both of whom we have to support.

I can't justify myself, you see.

At least for things as they exist.

Now, however, the bow has decided he wishes to install me in a house on the roof I know.

This raises quite another question.

I don't know that I want to hear about your scruples, Madam, apart from all else. It would seem a little late in the day.

Oh, far too late for vain regret, certainly.

But then the question I had in mind was one of propriety.

I'll be honest with you, Madam Mosel.

I am tempted by the Barrow's offer.

But I have no desire to put myself beyond society.

If I could grant the Barrow his wish and retain some hold on my reputation.

Oh, the best of both worlds!

Why not, if it's possible?

People aren't such fools, they recognize these things for what they are.

It depends upon the way in which they are managed.

If I were to take a companion with me to the Rubano, say,

and if this companion should happen to be related to the Barrow,

if it was you yourself, for instance, why then it seems to me the Barrow could call on the house at any time

and all the world could say is that he is calling on his cousin.

Assuming I were interested in such a pretty scheme.

I am so happy in this cubbyhole of yours.

I have my independence and my self-respect.

Both of which I'd guarantee you at the Rubano.

I also have the right within my own four walls to choose my own company.

That is true.

But you'll admit I think that most of your time at present is spent with your Polish friend.

Now that he is to be married, surely you will want some other.

Well, you did know he was going to be married.

It's a lie.

Oh, I have it on the best authority, the Barrow himself.

Ectom.

He assures me.

You did know it was the Barrow who secured the young man his commission for a statue.

Oh.

Well, surely you know that Steynbok has been calling on your relatives.

Paying court to the Barrow's daughter.

No.

Oh, I see.

I'm sorry.

What has Ectom told you?

Only what I've just said.

That he is fostering the young man's future.

Yes.

And that there is a love match between the Pole and Maramu Zellortoz.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Your face.

I beg you to listen to me.

Please!

I think you should listen to me.

Please!

This is because I can remember.

Ever since I was a child, they've made a sacrifice of me.

My cousin, Edelina, and I were girls together, brought up side by side

side by side, but I was slapped and went dressing like a drudge.

I dug the garden, peeled the vegetables.

She was the one they treated as a lady who married a baron

and went away to shine at the Emperor's court.

Even when they sent for me and brought me here to Paris,

it was only so they could amuse themselves,

proposing working class marriages for me.

Petty officials, captains who looked like broken down porters.

Family joke, you see, laughing, stuck, infamous.

And now they've stolen all I have to love in the entire world.

The one I've saved from death, whose very life belongs to me.

Me, me, me, me, take a leap.

Shame at him!

That talk has reached the marriage stage.

That can only mean that every member of the family has been party to it.

They've got to spy it again.

Like the rich man in the Bible who had great flocks of sheep.

The coward is neighbor's one and only lamb.

What was...

All I loved has betrayed me.

I clean.

I clean.

I will see you in the dust.

My dear, you'll make yourself ill.

Ill.

I wish that I could die.

I know.

Believe me, I know what it is.

To put all your faith and hope into one man,

and have it all betrayed.

But crying over wrongs will never write them.

Learn to profit from your miseries.

If you've nothing left to love, then equally you've nothing left to lose.

Instead of dancing to the world's tune, mamos el me,

kit dance to yours.

And what better way to choose the music, may I ask,

than as my companion in the Rue Vanu.

It's my fault.

I should not have made a secret of it,

and I certainly shouldn't have kept that drawing in my room.

Oh, boy.

I love your clothes.

I've never seen you looking so practical.

There's a lot of things you favour as a sculpt.

A toss, please.

Venceslas has bad news.

Cousin Bette.

She has realised the situation.

Well, time enough, I must say, does she offer her congratulations?

No, she's very angry.

And not surprisingly, she found out in a rather wretched fashion.

I've been asking her to speak to her for days.

One can see her point of view.

Well, anyway, she's quite hysterical.

So much so, I felt I should come here and warn you.

Yes, I remember these moods of hers of old.

But it's so ridiculous.

I've heard her say to her about herself on being your first patron,

in that she wants to shine in your reflected glory.

But she mustn't be allowed to act as though she had created you.

Oh, Jean, if Mamsell Fisher arrives, she is not to be admitted without my permission.

And I want messages sent to the general, Mr. Johan and my son.

Present my compliments and ask them if they would attend me here immediately.

No, no, no, no.

If there's to be any trouble, it is best we face it as a family.

Marie!

Oh, my God.

Marie!

Oh, my God.

That's the most things immediately.

Well, what is it, my dear?

A crisis.

A crisis.

If you have any sense or two and you'll get home as soon as you can,

really, how could you make me think your cousin had no feelings for that young man?

She's quite distraught. It's just pitiful.

I left her changing her clothes.

She's determined to call upon your family.

Oh, good, Mamsell.

Marie!

Good heaven.

Now, if you hurry, you should be there first.

I've done my best to come.

I've said she must forget this young man.

And I've asked her to come as my companion in the Rue Vanu.

Oh, yes.

Yes.

What?

Whether this will be sufficient or diverter, I don't know.

I just...

You'll companion, you say.

But so supposing she should accept.

Why, then I'll have found myself a dragon for the Rue Vanu.

And she'll have found herself on other occupation, both of which we badly need.

Now, hurry!

Hector!

Oh, my dear, thank heaven.

What is it?

Have you seen that?

Seen her now.

What is the most unfortunate happening?

Evidently she's suspected or she heard some rumour in any case.

She searched my room and found a drawing of ottons.

Oh, that is no problem.

Solve one, really.

I sure don't understand.

She has taken it very badly.

It would have been very much better if you took her the facts.

Why, dear, say, but after all, her main concern is a financial one.

Once we reassure her.

Her headlaying fields remain not settled so easily.

Why, remember how even as a child she resented other people's happiness.

Well, as a child, perhaps.

But one can hardly judge the adult by the way she behaved as a child.

There are moments even now when I seem to catch that same look in her eye.

Madam Mazzil, fish on that.

I will see her in the library.

No!

You will admit Mamsil, fish here.

It is now a family matter.

If she wishes to complain, she must make a case against us all.

Oh!

I came here to apologise for having landed this misfortune on your unsuspecting heads.

And goodness me!

I find you entertaining him as though he were a gift from heaven.

Well, no matter.

I will still apologise.

Oh, my dear, forgive me.

You.

I swear I had no notion when I saved this young rip and supported him for all those years.

That he'd end by stealing the affections of our dear ortons.

It's really very wicked of him.

In fact, I may say when I found the evidence I was quite incensed as I've no doubt he's told you.

Yes.

Well, naturally.

Imagine what his shock it was.

I thought it first, you see, but some back stairs are fair.

It was only later that I realised he could hardly have deceived us all.

And then, of course, I saw it from the family angle.

How desirable a match it was and how convenient.

I always would take it then that you have no objection.

Oh, my dear General.

Now, you never cease to tell me that I'm those practical women alive.

And certainly I've never lost sight of the fact that both sides of our family came up from the dung keep hanging on Napoleon's coattails.

Marty, it is sorry.

Well, using their native wits to better themselves at any rate, now, with that in mind, consider.

Here, we have an artist with a talent but no patron.

And on the other side, we have a father who must cater for his daughter and who has a hand with government contracts.

I ask you what could be more fortunate.

The young man finds a livelihood, the daughter finds a husband, and the father meets his obligations with a string of fine commissions, and as though that weren't enough.

The happy couple crownied all by being beautifully in love, as anyone can plainly see.

Oh, really?

It's a very story.

Oh, oh!

Oh, oh!

I agree!

My dear, man.

You make me feel quite ashamed.

I can't believe it.

You forgive us.

And you'll offer us your blessings.

Well, of course, all the happiness in the world.

And you, my dear.

I can once say, well, of course.

Welcome to the family.

You'll be late, weren't you, at the department?

Deputy heads are not expected to keep office by hours.

Where are you off to?

Downstairs!

The barrow is calling this morning to discuss arrangements.

Bet is anxious we should settle our requirements before he comes.

I hope you know what you are doing, asking that old maida heckle for you.

She has a mind like an abacus.

She is also a blood relation of the badonnaise.

Which means that she is well aware of the state of the family.

The way it could be less manipulative.

I trust so.

Naturally, you will make it clear that I am to be a fixture, the ruveno.

If you wish, I would have thought to prefer an apartment of your own somewhere.

I prefer to be the man in possession.

And you might indicate that I would not object to being nominated for the cross of the Legion of Honor.

Oh, I am sure the barrow understands by now that he must pay for all his little privileges.

Privileges, you didn't say that I was to be taken to the ruveno.

My angel, there are certain clauses in a contract that do not need to be specified.

Oh, and the maid, Marie, she must come with us on the staff.

Creature comforts for Marnef.

Is she intelligent?

Sharp enough.

I need someone I can train to do the marketing.

Oh, she could manage that if it were worth a while.

We'll offer her a small promotion then.

She can cater for the household and Marnef in that order.

And now another question altogether.

Something I must know about.

Your feelings for the barrow.

Do you love him?

I have loved only one man in my life.

The Brazilian.

On remontes de Montes Jalles.

He promised me he would sell his South American estates and pleasure me forever with him.

Pleasure me forever with the profits, a solemn oath.

Which he forgot as soon as he was out of sight.

Is it necessary that I love your cousin?

On the contrary, I'd rather you had no feelings for him whatsoever.

Not for him or any other member of the family.

I must be sure you see whatever happens you'll have no pity for him.

Never raise a hand on their behalf or try to help them.

My dear bet, let us deal plainly with each other.

My ambition in this affair is to snatch as much hay from the hayloft as I can.

What schemes you may have in mind concerning your relatives are your own affair.

So long as we respect each other and our aims agree.

I see no reason why we shouldn't get along very well together.

Splendid.

Ah, good morning, bet.

Oh, mighty, how nice to see you. Do come in.

Thank you.

You're early?

Not of course that I'm surprised.

By the Roman man and had such a pretty mistress, I'd be the most impatient creature on earth.

Make yourself comfortable now.

Thank you.

Well, I'm not quite sure, you know, just why you've asked me here.

I realise that. Well, frankly, my dear, the point is this.

Setting up in the Ruhvano is bound to be expensive, so it occurred to me that I could help by pointing out various ways it might be possible to finance this affair.

Oh, none I'm sure that I am not considered.

Probably not, but still, there may be something.

But this is a scheme whereby you could raise 70,000 francs immediately by assigning your salary at the war office to a reputable banker for a period of three years.

And it's a cure-a-key if I should die in the meantime.

Let's cover by the second paragraph. You would ensure your life for the sum of 150,000 francs.

Any banker would accept such a guarantee and you'd secure the policy by the payment of your first premium.

Go on.

Then I thought you might raise money in Algeria.

One, he has such tales of people in the government appointing agents in the colonies to trade for them.

It is forbidden for me as an officer in a ministry of war.

Oh, yes, officially. Well, yes, I agree.

It'd be madness to trust your reputation to the usual sort of hungry shark who goes off to Algeria, but if you were to send a relative, Uncle Johann is devoted to you, and he knows the forage business at first hand.

Oh, but he's an old man.

He's younger than your brother.

But such a climate. It would kill him.

It would kill him.

It'd need only be for three years. The time that you've assigned your salary would cover that.

Oh, I don't know.

Well, anyway, you may care to consider it.

Now another possibility.

A ballerie will need a dress allowance.

This you could ensure by setting up a trust fund on the strength of what the family still owns in Loretta.

And lastly, here's a memorandum on our friend, Marnez.

He wants a recommendation for the Legion of Honor. It might be easier than having him promoted to head clerk.

Ah. Well, you've given me a lot to think about.

They're only suggestions, of course, and I'm sure most of them are quite impractical.

Look them over at your leisure.

Yes, I will. I will. Well, Bed, I can see that having you at the roof I know will be a blessing.

Which reminds me, I have something here for you.

Oh, thank you.

And Bed.

Thank you.

The other day, I couldn't put it in words before the family.

But I must say how much I appreciate your attitude in all of this.

What nonsense. It's my duty.

As a poor relation and an old maid, I'm bound to make life just as comfortable for everybody as I can.

Off with you now.

And I wouldn't pay a visit upstairs. I haven't heard Marnez leave the house this year.

Oh. Oh. Oh, thank you.

Ha ha ha.

Bed.

Even if you act on only half my advice, you'll find your fortune made within a year.

You're a genius. I swear I shall never doubt your word again.

What is it?

Ha.

Add a newity.

They're granting me 500 francs a year from family funds.

The consolation prize.

Oh, and this of course goes with it. My invitation to the wedding.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, thank you.

My dear, but how attractive you look.

Miss?

Oh, yes. Well, I must tell you.

I have a friend who's taken me in hand.

She says that Adeline's cast-offs do not really suit my style.

I must agree. She has an eye, your friend.

Seems to...

No, no.

Well, lady.

Oh, such a pretty woman.

Mad-huh.

Yes, but it's a wicked shame. My husband's a boy.

In fact...

What?

No, I'm a messenger. It's a secret.

Well, tell me, and I'll pass on something that I've heard about your uncoefficient.

My little tip book will be known soon enough, I suppose.

Oh.

Echor is about to set my friend up in the rubano.

No.

This is monstrous.

I'm suddenly learnt his lesson with Joseph.

Evidently not. But, of course, he's lucky with this one.

She is not a harpich.

Neither was Joseph or before he made our one.

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.

No, he's a child of white man who always falls in his foot.

He goes on wife would make a cuckoo out of him.

Oh, yes. I put it in a test.

I offer Adeline 300,000 francs to let me make a mark of him.

Such a sir.

I know, Amanda. I wouldn't spend a spike that wretched fellow.

Hi, do I get it from the front of you?

God, if only I could meet his new love, I'd soon show him.

Well, there isn't any reason why I couldn't be a Ray.

Mm?

As it happens, I'm to be a companion.

Sturdy now, I make no promises.

She's not a little middle-end that went to tame just anyone.

But I would see.

Now, what's your news about my uncoefficient?

Oh, yes. Your hand, well, he has the money, and it seems that

he sign notes of hand for 40,000 francs, and now they're closing in on it.

Mm, yes, well, I...

I don't want to steal the young ones' thunder on a day like this, but to...

Would you be surprised, my old friend, when they return from our honeymoon

to find me a marshmallow francing?

It has to be a surprise.

It has been suggested, you know, that I take more college place.

Your hand?

You see, you're getting to be as deaf as I am.

Well, you know these pretty girls, but...

I'm a little late.

Ecto!

I've heard a rumor that an arms me.

Those notes of hand that uncoefficient signed on your behalf are due for payment.

Well, um...

Mr. Craville says they are, and the poor uncle Johann's being pressed to settle on him.

Well, certainly he's looking very harist. I noticed it in church.

What do I have?

Easy's money.

No. Miss, I will.

Dear, at least we've scarce and seen each other all day.

Let's sit down and have a little gossip.

Everyone's saying what a handsome couple they make, and how very charming your young Steinbog is.

My young Steinbog!

Well, I'm sure we're all aware of how much he owes to you this day.

How much indeed we all owe.

It's too bad, you know, but with all this business on hand, I'm absolutely strapped.

My dear boy, don't think of it. This is not the day for gloomy reckonings.

Yes, but I must do something. I could get you out of the country, of course.

You could sell up quietly and slip away before the beaches even realized.

But there's a hot climate, why are you?

Well, then this could be the answer to both our problems, Algeria.

Exile?

No, no, opportunity.

I could put in your way to make a fortune for the tourists.

You go prepared to take the risk.

Oh, of course, my dear fellow, I don't have anything you want.

Of course, I won't deny, dear envy, that Steinbog's going will be a great emptiness in my life.

I've learned these last few years the joys of sacrifice and dedication.

But as one door closes, it's so true another opens.

And certainly, I couldn't wish for any better way to serve the family than the one that I've been offered now.

Knowing Ectores, you do, I'm sure it comes as no surprise.

You must have known it was bound to happen until course.

Who is she? The woman?

The wife of one of his class.

Her name is Valerie Manel, a foolish creature, but with nothing vicious to her.

That's why I feel I may be a value living in the house as her companion.

Not only can I prevent the dissipation of your family fortune,

but I can act as some sort of moral curve and try to bring them to their senses.

No, no, I can't allow it.

There's your reputation to consider people just wouldn't understand.

Oh, my dear, who cares?

As long as I have your trust. The trust of those I love.

No, there was something I could do myself.

But there is. Now listen to me.

It is vital Ectores should be taught he must economy.

If you could persuade him to settle for a simpler way of life, domestically, you understand?

And cut down where you can on your mutual expenses.

Oh, we'd see he's coming back. He mustn't think we've been gossiping.

We've talked again.

Well, do you want to ring that, Pencil?

Yes, if we were thinking.

Now that we have both the children married, this house will seem like a barracks.

And that perhaps it will be better if we found ourselves some small apartment somewhere.

Well, I thought you loved this place.

Yes, I do. Life doesn't stand still.

There comes a time for all of us, don't you think, when we must make a change?

Well, my dear.

You've done wonders.

It's magnificent.

I'll show you the part I don't really expect you to make a home at this place.

Wait, you're not seeing it at its best.

It doesn't need redecorating, I admit, but when it's been painted and I've furnished it,

the rooms are really quite good.

Yes. There seems to be a touch of dampness here. You must be aware of that.

Is this the dining room?

Yes, and the kitchen quarters are beyond.

It really could be quite presentable, you know.

Yes, I don't doubt it.

But tell me, my dear, is my rascal of a brother in some sort of financial pass again?

Why do you ask that? Because we're giving up the house, but that was my idea.

He's not the house, it's a Uncle Fisher. He's going away.

And I'm sure Epto has something to do with it.

I'm sure he's not the one who's going to do it.

Did he say so?

No, but that assigns its money trouble.

A bachelor like Johann doesn't borrow great sums for himself.

Besides, he's heading for Algeria.

Algeria?

The colony, my dear. And one which is very much in Ecto's pocket at the War Office.

Aren't you well?

No, just a little bit.

Aren't you well?

No, just a little cold. I think perhaps there is a touch of dampness here after all.

Wuxia crevelle.

Oh, my dear, how nice to see you do, Cupid.

Naturally, I came at the first opportunity.

Well, it's very grand. Do you have the use of the main reception rooms?

Of course.

Most impressive. Ecto must have raised some capital.

And yet, could Heaven's look at you working away as if you were still living in a garret somewhere?

Why not?

Well, surely in these circumstances, you aren't going to occupy yourself stitching, Eppolens.

Well, cook forget his trade, Miss. Look for someone else to bake his bread.

Oh, there's granted. But just as country folk who come up in the world are apt to lose their peasant cunning.

Oh.

Oh, my dear, how fortunate.

May I present a visitor?

A relative of mine by marriage.

Miss, you crevelle?

Madam, my mesh.

You are welcome, Miss. You.

Thank you.

Better spoken of you, I think.

It is your daughter who is married to the son of Barrow Hewlow.

That is so, yes.

Would you both excuse me for a moment? I very stupidly run out of gold through this.

Would you care to sit down with me?

I am.

Craville.

You're not by any chance connected with a perfume manufacturer of that name?

As closely as I may be.

You're not. Craville himself.

Indeed I am.

Why then it is you so who is responsible for my favorite perfume?

Oh, yes, the rose.

Oh, it's a lovely scent.

It suits you.

What a romantic occupation, capturing such subtle fragrances.

I'm sure your wife must think so.

I cannot recall that she ever did, but then I've been a widower for some years.

Oh, I am sorry.

Barrow Hewlow.

Ector.

Well, at least I have no need to introduce you.

That is very true. You have not.

May I ask the meaning of this state, Artate?

My dear, it is Mr. Craville.

I am well aware of the man's identity. It is present scared that I present.

Well, really.

Your tone, sir. It is unprecedented.

And it is likely to become a deal more so.

If I do not hear a satisfactory explanation.

Ector.

How could you be so unfeeling?

Mr. Craville came to visit me, of course.

Oh.

Valerie was kind enough to spare a moment for him,

whilst I went to fetch a ball of thread.

I'm sorry, Miss Hu.

That any visitor to this house should be soon misunderstood.

I think it would be better if you were to go, my dear.

Honestly, if you had warned me in addition to the other sacrifices I have made in coming here,

that I should not be allowed to see my friends and relatives.

Well, I'm sorry I was upset.

I've just put Uncle Johann on the coach to Marseille.

Well, it hardly any reason for insulting Craville.

Well, if you're seeing him with Valerie, we had some old scores here and I.

But I didn't think of you that he would have...

Stoop to come on, my account. Oh, I do inspire some respect, you know.

Yes, of course. Well, I was mistaken. That is all.

Well, Valerie, forgive me, do you think?

You better let me talk to her.

But in future, it must be understood that you will trust her.

And that living here as I do, I have the right to entertain a friend occasionally.

Yes, very well.

Even if it is, Miss Craville?

Even if it is, Craville.

Even if it is, Craville?

Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

Well, she'll have barrow, montes de montes channos.

Oh, three.

Do as I say, or I'll have you thrown from the house.

It's my cousin.

We haven't seen each other for ages.

Oh, here. Here, bring her through here.

Miss you.

But she may need help, her doctor.

I think not. She has fainted much the best thing is to let her rest.

But who is this man?

A cousin.

Women don't fainted the sight of cousins.

Valerie is a personal, great family sensibility.

She has not seen Audrey in years.

In fact, she feared that he had died in South America.

The foreigner?

Brazilian.

Well, I find it very odd.

She's never mentioned cousins in Brazil to me.

If she has relatives in South America, I wonder she has never spoken of them.

But she has.

To me, a charming family.

Valerie is quite devoted to them.

She is a very beautiful woman.

She is a very beautiful woman.

She is a very beautiful woman.

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She is a very beautiful woman.

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She is a very beautiful woman.

She is a very beautiful woman.

She is a very beautiful woman.

Yo, this thing.

My cousin, Hector, was visiting at what was on the floor above.

The little malnive.

I thought I called him glimpse of him the other day,

vanishing round the corner.

It is better not to know too much about it, don't you think?

Anyway, I can't wait to have an appointment.

The Marquis de Grains asked me to meet him at the marble airport.

Look, look, look, I owe you.

There is a government studio there. They made it in your house.

How interesting.

Well, naturally, they realise that a statue of that size

requires a decent wacky space.

When is it that you are to begin?

Oh, soon I hope.

And there is another thing.

They have paid me a retaining fee.

How much?

1,500 francs.

I thought I would pass it on to you.

It would be safer, I agree.

No, I mean to pay it as a first instalment on the money that I owe you.

I don't quite know the full amount.

You always said whatever you would spend on me and a reasonable margin of profit.

Oh, you are not asking that I present a bill this very minute.

Of course not.

Unrelieved.

Although it is an obligation I would like to settle as soon as possible.

For both our six.

Very well.

The word of warning, my friend.

Don't imagine you make your fame unfortunate with one statue,

even if it is commissioned by the government.

I wouldn't be so foolish.

Now, really.

Marnef and I find this place very suited to our circumstances.

We can't bring ourselves to shift simply because a cousin of your wife

lives on the floor below us.

But that is only part of it.

I want to see you in a setting worthy of you.

My dear.

And Marnef.

Well, he's happy enough, isn't he?

Deputy Head Clark and all that?

He's very grateful to you for the promotion, of course.

But you wouldn't want to spend the extra money on a new apartment.

Well, he wouldn't have to.

Naturally, I would be responsible for the financial side of things.

In fact, I wonder whether Marnef need to be included in the plan at all.

He's my husband.

But only in the legal sense of what a type is not fit in.

A type is not fit to wipe your shoes.

It's true.

My marriage was arranged.

And he looks upon me more as a possession than a wife.

Even so, so long as we're together, I can keep some hold on my reputation.

If I leave him to live under your protection, then I become quite openly.

I'm afraid I cannot accept the word, although I know I do deserve it.

Oh, Valerie.

My trouble is that I'm really quite a virtuous woman,

and not the stumpet you think I am at all.

Oh, Valerie, how can you speak so of yourself?

I have never thought of you as anything, but the dearest and sweetest...

Simple.

No, no, no, no.

No, I am a sinner.

Any blame in this is mine entirely.

You are as good and innocent.

As my own daughter.

I insisted that we had a moment to ourselves in case they wanted to monopolize you afterwards.

Is it likely?

Oh, yes.

I must warn you that if you settle with the general on one side,

an Uncle Fisher on the other, you're likely to be trapped for hours.

Cousin bettered every family dinner.

Anyway, I've laid my plans to rescue you.

I've told them that you're making yet another sketch of me.

I wish we had to be so secretive and to pretend in all this.

I know. Never mind.

After today, we can declare ourselves quite openly.

You seem very confident.

My dear.

Look at you.

We're such a handsome and distinguished sooter.

How could any family council resist?

And after the revolution, I had no choice, sir, but to leave Poland altogether.

It was either that or suffer execution, like my grandfather.

So I escaped by way of Germany and came to Paris.

If I may put a question to your prospect at the moment,

you have, I believe, been offered official patronage.

To one extent is that quite certain.

I think I can answer that.

I have been asked to state, in papa's absence,

that the war office is delighted with the desires that Count Steinbock has

admitted for the Mancorné Memorial.

And that the Count may certainly rely on many more commissions from the government

if his statue is found to be suitable.

Suitable? What a word.

It would be more than suitable much more.

For once the hero of France will be honored by a work of art instead of some great monstrosity.

And now you badgered poor Vince has lost quite long enough,

and I must make my claim.

He's promised to finish a sketch of me that he's making in the library.

So, well, it's been a pleasure young man.

You've been very patient. I hope it will say you again.

Thank you, sir. I hope so.

And that is to grasp my patriot and an artist for the future.

This even if you should leave the art of matchmaking to the children, oh?

You so agree.

Fine young couple. Well matched.

And so very much in love.

Obviously, yes.

In fact, only clout on the horizon.

The only thing that still worries me, I may say,

is the young man's law association with your cousin Bette.

Oh, but that was nothing personal.

It's business arrangements.

Well, naturally, if I thought it was anything else, I would have forbidden him the house.

Nevertheless, I think Bette ought to be told about this.

What a blame you of having kept it from her until now.

We all know what her jealous magpies you can be.

We ought to make a move officially, and I think she should be told.

Preferably by Ector. But he's not here.

It's his department. They are very busy these days.

As Ottos' father, he should find time for this.

It is bound and duty.

Such a piece of nonsense.

Bette is the whiteness of women.

If I go down there and break the news to us, you'll know it once we are feeling guilty.

She should hear about in the way that any poor relation would,

in the natural course of a family, visit.

How was she accepted?

Oh, well enough. I'm sure if we don't make too much of it.

It's not as though they've ever been lovers, you know.

The young man has sworn to that.

Of course you were missy, I suppose, as a financial possibility.

She's taken quite a lot of time and trouble with his training.

But as long as she receives a money and a handsome bonus,

she'll soon find herself another interest.

The thing is, I say, is to treat it casually.

Would you like me to go and tell her in your place?

Come, I loved.

As betrayed me.

I clean.

I clean.

I will see you in the dust.

My dear, you'll make yourself ill.

Ill?

I wish that I could die.

I know.

Believe me, I know what it is.

To put all your faith and hope into one man,

and have it all betrayed.

But crying over wrongs will never write them.

Learn to profit from your miseries.

If you've nothing left to love, then equally you've nothing left to lose.

Instead of dancing to the world's tune, mamos el me,

kit dance to yours.

And what better way to choose the music, may I ask?

Then as my companion in the room vanu.

It's my fault.

Well, I should not have made a secret of it,

and I certainly shouldn't have kept that drawing in my room.

Oh, boy.

I love your clothes.

I've never seen you looking so practical.

Is this the sort of thing you favour as a sculpt?

Oh, toss please.

Venceslas has bad news.

Cousin Bette.

She has realised the situation.

Well, time enough, I must say.

Does she offer her congratulations?

No, she's very angry.

And not surprising as she found out in a rather wretched fashion.

I've been asking her to speak to her today.

Why can't she see her point of view?

Well, anyway, she's quite hysterical.

So much so, I thought I should come here and warn you.

Yes, I remember these moods of hers of old.

But it's so ridiculous.

I know she prides herself on being your first patron,

and that she wants to shine in your reflected glory.

But she mustn't be allowed to act as though she had created you.

Oh, Jean, if mamos el fissure arrives,

she is not to be admitted without my permission.

And I want messages sent to the general,

Monsieur Johann and my son.

Present my compliments and ask them if they would attend me here immediately.

Momma.

No, no, no. If there's to be any trouble, it is best we face it as a family.

Marie!

Oh, I don't...

Tells them all things immediately.

Well, what is it, mam?

A crisis.

A crisis.

And if you have any sense or tool you'll get home as soon as you can.

Really? How could you make me think of Cousin Bette no feelings for that young man?

She's quite distraught. It's as pitiful.

I left her changing her clothes. She's determined to call upon your family.

Oh, good heavens.

Marie!

Good heavens.

Now, if you hurry, you should be there first.

I've done my best to come, her. I've said she must forget this young man.

And I've asked her to come as my companion in the Ruvano.

Oh, yes. Yes.

What?

Whether this will be sufficient to divert her. I don't know.

What is your companion, you say?

But so supposing she should accept.

Why, then I'll have found myself a dragon for the Ruvano.

And she'll have found herself another occupation,

both of which we badly need. Now, hurry!

Echtor! Oh, my dear, thank heaven.

What is it?

Have you seen Bette?

Seen her now.

It's the most unfortunate happening. Evidently she's suspected, or she heard some rumour in any case.

She searched my room and found a drawing of othos.

Oh, that is no problem. Solves run, really.

She don't understand.

She has taken it very badly.

It would have been very much better if you told her the facts.

My dear, David, after all, her main concern is a financial one. Once we reassure her...

...howling fields remain not settled it so easily.

Why, remember how even as a child she resented other people's habits.

Well, as a child, perhaps. But one can hardly judge your doubt by the way she behaves as a child.

There are moments even now, and I seem to catch that same look in her eye.

That was El Fishehah, madam.

I will see her in the library.

No!

You will admit, ma'am, that Fisheh here.

It is now family matter. If she wishes to complain, she must make a case against us all.

Oh.

I came here to apologise for having landed this misfortune on your unsuspecting heads.

And goodness me, I find you entertaining him as though he were a gift from heaven.

Well, no matter.

I will still apologise.

Oh, my dear, forgive me. You.

I swear I had no notion when I saved this young rip and supported him for all those years...

...that he'd end by stealing the affections of our dear ortons. It's really very wicked of him.

In fact, I may say, when I found the evidence, I was quite incensed as I've no doubt he's told you.

Yes.

Well, naturally, imagine what his shock it was.

I thought at first you see, but some backstair's affair.

It was only later that I realised he could hardly have deceived us all.

And then, of course, I saw it from the family angle.

How desirable a match it was and how convenient.

Are we to take it then that you have no objection?

Oh, my dear general. Now, you never cease to tell me that I'm those practical women alive.

And certainly I've never lost sight of the fact that both sides of our family came up from the dung keep hanging on Napoleon's coattails.

Marty, it is sorry.

Well, using their native wits to better themselves at any rate, now, with that in mind, consider.

Here, we have an artist with a talent but no patron.

And on the other side, we have a father who is cater for his daughter and who has a hand with government contracts.

I ask you what could be more fortunate.

The young man finds a livelihood, the daughter finds a husband, and the father meets his obligations with a string of fine commissions, and as though that weren't enough.

The happy couple crownied all by being beautifully in love, as anyone can plainly see.

Oh, really?

It's a very story.

Oh, oh!

Bravo! I agree!

My dear bitch!

You make me feel quite ashamed.

I can't believe it. You forgive us.

And you'll offer us your blessings.

Well, of course, all the happiness in the world.

And you, my dear, I can once say, well, of course, welcome to the family.

You'll be late, weren't you, at the department?

Deputy heads are not expected to keep office by hours.

Where are you off to?

Downstairs! The barrow is calling this morning to discuss arrangements.

That is anxious we should settle our requirements before he comes.

I hope you know what you are doing, asking that old maida heckle for you.

She hasn't mined like an abacus.

She's also a blood relation of the Baroness.

Which means that she's well aware of the state of the family, ex-jucker, and the way it could be less manipulative.

I trust so.

Naturally, you will make it clear that I am to be a fixture, the Rubeino.

If you wish, I would have thought to prefer an apartment of your own somewhere.

I prefer to be the man in possession.

And you might indicate that I would not object to being nominated for the cross of the Legion of Honor.

Oh, I'm sure the barrow understands by now that you must pay for all his little privileges.

Privileges, you didn't say that I was to be taken to the Rubeino.

My angel, there are certain clauses in a contract that do not need to be specified.

Oh, and the maid, Marie, she must come with us on the staff.

Creature comforts for Marnef.

Is she intelligent?

Sharp enough. I need someone I can train to do the marketing.

Oh, she could manage that if it were worth a while.

Oh, we'll offer her a small promotion then.

She can cater for the household and Marnef in that order.

And now another question altogether.

Something I must know about.

Your feelings for the barrel.

Do you love it?

I have loved only one man in my life.

The Brazilian.

On remontes de Montes Jannes.

He promised me he would sell his South American estates and pleasure me forever with the profits, a solemn oath.

Which he forgot as soon as he was out of sight.

Is it necessary that I love your cousin?

On the contrary, I'd rather you had no feelings for him whatsoever.

Not for him or any other member of the family.

I must be sure you see whatever happens.

You'll have no pity for him. Never raise her hand on their behalf or try to help them.

My dear bet let us deal plainly with each other.

My ambition in this affair is to snatch as much hay from the hayloft as I can.

What schemes you may have in mind concerning your relatives are your own affair.

So long as we respect each other and our aims agree.

I see no reason why we shouldn't get along very well together.

I see no reason why we shouldn't get along.

Splendid.

Good morning, Beth.

Oh, my dear, how nice to see you. Do come in.

Thank you.

You're early?

Not of course that I'm surprised.

By the Roman man and had such a pretty mistress, I'd be the most impatient creature on earth.

Make yourself comfortable now.

Thank you.

Well, I'm not quite sure you know, just why you've asked me here.

I realise that. Well, frankly my dear, the point is this.

Setting up in the Ruhvano is bound to be expensive.

So it occurred to me that I could help by pointing out various ways it might be possible to finance this affair.

Oh, none I'm sure that I am not considered.

Probably not, but still there may be something.

Now, this is a scheme whereby you could raise 70,000 francs immediately

by assigning your salary at the war office to a reputable banker for a period of three years.

Oh, and a security if I should die in the meantime.

Let's come about the second paragraph.

You would ensure your life for the sum of 150,000 francs.

Any banker would accept such a guarantee and you'd secure the policy by the payment of your first premium.

Go on.

Then I thought you might raise money in Algeria.

One, he has such tales of people in the government appointing agents in the colonies to trade for them.

It is forbidden for me as an officer in a ministry of war.

Oh, yes, officially. Oh, yes, I agree.

It'd be madness to trust your reputation to the usual sort of hungry shark who goes off to Algeria, but...

If you were to send a relative, Uncle Johann is devoted to you, and he knows the forage business at first hand.

But he's an old man.

He's younger than your brother.

But such a climate. It would kill him.

It'd need only be for three years. The time that you've assigned your salary would cover that.

Oh, I don't know.

Well, anyway, you may care to consider it.

Now another possibility. A valoury will need a dress allowance.

This you could ensure by setting up a trust fund on the strength of what the family still owns in Loretta.

And lastly, here's a memorandum on our friend, Marnez.

He wants a recommendation for the Legion of Omer. It might be easier than having him promoted to head clerk.

Ah, well, you've given me a lot to think about.

I've got their own suggestions, of course, and I'm sure most of them are quite impractical.

Look them over at your leisure.

Yes, I will. I will. Well, Bed, I can see that having you at the Rue Van Ou will be a blessing.

Which reminds me, I have something here for you.

Oh, thank you.

And Bed.

Thank you.

The other day, I couldn't put it in words before the family.

But I must say how much I appreciate your attitude in all of this.

What nonsense. It's my beauty.

As a poor relation and an old maid, I'm bound to make life just as comfortable for everybody as I can.

Off with you now.

And I wouldn't pay a visit upstairs. I haven't heard Marne leave the house this year.

Oh. Oh. Oh, thank you.

Ha ha ha.

Bed.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Even if you act on only half my advice, you'll find your fortune made within a year.

You're genius. I swear I shall never doubt your word again.

What is it?

Hm.

Add a newity.

They're granting me 500 francs a year from family funds.

The consolation prize.

Oh, and this of course goes with it.

My invitation to the wedding.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

Oh.

But how attractive you love me.

Miss.

Oh, yes.

Well, I must tell you accidentally, as it were.

Oh, well.

That would be nice of you.

I've thought of something that may add another interest to her life if that is what she needs.

Oh, really?

Hm.

It may also help us set up the new establishment you were talking about.

Oh, well.

In that case.

Now, you're sure she's not in love with him.

Oh.

What an outrage.

It would be indecent.

You'll excuse me if I do not interrupt my work.

I have an order I must look to.

Madam Musef, for the past few months I have been receiving visits from a relative of yours.

Barrow Yolo.

You'll recall I told you my husband had ambitions at the Ministry of War.

We also have a son, Marnef and I, living in the country with his grandmother.

Both of whom we have to support.

I can justify myself, you see.

At least for things as they exist.

Now, however, the bow has decided he wishes to install me in a house on the roof I know.

This raises quite another question.

I don't know that I want to hear about your scruples, Madam, apart from all else.

It would seem a little late in the day.

Oh, far too late for vain regret, certainly.

But then the question I had in mind was one of propriety.

I'll be honest with you, Madam Musef.

I am tempted by the Barrow's offer.

But I have no desire to put myself beyond society.

If I could grant the Barrow his wish and retain some hold on my reputation.

Oh, the best of both worlds.

Why not, if it's possible?

People aren't such fools. They recognize these things for what they are.

It depends upon the way in which they are managed.

If I were to take a companion with me to the Rubano, say,

and if this companion should happen to be related to the Barrow,

if it was you yourself, for instance,

why then it seems to me the Barrow could call on the house at any time

and all the world could say is that he is calling on his cousin.

Assuming I were interested in such a pretty scheme.

Are you so happy in this cubbyhole of yours?

I have my independence and my self-respect.

Both of which I'd guarantee you at the Rubano.

I also have the right within my own four walls to choose my own company.

That is true.

But you'll admit I think that most of your time at present is spent with your Polish friend.

Now that he is to be married, surely you will want some other.

Well, you did know he was going to be married.

It's a lie.

Oh, I have it on the best authority, the Barrow himself.

Ecto, he assures me.

You did know it was the Barrow who secured the young man his commission for a statue.

Well, surely you know that Steynbok has been calling on your relatives.

Paying court to the Barrow's daughter.

No.

Oh, I see.

I'm sorry.

What has Ecto told you?

Only what I've just said.

That he is fostering the young man's future.

Yes.

And that there is a love match between the Pole and Maramu's El-Or-Tors.

Maramu's El-Or-Tors.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Hey, I beg you to listen to me, please.

Mr. Father, if you haven't said anything, you can't send me to Mc gavey, and the Hungarian

Contin�bright are parliament, and they are former public super senator Lunanent.

Don't cry, Shu, hon.

Hey, look.

You'rericted he Spongebob Young

My cousin Adelina and I were girls together, brought up side by side,

but I was slapped and went dressing like a drudge.

I dug the garden, peeled the vegetables.

She was the one they treated as a lady who married a baron

and went away to shine at the Emperor's court.

Even when they sent for me and brought me here to Paris,

it was only so they could amuse themselves,

proposing working-class marriages for me.

Petty officials, captains who looked like broken-down porters!

Family joke, you see, laughing stuck infamous.

And now they've stolen all I have to love in the entire world.

The one I've said from death,

but in life belongs to me,

me, me, me, me, me,

dying of him!

Dying of him!

Waugh! Waugh!

Waugh! Waugh!

Hey!

And if...

The talkers reach the marriage stage.

That can only mean that every member of the family has been party to it.

They've got to spy it again.

At the rich man in the Bible who had great flocks of sheep.

The college is neighbor's one and only lamb.

Hotos!

You! I have a friend who's taken me in hand.

She says that Adeline's cast-offs do not really suit my style.

I must agree she has an eye, your friend.

Seems to...

No, no, no, for lady.

Oh, such a pretty woman.

Madam?

Yes, but it's a wicked shame. My husband's a boy.

In fact...

What?

No, I'm a messenger. It's a secret.

Well, tell me, and I'll pass on something that I've heard about your uncle, Fisher.

My little tip book will be known soon enough, I suppose.

Hector is about to set my friend up in the room I know.

No, this is monstrous.

I was suddenly learnt his lesson with Joseph.

Evidently not. But of course he's lucky with this one.

She is not a harpy.

Neither was Joseph or before he made our one.

No, he's not.

Try the way that man always falls on his foot.

He can his own wife would make a cockle out of him.

Oh, yes, I'd put it in a test.

I offered Elin 300,000 francs to let me make a mark of him.

Such a son.

I know a man I wouldn't have spelled a spike that wretched fellow.

How do I get it from the time?

God, if only I could meet his new love, I'd soon show him.

Well, there isn't any reason why I couldn't be a Ray.

As it happens, I'm to be a companion.

Stanting now, I make no promises.

She's not a little milliner to entertain just anyone.

But I would see.

Now, what's your news about my uncle, Fisher?

Oh, yes, her, Johann.

Well, he has the money, Elin.

It seems that he signed notes of hand for 40,000 francs and all that.

And they're closing in on it.

Well, I don't want to steal a young one's sander on a day like this,

but would you be surprised, my old friend,

when they return from our honeymoon to find me a marshmallow franzer?

It has to be lost.

It has to be suggested, you know, that I take more college place.

Johann?

See, you're getting to be as deaf as I am.

Well, you know these pretty girls, what?

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah.

Ecto.

I've heard a rumor that unarms me.

Those notes of hand that Uncle Fisher signed on your behalf are in due for payment.

Well, um...

Mr. Craville says they are, and that poor uncle Johann's being pressed to settle on you.

Well, certainly he's looking very harassed and noticed it in church.

What do I have a word?

Easy's mind.

No.

Miss, I will.

Oh, dear, at least we've scarce and seen each other all day.

Let's sit down and have a little gossip.

Everyone's saying what a handsome couple they make,

and how very charming your young Steinbog is.

My young Steinbog.

And I'm sure we're all aware of how much he owes to you this day.

How much indeed we all owe.

It's too bad, you know, but with all this business on hand, I'm absolutely strapped.

My dear boy, don't think of it.

This is not the day for gloomy reckonings.

Yes, but I must do something.

I could get you out of the country, of course.

You could sell up quietly and slip away before the beaches even realized.

But there's a hot climate, why are you?

Well, then this could be the answer to both our problems, Algeria.

Exile?

No, no, opportunity.

I can put in your way to make a fortune for the tourists.

You go prepared to take the risk.

Oh, of course, my dear fellow, I don't have anything you want.

Of course, I won't deny, dear Adley, that Steinbog's going will be a great emptiness in my life.

I've learned these last few years the joys of sacrifice and dedication.

But as one door closes, it's so true another opens.

And certainly I couldn't wish for any better way to serve the family than the one that I've been offered now.

Yeah.

Knowing Ector as you do, I'm sure it comes as no surprise.

You must have known it was bound to happen in due course.

Who is she?

The woman?

The wife of one of his class.

Her name is Valerie Marnef, a foolish creature, but with nothing vicious to her.

That's why I feel I may be of value living in the house as her companion.

Not only can I prevent the dissipation of your family fortune,

but I can act as some sort of moral code and try to bring them to their senses.

No, no, I can't allow it.

There's your reputation to consider people just wouldn't understand.

Oh, my dear, who cares?

As long as I have your trust.

The trust of those I love.

There was something I could do myself.

But there is.

Now listen to me.

It is vital Ector should be taught he must economy.

If you could persuade him to settle for a simpler way of life, domestically you understand,

and cut down where you can on your mutual expenses.

But we'd see he's coming back, he mustn't think we've been gossiping.

We'll talk again.

Well, do you want to make a picture?

Yes, I was thinking.

Now that we have both the children married, this house will seem like a barracks.

And that perhaps it will be better if we found ourselves some small apartment somewhere.

But I thought you loved this place.

Yes, I do.

Life doesn't stand still.

There comes a time for all of us, don't you think, when we must make a change?

Well, my dear.

You've done wonders.

It's magnificent.

I shall be part of some fairly expect you to make a home of this place.

Wait, you're not seeing it at its best.

It doesn't need redecorating, I admit, but when it's been painted and I've furnished it,

the rooms are really quite good.

Yes.

There seems to be a touch of dampness here.

You must be aware of that.

Is this the dining room?

Yes, and the kitchen quarters are beyond.

It really could be quite presentable, you know.

Yes, I don't doubt it.

But tell me, my dear, is my rascal of a brother in some sort of financial pass again?

Why do you ask that?

Because we're giving up the house, but that was my idea.

He's not the house, it's a Uncle Fisher.

He's going away.

When I'm sure Eptor has something to do with it.

Did he say so?

No, but that assigns its money trouble.

A bachelor like Johann doesn't borrow great sums for himself.

Besides, he's heading for Algeria.

How Julia?

The colony, my dear.

And one which is very much in Ector's pocket at the war office.