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You can come here in summer, haven't done even more good.

You're far too busy to get away.

Marshall went to Scotland.

His father was dying.

If you were dying, even I'd take some time off work.

Thank you.

Not too much, I'll just.

I wonder how they're managing.

Well, I'll call him tomorrow, see how he's going.

You won't get under their feet, will you?

We'll start reorganizing everyone.

No, what time is it?

It's midday.

Father, it takes 20 minutes to get to the railway station.

Oh, and since 10 minutes are the most.

And we have to make sure the port has taken your luggage.

God, we're just like your number.

Grip like iron.

I've asked the advantage of not to move any noisy children to my room.

Well, if this week ends with you any good, you must rest.

You do seem to know of anxious.

I'm just worried that you'll miss your train.

Are you going to lunch?

Why?

Do you want to chop up my food for me and feed it to me on a baby's room?

Yes.

Then I should send it to your room for being impotent.

You're right, darling.

I'll see you to your carriage.

No, no, no.

You stay here.

All right.

I'll see you Monday.

Thank you very much.

Thanks.

There, Eleanor.

Were you looking for someone in particular, or were the boring old couple suffice?

Yes, of course.

And you're not at all boring.

We saw your father leave.

So now we will take great delight in looking after you.

A table with a view, don't you think?

Cousin, Eleanor.

I thought you weren't coming.

I thought you weren't coming.

My father invited my cousin, but we were sure he'd be far too busy.

Finn O'Neill, Mr. and Mrs. Johnson.

How do you do?

How do you do?

These kind people had taken mercy on me, but now I won't have to impose on their kindness.

Well, perhaps we can all sit together.

Well, sadly, I've already ordered, and I'm not confused to staff too much.

Cousin, are you?

As I was getting off the train, Uncle Robert was getting on, and he said you're not eating enough,

so I've ordered everything on the menu.

It's such a relief.

I can't tell you.

To meet where we can talk and breathe and not have one of us whisked away by some well-murdered

well-meaning, interfering soul.

My father or one of your young doctors?

Or the hospital chaplain.

He was just trying to be tactful.

He'd heard how we infuriated each other.

And for a while he was right.

A short while.

I was impossible.

I'm sorry.

Not at all.

We were impossible.

And the cholera epidemic isn't the ideal setting for a sociable friendship.

We won't talk about work.

It's what always separates us, my old betters.

For this weekend, I am not your baroque medical officer.

Who are you then?

I'm a roving Irish mystic, poet and balladere.

And who am I?

You're a tootless old crone, telling fortunes on the pier and spitting tobacco juice into the sea.

It's a comedy show and a visual line shows up.

A home phone phone app, starts up via a radio about the

black caylest

They truly are terrible, haven't they?

They are.

They're all.

And they finally proved too much for me.

Where are you going?

I'll see you in the morning.

Breakfast.

Time to stop yourself.

Th Monitor.

Well, if the pipes are dangerous, we'll just have to renew them.

I just find a hard to believe.

Iron out with rats, nor through gas pipes.

But maybe they feel the need for anesthesia, I don't know.

We'll have to make the damn place safe.

I hope they put some poison down before them boards go back.

Stick your mush down there.

That'd be enough to kill any of her.

I don't know.

I don't know.

I don't know.

That'd be enough to kill any of her.

I thought I'd get another builder in for a second opinion.

This is plumbing, Mr. Marshham, not neurology.

We must have put a few more lamps in.

And the cost?

Not to mention the language and the myth.

Well, we can put more light into the treatment room.

Stop you operating nor that glue.

My gift, Mr. Marshham.

Who knows?

We may have managed to put a smile on my daughter's face.

This is better than a musical, sorry, isn't it?

The awful Regency Quartet.

I'm drowned. Wait for me.

Don't you worry about me, Dr. Brahma.

I just died of pneumonia.

I'm the king of the castle.

He must be the dirty vase.

Be.

I'm not sure if they'd be a good match or not.

Can't now Kate, my girl, the gloves were made for the scarf.

And if they do not ogle perfectly well with your new coat,

we'll just sell it and get you another.

And you shall pay for it. We'll take them.

Would you like them delivered, madam?

No, we'll wait while you wrap them.

If we're going on the prayer, they might get drowned and spray our last.

Oh, yes.

The Empire Hotel.

Brahma.

Mr. and Mrs. Brahma well.

No, Dr. Miss Brahma.

Remind.

Miss my purse.

Mm.

I thought I'd lost you.

I wanted to speak to you before we go into tea.

I've had to tell the Johnsons that we'll join them for dinner tonight.

If it's a large party, we won't have to talk much.

This is dreadful.

We can't claim each other exclusively, cousins don't.

I so much want this to be alone.

We will be.

My last doctor advised sea air so I duly trotted off.

No dameus at all.

It's just like a cemetery.

No life.

There I met the Johnsons and they recommended you.

Very pleasant couple.

Well, certainly very sociable.

I met your daughter, Dr. Brahma well.

And her cousin.

A delightful girl full of laughter and life.

Young Finn certainly has the gift of the gab.

He could supply.

He never stopped.

It's the hotel detector, Miss.

We have no wish to allow for fun.

The terrible truth is there's a dirty rascal on the loose.

And he may be heading this way.

Finn and Neil.

Helen, the problem.

Not that!

But I will not face our

The weather didn't improve at all. All my cobwebs are swept away in a tornado. Oh, it

was a small momenta for you, Kate.

Happy Miss, oh, you are kind. But I must have a cup of tea before I think of anything else.

How is the thrift? Is Stock Tamasha my happy soul?

He's his usual durr, I'm gracious self.

I've missed him. And as car. What news? None. And you?

Oh, I won at Bridge and Lost at Canasta. Not too lonely.

The chance would have been a fine thing. This is Johnson. Never let me alone.

Oh, Miss, end of the lovely. Has Sir anyone been asking for me?

No, Miss. I've hardly been to the door at all. The house has been so quiet. Look how soft

it is, Miss. No notes delivered at all?

No, Miss. And the gloves are just the right size. You are clever.

Good. Well, if a note should come, you'll bring it to me straight away, won't you?

Yes, Miss. I always do.

So what do you do? Oh, I put this in my room. And on your bath, shall I?

Hmm. Will your young man approve, do you think?

I don't care if he does or not. We've finished, Miss.

I wonder this happened. What sort of girl do you think I am?

I don't know. All I can say is I'm not the sort he hoped for if you understand me, Miss.

Yes? And the sort of girl he's looking for isn't the sort he'd be wanting to marry if you get my meaning?

Yes.

Let them grab them over the filthy floor. What do you love, Miss Flaw?

I like your language. Have you been taking lessons from those dreadful plumbers?

I don't need lessons. I'm not a kid, you know. Talk about what I like.

You're not usually like this. What's got into you?

Oh, mind your own. Get out of my way. Sit near.

You happen back to me?

Split back to me?

Turn select to me.

Lighthouse.

Rabbit.

Now I know what really goes on at the thrift.

Dr. Neil, good morning. Dr. Mertian.

Miss Brahma, I brought you the new recommendations.

Yes. Thank you.

Now, Sue's information only.

Miss Brahma, I wonder if I might trust both in your time.

Well, I'll let you excuse me then.

Thank you.

Sue is.

Am I not the most smooth Tom Seducer a girl could ever meet?

You're not a Seducer.

After I'd unpacked my banks, I'd persuaded myself you'd never want to see me again.

I was sure you'd wake up in London and despise me.

I could never do that.

Have you think of me as an immoral woman?

I love you.

I love you.

You'll have that mouth washed out with cartbolic filthy talk like that.

I don't know what that means.

When can we go to the seaside again?

Next year.

I can't have lady guests in my hospital rooms.

Not even for tea and toast.

You must call on me then.

Your father.

Yes.

You must think how best to handle him.

He's an allegory admirer of mine.

And the treatment room is wonderful.

Why didn't you tell me?

Well, I didn't deliberately keep it from you.

I wouldn't do that.

The paintwork looks so bright and cheerful.

I almost thought I'd walked into the wrong building.

I thought it might help the silence to the bar of health officer.

I'd read for Irish colleague.

Well, no one could complain about our lighting now.

Even Mr. Martin.

Did you meet only on the seaside?

No.

But he was staying at the hotel.

I...

Of course I met him, but we barely exchanged a word.

You introduced him as your cousin.

Why would you feel the need to do that if you barely exchanged a word?

You were not.

I can't remember the last time you lied to me.

We were going to tell you.

We!

Did you and O'Neil arrange to meet at that hotel?

Knowing I wouldn't be there.

You met in secret with a young man. Without a chaperone.

You slept under the same room.

Is there worse?

Yes.

Erlen.

Erlen.

This is...

Didn't intend it to be anything but a few walks together.

Of course you did.

No. We're never able to just talk. To be friends.

I don't know. His job and mine had put us on opposite sides and everything seemed to conspire to make us enemies.

You didn't meet a young man at the seaside, furtively, if all you want to do is to talk.

You just wanted to spend time.

I know exactly what he wanted and to buy shame on yours.

I tell people how much like your mother you are.

There's nothing left of her in you now.

Sir, good ones knife lunches at one.

They've been on lunch today. Take the day off all of you.

For the beef song, sir.

Then go and eat it. Get out!

I'm not prepared for this.

Finn is a good man, Father. We're very much in love.

You have thrown yourself away on a self-seeking aim model.

You're dedicated and selfless, Doctor.

He is a scheming opera, Junist.

Whatever I've done, however wrong my behaviour, please don't insult him.

What is there to say of him?

I can't bear it. I'm not going to listen.

Your dear, as you told, was to live in my house.

Then I'd better leave your house.

You're my responsibility, Eleanor.

No, I was. But I fully accept that I've lost that privilege.

I'm sorry to have been the cause of such shame.

Thank you, Kate. I'll send for the rest of my things into you course.

Would you have this taken to Doctor and Neil at St. Jude's hospital, please?

Yes, ma'am.

I'm at the club, Kate. I have my keys.

What did you tell him?

Everything.

I had to. I'm not used to lying to my father.

And he threw you out?

No, I walked out.

Well, thank God for small mercies. You can walk back.

Finn, he was so harsh.

He cares for you. Of course he was harsh. I'd expect nothing else.

I can't go home.

When you can't stay here, how will you pay for a place like this?

Oh, sweetheart, I'm not a wealthy man.

I may be able to take a house on a wife's son enough,

but the expense of a hotel like this, in addition to my costs.

I see. I'm so sorry.

How badly I'm behaving towards everyone, all of a sudden.

And don't turn out cold and polite on me.

I wish I could keep you on a place like this, but I can't.

I'll call on your father tomorrow.

And if he won't see you?

He will.

We both care about you too much, not to.

Can you imagine the gossips when they find out you're estranged from your father,

all because of me?

I wish I could keep you on a place like this, but I can't.

I'll call on your father tomorrow.

And if he won't see you?

I'd rather all because of me.

And do we lead our lives to silence busy bodies?

If we want to practice medicine, yes.

God knows scandal loves a doctor and a nourished doctor.

There's no apology I can make that even begins to waste the hurt which we've caused you.

I know that.

But I've come here to ask for your permission to marry Eleanor, sir.

You have no need to ask me.

She's already taken control of her own destiny.

I think too much of you, Doctor Brus.

It's a bloody shame.

You didn't think it'll be more of my daughter?

Yes.

And so bitterly disappointed in the two of you.

And you have the gall to stand there and ask for my blessing.

I want to make an honest woman, Eleanor.

Surely was an honest woman.

Blameless.

Marrying her now does not take away the fact that you have turned her into a liar.

And to tell her you will not give her your blessing.

Precisely so I will not.

Good day.

If you put the floorboards back, making safe what you've done so far.

Not so much, Miss. We've needed all the work your father asked for.

I understand. But I think it's what we must do.

I'm sorry.

Miss Brownwell, it may be nothing to do with me.

It's everything to do with you, Mr. Marshall.

I'm afraid my father won't pay for the extra work after all.

He said he would.

Are you sure this isn't just a misunderstanding?

My father and I...

were estranged.

I can imagine almost anyone in this world been estranged but you.

I would have said the same thing myself a few days ago.

You're so devoted to each other and he's so very proud of you.

He was.

I've betrayed his trust.

It will blow over.

Don't ever forgive me.

This is nonsense.

Whatever you've done, your father can no more exist without you than a fish can live without water.

There is something I have to tell you.

Take my arm.

Holding tight.

What is it? I have to get back to work soon.

Two years ago at a bridge party, I met a woman called Nelly Walters.

Mrs. Nelly Walters.

No, wait, listen to me.

Her husband is an industrialist, a very wealthy man.

They were living a part of the time.

Oh no, don't tell me.

No, we were never lovers, never more than friends.

But he is suing for the voice under his name two correspondence.

I am one of them.

We were never even alone together.

And she has denied adultery for both of us.

But I'm afraid she was having an affair with the other gentlemen.

You will deny it.

Of course.

But there may be a deal of mud flying around.

Why didn't you tell me?

It may not come to anything.

More often than not, these cases vanish before they even get the court.

And I didn't know you were going to go to war with your father, did I?

What's that got to do with it?

Well, if you hadn't left the house, there would be no urgency about the wedding, would there?

I see.

It probably won't come to anything.

I just wanted to be completely open with you.

However late.

Only a week ago we were so happy.

We will be again at promise.

Eleanor.

Sweetheart, will you marry me?

This isn't how it should be.

This is all we have. I love you.

You please marry me.

Yes.

Damn it!

Kate!

Kate!

I'm sorry, sir. I was just in.

Help me with this, would you?

I don't know where my mind is today.

Garish, that's what it is.

Too bright by far.

We'll have more headaches than we can cope with.

You'll see.

Be happy, don't mind ya.

Say it else for you to mind about.

Perhaps you'll give me a riff.

That does it.

We'll see what the doctors have to say about this.

I will not be abused by a 16 year old from morning to a night.

You should treat me right then.

If you treat me right, then I'll treat you right.

What are you talking about, you silly boy?

Sydney.

All right, I'll lay off.

I'm not open with God, all right?

Just leave me alone.

I don't think my father will ever have a good load to say about Dr. Inley.

You have a very intense relationship, you and Dr. Brownwell.

I don't envy any man trying to enter your life.

It was three years and two babies before my father-in-law could bear to be in the same room as me.

But you have him for dinner every month?

Oh, yes.

Then, to I'm Scott's Catholic and Mrs. Marshall is English and a strict Baptist.

Be gentle with your father.

He's a proud man.

Give him lots of elbow room.

Once he's dug you in the ribs, he'll feel a lot more metal.

He's needing us tonight to talk about the future.

There you are then.

He's sharpening his elbows right now.

Best to wear your sturdiest corsets.

Mr. Marshall.

What's my father in the drawing, Kate?

I'll be if he directly miss.

That's all right. I'll show Dr. Inley.

No.

Dr. Bremen, what do you announce, Miss?

I'm sorry, Miss Inley now.

Dr. Inley Brownwell and Dr. Inley was her.

I understand you've chosen not to be married at our parish church.

Since you won't be giving me away, we thought it might cause you some embarrassment.

We thought it would give you pain, sir.

So it's to be a Marilabone church at 10am on 14th of next month?

Four weeks.

Four weeks?

And seemly haste.

I'm living in a hotel. I've an answer to a finite.

I can bear this no longer.

That's not why we came here.

We've handled everything very badly. I take full responsibility.

No, you don't.

I followed you down to the seaside. I held you as my cousin.

I came to your room.

And now because of me, both of you are talking like strangers, enemies.

I hope one day you may make room in your life for an awkward, but dutiful son-in-law.

And then maybe we'll find the happiness with desire for each other.

Hello.

Are you...

Your hotel is quite comfortable.

It's quite luxurious, but in person, I do miss them.

Yes. The kid's useless.

In your absence, sir.

Well, no young couple should throw their money away.

It's very ill.

Well, I imagine that you would like to leave your wedding from your own home, wouldn't you?

That would be the ideal.

Yes.

It really is. Very foggy. You shouldn't go out in that home.

Best that you move back in, I don't know.

Have Kate make up the fire in your room, would you? No. Um... no.

I'll do that.

Excuse me.

He pressed your phone.

Light duties for one more week, and then you'll be a spitter fiddle.

I didn't feel good.

Good morning.

Thank you.

I was enjoying watching the doctor, ain't it?

Is there someone we can talk?

A little less over.

How is it at home?

A father's still very distant, but we're both trying.

Good.

Well...

Finn, you're worrying me.

I've had news for my solicitor.

God, Eleanor, I'm sorry.

The Walters are going through the divorce, and I have been named.

But we expected that. We told me.

Why are you so worried?

Mrs. Walters is countersuying. There's going to be publicity.

She claims he visits the brothels.

She's naming a member of the royal family as a lover. All sorts of nonsense.

I see.

The biggest scandal of the century in your fiancé will be slapped bang in the middle of it.

I can bear it.

Just.

Thank you.

St. Jude's is not so loyal.

They want me to take a leave of absence from the hospital until the divorce is over.

How long will that be?

I have no idea.

And will they pay you?

But...

How will we live?

Last year, I was invited to lead a research team in Chicago.

Epidemiology. My main interest.

But it doesn't matter what the research is.

I'm thinking of accepting the invitation.

I see.

It's not ideal, but it's one way of dealing with an unpleasant situation.

But the divorce case.

I'll make a sworn statement before we live, denying everything.

It's for the best, Eleanor.

I've forgotten and I'm dizzy. This is where it ends.

I only said you could shut them bloody towels where they'd think most good.

Dr. Bramwell, I told Mr. Marshham this morning I should tell you now.

I'm in the cupboard. I only meant the cupboard.

It's not more thought you got a filthy mind.

That's very funny, Sydney.

We'll hear something else for you to love about.

You'll work the month out and then I'll waste more part of it.

I'm going out.

I should be back in half an hour, Dr. Marshham.

Very well looked, sir.

I didn't mean for him to be dismissed.

Then you shouldn't have made quite such a fuss, should you?

There, I don't get in some seats in here.

Oh, get off. He's all your fault.

No, it's car. Don't fuss over him.

Sydney, stop sniveling. I'll talk to Dr. Bramwell tomorrow.

And now, can we pretend that this is a working infirmary where we are not all

invariating degrees of emotional turmoil?

I'm not sure.

I'm going to go to the hotel.

I'm going to go to the hotel.

I'm going to go to the hotel.

I'm going to go to the hotel.

Hello.

What are you doing here?

I knew you'd be strailing over to your club.

You just thought you'd accompany me.

Do you mind?

No.

I'm going to get off that dreadful machine.

Thank you for allowing me to come home.

Well, you should never have left.

It's all right.

Sometimes you and I do make things very difficult for each other.

Yes.

And when other faults Mr. O'Neill may have,

he certainly does seem to know how to manage the tools.

He's gone to Cambridge this afternoon to talk to an American professor.

I'm going to go to the hotel.

He's gone to Cambridge this afternoon to talk to an American professor.

Father,

I hate it that I have to hurt you again.

It's bad not to be involved in a divorce,

but to go sneaking off to America.

I am not sneaking anywhere.

I was invited last year.

In as entirely innocent.

If you wish to throw yourself away on this man, Eleanor,

I can't stop you, but don't be bloody stupid about it.

This is not pretend that he has any claim to innocence or honor.

I have never behaved improperly towards Mrs. Walters.

Why not?

You did to my daughter?

And if you're so innocent, why are you scaring across the ocean?

I must earn my living somewhere.

There are no jobs in the length of it, not at my level. No.

My work is very important to me, sir.

At least in Chicago my career will continue.

Whatever other sacrifices I have to make, whatever sacrifices we all have to make because of you.

Yes.

And I'm deeply sorry.

Well, I'm not.

There's no point wringing our hands and being miserable about it.

I'll enjoy Chicago meeting new people.

Perhaps I'll even find work there too.

There's been something, Eleanor.

I've had all day to think about it and obviously I'll be sorry to leave.

You can't come.

I'm sorry.

I was about to tell you earlier that the salary is quite low.

And this afternoon it was made quite clear that the salary was quite low.

It was quite clear that the Americans can't offer married accommodation.

We'll have to postpone the wedding.

For how long?

Until I come back.

I'm sorry.

I'm bitterly disappointed too.

Hi.

See?

We haven't announced the engagement yet.

No one will think anything of it.

It needed me a problem.

It is to me.

Yes.

Of course.

I'm sorry.

This is all my fault.

Everything just happens.

The divorce, and all.

I won't hold you to our engagement.

You want to call it off?

No.

Of course not.

God, I love you.

I want to marry you.

But our circumstances have changed.

If you're having second thoughts.

Now you have finished with my daughter.

You have no objection if some other man picks up your leavings.

Is that it?

I've just about had all the insults I can stomach.

The insult is to my daughter!

Our marriage bed, Dr. Bramol, will not have room for you in between us.

He was coming around.

He'll come around again.

And we would never have set the wedding for next month.

If you hadn't fallen out with him.

I had no choice.

I once seen you about our time together.

Now he's taken you back.

And does no one know anything of the wedding plans?

An engagement of two years is nothing out of the ordinary.

It is at my age.

It is when the woman might be...

What are you saying?

I'm tired.

Helena?

Are you having your child?

A few months ago I fell in love with you.

And then we spent a weekend together.

And then my father and I were estranged.

And you were involved in a scandal.

And now you're going to America.

I don't...

I don't know, Finn.

I must get some sleep.

Good night.

And if I am,

he'll feel obliged to marry me.

He'll come to resent the child.

And everyone will know.

And all the old witches who count the months between marriage and birth.

And my father...

What will your father do?

I don't know.

Helena.

Your father will become a grand father.

Not for time.

Could wish for different son-in-law.

What time did she leave?

How far since she had no praise in her?

How did she see him?

I don't know, sir.

She's seen quite...

I didn't know you, sir.

I'm sorry.

Tell Cook we'd like something simple and light for supper tonight.

How does civilised our...

Adversity drive you and Mrs. Martian together.

And he seems to drive us apart.

Elodie is yet.

And our circumstances were rather different.

Our family's had to eat in this situation.

How did you manage to make them do that?

We had no choice but to get married.

Your first child?

And did her grandparents accept her?

Not immediately.

Eventually.

That must have been very hurtful for your wife.

A birth should be welcomed.

Oh dear.

Oh goodness.

I'm sorry.

It's such an emotional time.

He is standing by you.

It's very complicated. I know he would.

But...

No, butseth is a child.

He must.

I know, since such a turmoil, I've neither brought my brain nor my body seem to know what's happening.

You're doing very well, Miss Brownwell.

Really?

Yes.

Um, Rolfine, as Dr. Martian prescribed, he can drink as much liquid as he wants but no food yet.

You said doctor.

All of you supper, Sherlock.

You were not.

Of course you may, Sydney, if you're still hungry.

Thanks, Miss. Shame to lay it wise.

You've had him dismissed, Nurse Carr, isn't that enough?

I never asked for him to be dismissed.

You're between patient and full of your own worries to listen to any of us.

I don't know why I bother, doctor.

Whatever I do, it's never enough, is it?

I'm supposed to make something good of Sydney.

But when I try to do so, I'm sorry.

I don't want him thrown out.

No. It was my short temper. I am sorry.

When the moment's right, I'll sort it out.

It is past eight. You've been here twelve hours. You must be exhausted.

Time I took my daughter home. Wouldn't you say, Nurse Carr?

I think someone should, sir. She's dead on her feet.

I'll take a while to get a cab.

I'd rather walk. Get some pressure.

You took me to the solstuit.

Stirl along and watch the world passes by.

But I've troubles into perspective.

You shouldn't be arrested.

No. I don't think there's any need.

I've been feeling a little poorly today, I think.

All right.

That'll be kind. You'll make me cry.

You're sure?

I'm not carrying a child.

Thank God.

I won't hold you to our engagement.

As you released me, so I...

I have no wish to be free of you.

I love you well, no brown one.

I want to marry you.

And you may yet.

Perhaps.

I don't know.

My father has come to terms with what happened between us.

Well, I think he's forgiven me.

When you come back from America, we'll meet.

And...

And if you still love me...

And I love you.

I'll marry.

No obligation, no duty.

Just love.

I'm sorry.

Bloody old cow, you called me.

Oh, never. Anyway, you are.

Bloody old you, I'm a dad.

If I was, I'd give you much worse than that.

You're your unwashed enemy, Sidney.

Nah. That's her job.

Sidney, this is an infirmary.

These people are sick.

Dr. Marshham and Nurse Carr work long and hard without complaint.

You, on the other hand, lounge and slouch about foul, mouth and resentful people.

It's on me all the time.

Be quiet.

We're all going to the treatment room right now.

And if you want to keep your job, you'll apologise to Nurse Carr.

I'm right.

Then you can tell us why you've turned into such a full temper, little monster.

And then we shall decide what your fate should be.

You said I could come in a tea with you.

You said you'll make me a cake.

I will, I just haven't had the time.

I waited for weeks.

You never thought what you promised.

Mum and Mum don't like me.

You don't like me either.

Mum and Lites me.

How can I take a nasty swearing boy home to my old mother?

I don't swear at your old lady.

Be a gentleman.

Would you?

Well, tomorrow.

Tea with me and my mother.

I'll make a fruitcake.

I want curse or nothing.

I promise.

I want a piece making you up.

I wish I could solve your problems as easily.

Some problems solve themselves.

But you've been a great strength.

I've ever confused the world may get.

Mr. Marshm is always there.

Will you write to him?

Yes, I think so.

I'm so hard to say goodbye.

I'm very proud of you.

Was there ever another father like you?

Would you thank you?

No, don't.

I do wish that so much of the last humans hadn't happened.

It did. It passed.

Story ended.

Until that bloody Irishman returns from America.

Still.

Two years is a long time.

Cross that bridge when we come to it, eh?

I'm so proud of you.

Thank you.