Anne of Green Gables: The Continuing Story Page #9

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What's going on?

What's going on?

Nothing... But I think

they're bombing the city.

The Zeps are coming.

Everyone, down to the basement.

Down to the basement, please.

All the way down

to the basement, please.

Everything's under control.

All the way down.

Everyone, down

to the basement, please.

Down to the basement.

That's it, mam.

Down to the basement.

All the way down.

Thank you, sir.

Mind your step, love.

I hate this stupid old war.

When can I go back to sleep?

Soon, soon.

You'll remind him some day

he learned to toddle

while London burned.

Ha, ha, wonky little thing.

Let me out of here.

Fred... Fred.

You're all right.

You're safe down here.

You're safe. Come on.

Not to worry, everyone.

Good excuse to clear out

this load of old rubbish.

Can I hold him, Madame?

All right.

Your baby's not ill, I hope.

Oh, no, no. He's quite fine now.

Just got a little cough.

I only ask because

my husband... He nearly died

at the front from the pneumonia.

He's home on leave soon.

All we can think about is

getting back to Canada.

Where in Canada?

Halifax.

Ha, ha, no.

I taught in Halifax for five years.

We're from Prince Edward island,

just off the coast of Nova Scotia.

My dad used to sing

to us about Canada.

# So farewell to Nova Scotia,

you sea-bound coast #

# Let your mountains

dark and dreary be #

# For when I'm far away

on the briny ocean tossed #

# Will you ever give

a sigh and a wish for me...? #

"We regret to inform you that

the whereabouts of your husband"

"Captain Gilbert Blythe"

"are currently unknown. "

"We have reason

to believe that the enemy"

"may have captured

Captain Blythe. "

This, um, what does this,

what does this mean?

No one knows conclusively

if he's dead.

When a prisoner of war's tags

are returned through the Red Cross,

the prisoner may have

been moved to another camp,

or simply disappeared.

Someone must know where he went.

He's the head of his division.

I'm very sorry, Madame.

Please... He didn't just cease to exist.

Under the circumstances,

I don't believe they can claim

the individual as missing in action.

Dr. Blythe, like many

other medical personnel,

may have been captured and

forced to work for the enemy.

He may have come in contact

with certain information

that made him a target...

we just don't know.

What... In heaven's name?

The Findlays asked us

downstairs for tea.

I come back to find this.

Where's Dominic?

With the Findlay's.

What's going on, Anne?

I don't know.

How much do you really know

about Jack Garrison...

where is he?

I don't know.

I spoke to the dodds. They don't

seem really concerned.

Someone must be watching us.

Diana hasn't been able

to arrange passage.

Fred!

I'm doing my best.

Just be grateful

you're as safe as you are.

Well, it's possible it may have

been a thief, Mrs. Blythe.

But, then again,

nothing was stolen.

Uh... Has this ever happened before?

No, the room has been

sealed for months

at Mr. Garrison's request.

Are you sure couldn't

have been officer Wright?

You have to admit he's been

acting awfully erratically.

Thank you for looking after

Dominic for me.

It's all right.

We had a lovely afternoon together.

I received some news

today about my husband.

I found out he was

a P.O.W. In Germany.

What do you mean, "was. "

No one seems to know

what's happened to him.

I'm so sorry.

But I keep thinking...

If he was really dead,

surely I would know that

in my heart.

I would feel

a terrible... Emptiness.

You can understand that?

Can't you, Mrs. Findlay?

Shh... I know, I know, Anne.

You mustn't give up hope.

Wh... let go of me! Ahh!

Shh, shh, shh.

It's me. It's Jack.

It's Jack. Don't be afraid.

Are you ok? You ok?

What are you trying to do?

Scare me half to death?

I have been waiting and waiting.

This is the only safe place

for us to talk.

Where have you been?

I'm sorry it's taken so long.

Colette and I need to meet

so we can make arrangements

for the, for...

What?

Colette is dead, Jack.

There was a...

The boy?

He's safe.

I tried to contact you.

Where is he?

He's in the apartment.

I can't let anyone know I'm here.

Help me.

Get me into the apartment.

Yes.

Someone broke in to the apartment.

Did you see anyone?

No. Why can't anyone

know that you're here?

Who's watching Dominic?

I left him with a friend.

Let's hope it's still here.

Can't you tell me what you're up to?

I'm involved in something

very important.

I need to make sure

you and Dominic are safe.

I know I can trust you

implicitly, Anne.

I want to send him

back to Canada.

No, no. Don't do that.

My plans have changed now.

Colette and I weren't married.

But Dominic...

He's my flesh and blood.

It was never my intention

to get involved with Colette.

But I did.

And I loved her.

You better hurry.

I should never have encouraged

them to come with me.

No, you shouldn't have.

Nor put me in the middle of this.

Look...

I'm involved in American government

underground efforts

to end the war.

But I'm being followed.

I need you to stay put

until I can contact you

with arrangements for Dominic.

I can't stay here indefinitely.

It won't be for that long.

Anne, you can't tell anyone.

You can't tell the neighbours,

you can't tell any guests

in the hotel, no one

that I've been here.

Where will you go?

I got your last cable

through pershing.

Leave any messages

for me at the embassy.

I got to get out of here.

Did you ever find your husband?

His field unit was captured

at Neufchateau.

I plan to go back for him.

You never give up, do you?

No.

Promise to take care of my boy

if anything happens to me.

What's going to happen to you?

Nothing.

Nothing, for the moment.

Just promise me.

I promise.

Thank you.

Join us, Anne...

you need a solid breakfast

before a long day's job hunt.

I'll be fine.

You've been more than generous.

I insist.

You'll fade away to nothing, you will.

I'm actually very hungry, thank you.

I'll get Dominic a sweater.

Can I order for you?

Thank you, Fred.

I'm beginning to feel

like we're a married couple.

Let's get some food.

Mrs. Blythe?

My name's Fergus Keegan.

I'm editor-in-chief of the

London illustrated dispatch.

I was hoping to introduce myself.

Jack Garrison worked for us.

I was wondering if you'd

had contact with him.

No, I'm afraid not.

Are you waiting here to meet him?

No, I-I knew Jack in New York.

And he's just lent my friend

and me his apartment

while we're here in London.

Forgive me...

Jack used to feed us reports

concerning events at the front,

and he is sorely missed.

We were very successful

at selling his stories

to the American papers.

And I was hoping that he would be

returning to London.

I'm afraid I can't help you.

Excuse me,

but how do you know me?

The hotel manager

mentioned that you

were staying in Jack's apartment

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