Candleshoe Page #3

Are you kidding?

And there was something hidden

in the cavity behind it.

Do you recognise this?

A box. No, I don't think so.

Look carefully, dear. Are you sure

you have never seen it? It's very

important.

No.

No.

Although...

I don't understand.

Oh, my dear!

Oh, my dear!

Welcome to Candleshoe!

Welcome to Candleshoe!

Welcome to Candleshoe!

She did it!

She bloody did!

Would you be so kind, Mr. Bundage, to go

to town and return to the child's things.

I would be most impressive. She wouldn't even

let her leave. She wouldn't let her even come back

to get her bleeding clothes.

Oh, Harry, Harry!

Clara!

We are in.

We are in.

Come in.

I put these away, but they

belong in here now.

Teddy and Piggy Wig.

Well, I called them

Teddy and Piggy Wig?

That what you called them when

you were a little.

What odd!

But only...

Yes.

I know, just a, it seems to me

she smelled like lilacs.

That was your mother's favourite

scent.

Oh.

Good night, dear.

Yeah, night.

Sleep well.

Dining room, great hall.

Drawing room.

Library.

You just have to go through every

book that you find it.

It has got to be a million of them.

Where there is Will

there is a Way.

A little knowledge

is a dangerous thing.

Search and

you will find.

Hi. Who are you?

I'm Cluny,

you've missed the breakfast. Mr. Priory

send me to find you.

Check.

Here she is.

Hi.

Good Morning, Miss Margaret, how

about some breakfast?

Bobby, go and get fresh part of marmalade.

Come and meet the rest of the family,

Miss Margaret.

Ah, Listen, if you don't mind, my

name is Casey, ha?

If you prefer it...

Cluny, you already met.

Yeah, right, I met Cluny.

Over here, struggling with the churn,

is Peter.

Hi. Hello, welcome to Candleshoe.

This is Anna.

Hey, somebody catch.

Hey, well held.

The acrobatic member of the family

is Bobby.

Now, what about breakfast?

Oh, no, look, this will do.

Are you sure?

Yeah, positive.

Anna, give her a glass of milk.

Come on Bobby, help me with the

seperator.

When you finished that, you can help

making the beds, okay?

You got to be kidding.

Margaret,

Margaret, my dear.

Her ladyship?

She is not coming in here.

I hope not.

Casey, go and see what she wants?

Quick!

Hi.

Ohoo, there you are.

Good Morning.

Are you calling me?

Yes, I was actually, I wondered if you

liked to take a little walk with me.

Oh, bother.

Priory!

Oh, there you are, my dearies.

Good morning.

Hello, grandmother.

Anna, I see you met your new friend.

Yes, grandmother, in the kitchen.

Anna, would you go and find Priory

for me, please.

Yes, grandmother.

Grandmother, now that your real

grand daughter is here, would you send

us away.

Good gracious! If I did that, whom would I

find slide up and down

the great hall?

Splendid!

Yes, my lady?

Priory, I seem to have mislaid my

spectacles again.

Will you keep an eye out for them.

Of course, my lady.

And Priory, fetch me a stale bread,

I am taking Miss Margaret for a stroll

around at Candleshoe.

Very good, my lady.

Priory!

My lady.

Where are the fresh roses I ordered

for the hall table.

I'm sorry, my lady, it is Mr. Gipping,

he is one of the cranky moods again.

He woouldn't let me in his garden.

What a cheek. Indeed!

It is not his garden, it's my garden.

And so I shall tell him immediately.

Now, oh, my lady, he will be having

his cup of tea.

Oh, good heavens, come on, quick.

Hey, what is going on?

Don't tell her. She has to know.

Not now. Come on.

Tell me what?

This place is a nut house.

Gipping, where are you?

Gipping!

Ah, there you are.

Gipping!

I wish to speak to you.

Gipping, when I order roses for the house,

I pick the cat roses, is that clear?

All you need is orders, you see? If I meet

your orders, your flowers come bust.

Oh, do they, indeed?

You used to be a good, pleasant gardener,

but in recent year you become fairly tiresome

and crotchety.

So that is the way, is it?

Crotchety, am I?

If I am known to be associated with such

a character, I do wash my hands

and put on my sunday best

Gipping, we are discussing roses.

Go about a lot to work, and be

subjected to insults.

You get wind up drawers about nothing.

Mr. Gipping!

You are patrion old woman, now ten

more roses I'll see you fat.

Your roses?

Very well.

If that is your attitude

you are dismissed.

Priory!

Priory!

Quick!

Help.

Get the boots, get the boots.

Priory!

Oh.

Priory!

Psst, psst.

Yes, my lady.

I have dismissed Gipping. I wish him

packed and out of here by this evening.

I see. You wouldn't care to reconsider

the matter, I suppose?

Certainly not.

He was impertinent.

That is just his way, my lady. And

he would be very hard for me

to replace.

He would?

Very hard.

And I'd make sure that

you had fresh roses for the hall

every morning.

You would.

Well, perhaps I might give him one

more chance.

But you may tell him that this is

positively his last.

Oh, my lady, the stale bread.

Oh, thank you, Priory.

Oh, Margaret, my dear, I'm so sorry

to have kept you waiting.

Oh, that is okay with me. I don't mind at all.

Good.

I tell you what I think.

I think she is no more lady the grand

than a postman

She is here for a purpose.

And it is up to us to discover what

it is.

These kids back at the house?

They were lady too?

No, not really, they were of children's

home just outside the village.

That was terribly crowded and I had

so much room here, so they agreed

to let them stay with me. Somehow

we've become a family.

Lovely, isn't it?

Yeah.

Never seen anything like it.

What is that over there?

That is the boundary of Candleshoe.

I don't suppose your experience of

family life has been a happy one.

What family life?

I tell you, the only thing I remember

about family life is nothing, zero.

One forstamped to another

I mean, who wants to care about

the the kids to take an inch for welfare

money and food stuffs?

I mean, who really cares?

Rackets just like everything else.

Who worries the rackets.

First thing I ever learned is to know

in the morning to duke something, ha?

Get him up, first punch is yours.

I see.

Yeah, well.

Maybe you do, maybe you don't.

But you can't go through life alone.

I ain't alone.

I got me.

Listen, if you don't hand it out, you

don't have to worry about not getting to

pack.

"For the sunrise student there is trasure

among books..."

"For the sunrise student there is trasure

among..."

Aah, who is it? Yeah. Come on in.

It's me. Are you awake?

Yeah, I think I am.

How come, you are not in bed.

I got something for you.

What is that?

Garlic.

Garlic?

Garlic keeps ghosts away.

Garlic keeps everyone away.

Thanks, kid, but I don't

believe in ghosts.

Not even the ghost of Captain Joshua?

His boots creaking on the corridore

in search of his hidden treasure. His sword

tap, tap ,tap on the panelling

of his death.

Please, have garlic.

Thanks, kid.

I like you.

Yeah, I like you, too.

And now beat it

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