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It worked here as a butler:

John Caxton.

He could have been nicer.

Welcome home, Captain.

- Thank you, and you too.

Father.

- My sweetheart.

What is this?

- They haunted the house.

They could injure themselves.

- So she was like a dog leash?

Did you know this?

- What would we do differently?

If you prefer that she falls down the stairs?

She is blind.

They had better get used to.

- I'm used to.

I'm very used to it.

How are you, Mary?

- What do you think?

Seven months locked

with a blind girl for company.

You're not ill?

- No.

Fatigue and melancholy

No illnesses.

Where is Sefton?

- Bye, dad.

Did your mother and your sister

No company account?

Sometimes.

- Attack him not hard, come.

Do not you see

I have taken?

Honey.

Spores.

- That what you wanted?

You're late.

He got them all from Lord Farrar.

And better than this pair, I'm afraid.

- Is that so?

He is his godfather,

He may quite something.

Of course. Why was he here?

He stayed near

and came to us with some friends.

Did you guess?

- I had to, it's my own house.

Otherwise it was inappropriate.

- How much have you lost?

A little.

- A little?

A little or much.

What does it make?

You will still be angry.

- And I, father? I get nothing?

You would almost think.

Let's see ...

No, there seems nothing left to lie.

Unless ...

Tell me, please.

Help me.

Say something, mother.

I agree.

- This is Jacob.

He will be your special assistant.

Lead him around and let him see his home.

But first ...

Burn it.

- Is that wise, sir?

Walk with me, Jacob.

Then you describe what you see.

What a beautiful place.

- Really?

Beautiful trees.

- Dad was talking frequently about the boom rigging.

Look at this. Here he was loved.

Hang you should do,

to commemorate him.

It is not necessary.

Your father as a child

love these Christmas decorations.

You can give a party.

- There is room for design.

Then we give a party

when daddy comes back.

We gave splendid balls

in my youth.

Oh, Darn.

What the hell is this?

It's a Bible.

The Bible of the master.

How strange. I wondered where he was,

I had lost him for years.

He pretended to his son Jacob.

- Yes.

This is fun.

Do not you come inside?

- Of course.

Where did you find him?

Well, actually he found me.

He was hidden on board,

he had fled.

What escape?

- He's a runaway slave.

He would be sold on the market

in Charleston, but he escaped.

He hid on board.

He heard our destination,

and swam to the ship.

I hid it in a container for

the harbor master. And here it is.

But he is still someone?

I pretend I did not hear.

You may a stowaway

not help?

All it is:
To Jacob or another

slave to help, I break every rule.

He's terribly smart,

I've never seen a kid.

Let Sefton not hear that.

What you gonna do with him?

As I said:

He is a friend of Susan.

I thought you were a joke.

- He can read her ...

... With her learning. He is her eyes.

- Maybe so, but ...

Go on.

- Well ...

... Apart from anything else,

he is also ...

Not British.

- Would that it make a difference?

Come on honey, you know how it is

as a foreigner in another country.

Be nice to him.

- It's a boy.

I know.

- Perkins And then?

Susan is too old for a nanny.

A boy can not stop her

bathing or dressing. Where is he sleeping?

He sleeps in the stables. Take a girl

employed. Jacob, Susan Friend.

You talk of this former slave

no assistant.

What will people say?

- I do not care.

We will be laughed at.

He will not stay long, really.

He will not feel at home.

But he felt at home.

- Of course, Susan was blind.

That I should have known.

- What do you mean?

How did Jacob with this?

- That he thought the matter.

He freed her, he gave her wings.

He is too big for both of us.

But that does not interest us.

Not at all.

Who is that?

- Saint Christopher, of course.

Why is he here?

- He has always been.

Was the old burned?

- A little bit.

Why?

Fred Boggis formed a chain

to extinguish.

Boggis, there was already one?

- There's always been a Boggis.

After the fire had the master

build a large music room.

But she found nothing.

It was not an easy marriage.

- They are few marriages.

Few.

- Are you married, Mr Boggis?

Yes.

It is currently calm,

that can sometimes happen.

Very quiet.

I just put coffee in your grandmother.

Want some?

Mrs. Tweedie, have you ever seen?

- Who?

The people here

formerly lived.

The Oldknows.

- Mrs. Oldknow lives here now.

Or not?

I mean for example, Susan,

or Caxton.

Do not get in with that superstitious nonsense.

Let the dead bury the dead.

It says so in the Bible.

I never understood.

How can dead bury the dead?

No idea. But if I do not hurry,

the coffee is cold.

Close the door open.

Who is this? Who is here?

- What do you mean?

I, Tolly.

- You were here before.

Who are you talking?

- Last year.

When Perkins came for me.

- That's two nights ago.

Quick, where can we hide?

- Over here.

Hide in the closet.

- In the closet.

Where is that scoundrel?

- Who are you?

Not choose his side.

I hear you guys laughing at me.

You are also so funny.

- Mr. Sefton.

Step aside.

- Leave her alone.

Come with me,

little Jacob.

I have work for you.

- I have to keep Susan.

Miss Susan, you scoundrel.

- I have to do what Miss Susan says.

I now recommend.

- The captain has really said.

Stay out, Boggis.

- He said.

What a brutality.

- When dad was there, did you not.

But he's not.

Let him go.

- Can I help? Say what I can do.

Do not worry,

he dares not to hurt him.

But who ...

- Let's go look.

No, let me go.

- Let him go, Sefton.

Backwards, cat. Control your.

I want him a job improves.

A pheasant fell into the chimney,

and I want him.

Do not. Do not do it, Jacob.

- Hold it against, Mr. Caxton.

This would not happen if there was sir.

- Shut up. Mr. Sefton is the boss.

Hurry up, you dog.

I want my bird, I'm tired.

Do not.

It's okay. I can.

You take care of all the fuss.

Take her away before I really get angry.

- Come on.

You can wait in your room.

It'll be fine.

Faster.

Put the stove.

Then he goes faster.

- You don 't do.

He can not force you.

- What are you on man?

Come on, do not be so difficult.

Holy sh*t.

I would do it ...

- You would what? You get rid of your position.

Pray for him,

more we can do.

The precious traces

Lord Farrar.

Send someone behind him.

- Who do you suggest?

I'll be in trouble

if something happens to him.

Make the fire, Boggis.

It was only a joke,

where is your sense of humor?

More beautiful than that of the master, eh?

What? Who's there?

- Still, it's me.

You okay? Are you hurt?

- No.

Will you help me Mr. Sefton

for the fool?

I am too busy for, Susan.

What is it, Sefton?

He has the cowl Jacob

sent.

Is that correct?

- Who cares?

Is it true?

- So what?

How stupid of you, sweetheart.

What do you say to your father

if he's hurt?

In hunting

was a bird in the chimney.

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