Glorious 39 Page #3

You've already met Kathleen,

my sister. Her boy is in the choir.

Yes.

I hope you approve. I'm conducting

the choir myself tonight.

It's an anthem that reaches back

almost as far as your family!

Let us hope

he is an improvement on the last one.

Are we allowed to wave at Walter?

You're still looking so pale, my dear.

Yes.

I was just thinking about

Mr. Balcombe. What does he do, Papa?

He works at the Home Office

doing various things.

He's in the secret service.

It's obvious.

Is he?

Would he have taken

an interest in Hector?

Very possibly, but I don't think

he can have bumped him off.

Bumped him off?

Anne, your love of the dramatic!

No, I didn't mean that, of course.

Mind you, he is rather spooky.

He seems a little odd, I admit,

but he shares my love of fishing.

It's just... Hector seemed

worried about him.

You can't just get rid

of Members of Parliament like that.

Both the 1st part...

and the 3rd part.

Forgive a statement that's obvious,

but evil has to be stood up to.

I'll ask Mr. Balcombe

to move all the stuff

he's got stored in our sheds.

It's not right

we have things around the house

and we don't know what they are.

He can do it very soon.

He's coming to the picnic.

We'll feed him up and then get him

to take everything away.

What a splendid estate

you have here!

It's no wonder you're so proud of it,

Sir Alexander.

I remember hearing you speak

at a meeting

- about the wonders of nature.

- It's marvellous someone remembers.

It was inspiring.

I know I've seen you

in the theatre many times.

really stood out.

- Your porter, in Macbeth...

- Yes.

Drunken porter, as I remember.

Especially towards

the end of the week.

Come on, everybody.

We've got to walk off all this food.

- Let's go to the mossy island.

- Why do we have to?

I can't move!

We can't take the baby

to the mossy island.

It's all right. I'll stay here

and look after it.

Don't worry, Aunt Elizabeth,

I'll stay. Learn my lines.

We'll both sit

and look after him together.

I think I might stretch my legs

after all, if you don't mind.

I'll lose all use of them

if I don't get out

of this ridiculous chair at once.

Are you sure there's nobody here?

There shouldn't be.

Oliver?

They must have come back for him.

Oliver?

Oliver!

Hello!

Papa!

Have you got Oliver with you?!

Papa?

Walter! Didn't you hear me?

Have they got Oliver with them?

- No. YOU'VE got Oliver.

- No, he's gone.

Somebody must've come back

for him when I wasn't looking.

He's not on the mossy island.

I've just been there.

Hello? Who's that?

Walter, go back and get them all,

right now. Go on.

Go and get them all right now.

Quick!

Oliver!

Oliver!

Who's got Oliver?!

Walter! What are you doing here?

I told you to go and find them all!

I've done that. They're all

coming back. I came to help.

- Are you playing a game, Walter?

- No, I'm not playing a game.

Did you move Oliver?

Were you told to play a game?

I told you, I am not playing a game.

Tell me where Oliver is.

Tell me where he is!

Anne!

There she is.

- Have you got Oliver?

- We haven't.

He's gone!

I was just there, and

I turned round and he was gone,

- and the pushchair vanished!

- Calm down.

- He can't have gone far.

- They took the pushchair!

- My God!

- I found his shoe.

If we all fan out,

we can cover a lot of ground.

I'm so sorry!

- Oliver!

- Oliver!

I think we should take this path.

But I've looked here. Of course I have.

We're following the path!

- I've been down this path.

- Everything's all right.

Everything's going to be all right.

He's not anywhere here.

I've looked here, of course I have!

Oliver!

My God! Thank God!

We've found him, everybody!

Here he is, safe and sound.

The panic's over.

I'm sorry!

How on earth did he get there?

I don't know. I really don't know. I...

I must have fallen asleep

for a few seconds and... he was gone.

- Somebody moved him.

- Somebody moved him?

Maybe you were concentrating

so much on your lines, darling,

- you walked with him, not realising.

- I didn't walk with him!

- I didn't move him!

- Are you sure about that?

- You said you fell asleep.

- I didn't walk with him.

I didn't move him,

I'm absolutely certain.

I did not move him!

He did have a hell of a lot

packed away in our sheds.

I hear they've got

the Duke of Wellington

to take several tons

of confidential material

and put it in his basement!

They're so worried

about Communist infiltration,

they'd rather put it

in a duke's wine cellar.

What excuse did you give, Papa,

to make him take it all away?

I said in winter the sheds all leak.

I didn't move the baby.

You ought to believe me.

- I do.

- Then who moved him?

- It was Walter.

- Walter?

- Why would he do that?

- Maybe it WAS the boy. Who knows?

Perhaps he'd had wine

when we weren't looking.

Or somebody

asked him to move him.

Why would they do that, darling?

To make me seem unreliable,

a bit dotty.

He knows I'm friends

with Lawrence and with Hector.

I think we should let Mr. Balcombe

disappear with all his boxes

and just not invite him again - ever.

We want to be sure we get rid of him,

which I'm sure we can do.

We've lost a terrific chance

to do a lot of snooping.

- So, I think that is everything.

- Including all the foxtrots?

I believe so, yes.

And there's nothing left behind

in here, is there?

- In the house?

- I don't think so, Joseph.

No.

No. I don't know of anything.

Come in.

I just wanted to see how you are.

I'm absolutely fine.

There's nothing wrong with me.

Of course not.

Anyway, the spooky man

has gone at last.

Papa says we're returning

to London in the morning.

- Really?

- Yes.

Because Parliament

may be about to be recalled.

It's a bit of a crisis, apparently.

But I think it's terrific we're going.

Nowadays I can't stand it

down here after a couple of weeks.

No disrespect to Sonia.

You'll forgive me, won't you?

I really miss Horatio.

Sir Alexander!

I wasn't expecting you!

The house is not aired!

We had no idea you were

coming back to London today.

And Mrs. Hardiman is not back

till the end of the week.

No need to alarm yourself, Betty.

We live in unpredictable times.

We can manage without Mrs. Hardiman.

And there is this awful racket

from next door, sir.

They're getting ready for a party.

- There's been banging all day long.

- I'm sure it will all be fine.

As long as they don't

throw anything into our garden.

And remember to invite us.

It doesn't seem to be

our home at all, does it?

The house all wrapped up like this.

- No.

- The FO will be abuzz.

Glorious... I know

it's a very sensitive subject,

but with my new job,

I have access to all sorts of things,

and I know who to ask

to find out even more.

So...only if you wish it, of course,

but I could find out

who your real parents were.

- You could?

- So what do you think?

I don't know if I want to know.

For some reason,

it's never really worried me

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