Love Letters Page #9

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I think that's the way to enjoy life.

When there's no stops,

no rails or no guards.

Right.

Look, since you like motoring so much,

we'll travel to the end of... our coupon.

Alan, let's go that way.

Oh, that's a bad road to drive.

How do you know?

Have you ever been there?

No, but you can see it.

Oh, what's the matter?

Is there something there

you don't want me to see?

Of course not. How could there be?

Then let's go back.

I want to go that way.

All right. If you want to go that way.

Longreach! Let's go to Longreach,

whatever that is.

We have to see everything

sooner or later.

Sooner or later, here we go.

I love discovering new places.

- This is also new to me.

- Is it?

Yes, darling. It is.

What a dismal place over there.

Don't look at it.

It fascinates me.

Let's stop at the gate.

All right.

If you're going to see it, so am I.

Looks so neglected and desolate.

People don't let this happen

to a house without a reason.

I wonder why?

Hey, wait a minute.

Oh, maybe they know.

Good morning.

I'm sorry to have startled you.

I know we're trespassing.

My wife wanted to see the place.

Whose house is this? Who owns it?

The owner has gone away.

It looks like a haunted house.

Well, I'm sorry to have disturbed you.

Maybe I shouldn't have interrupted him.

It was rude of me.

I shouldn't be so curious.

Very rude.

Imagine my wife speaking to strange men!

I suppose now

I'll have to learn how to be a lady.

Darling, you don't want to be a lady.

Who cares about a lady?

Oh darling, our house

has never seemed so beautiful.

Wonderful house.

Oh, it was fun today.

You're so gay all the way home.

Happiest day of my life.

Oh, Alan, look at our garden!

Stop! Don't move!

I want to see you like this.

You're beautiful.

Your beautiful and safe.

And nothing in the world

can never touch you.

"I think of you, my dearest

as a distant promise of beauty...

untouched by the world. "

Roger wrote me that to me.

His name was Roger!

I don't remember his face.

But he had a strange handwriting.

I loved him.

Alan, I loved him!

I don't know who he was.

I don't know how I lost him.

But...

His letters.

His letters meant so much to me.

Nothing will ever be like that again.

Singleton!

No...

No, that's not what he called me.

I don't remember what he called me.

Oh, Alan. What am I doing to you?

All right. I understand.

I love you, Alan.

I don't want to leave you.

Don't let me.

I'm so afraid.

I don't understand myself anymore.

I love you.

But I have no right to say it.

You have.

You mustn't think about it now.

You must rest. And think of it calmly.

And get used to it.

It's only a memory. It's past.

You can't change anything.

Only will you be patient with me?

Will you give me time?

Of course.

Don't be afraid.

You'll forget him.

Have you forgot Victoria Morland?

Yes, as I've forgot Victoria Morland.

But you haven't forgotten her.

Victoria Morland.

You love her.

Singleton!

Singleton!

Where's Mrs. Quinton?

Up in the garden.

She was up before I got up.

Is there something wrong, Mr. Alan?

Good morning early bird!

Oh.

Hello, Alan.

I couldn't sleep so I...

I thought I'd come out

and pick some berries for breakfast.

I'm all right, Alan.

Don't worry about me.

It's all right.

It's only that there

something like a fog.

And I can't seem to get through it.

Shapes come in close I should recognize.

And yet when I reach for them,

there's nothing there.

Yes.

I'll help you.

Yes, help me, Alan.

Then we'll have breakfast together.

Arggh!

It's blood, Alan! Right here it's blood.

No, no. It's fruit stains! That's all.

I had a knife in my hand.

There was a fire burning.

He was on the floor by the fire.

There were spots on my white dress.

What happened then?

What did I do then, Alan?

What did I do?

No. I don't want to see Aunt Beatrice.

Your Aunt Beatrice isn't here. Come on.

No, this is not a house.

It was another house. It was nice.

What happened then, Alan?

What did I do?

Who was there? Tell me!

Tell me what happened, Alan.

- Mack!

- Yes?

I must know. Tell me what happened.

What happened? Who would know?

I want to know.

Help her.

I'm afraid. I'm afraid.

There isn't anything to fear.

I'm afraid of you.

- Take care of her, Mack.

- All right.

Don't let anybody in.

Where are you going?

London.

I must see Miss Beatrice Remington.

It's most urgent.

Ms. Remington is not here any longer.

Not here?

No, she has left, sir.

Where'd she go?

She refused to tell us.

We could not hold her.

- She left against medical advice.

- When?

About two weeks ago.

I see. Thank you.

Why did Mr. Quinton go to London?

I don't know, ma'am.. He didn't tell me.

Strange. He didn't tell me either.

Don't you worry, Mrs. Quinton.

Mr. Alan will come back

in a couple of hours.

He shouldn't.

He should never come back.

There now, Mrs. Quinton.

That's no way to talk.

Don't watch me, Mack.

Aye, ma'am.

Hello, Mrs. Quinton.

Not much today.

Just one letter for Captain Quinton.

There, you see. I'm not afraid.

Afraid? Why should you be afraid?

I'm not.

Beatrice Remington?

Beatrice Remington?

Beatrice Remington?

Beatrice Remington?

Singleton.

Singleton.

Mack!

Singleton! Singleton!

She's gone, Mr. Alan.

I've looked everywhere.

- She's gone

- Where?

I don't know.

What happened?

I don't know.

She seemed all right.

She asked me not to watch her.

I didn't want to make her angry.

So I left her alone.

That was the last I saw her.

- Did she say anything.

- Not a word.

She must be somewhere.

I've called all the neighbors.

But nobody seems to have seen her.

I've got to telephone Dilly first.

Where are you going?

Dodd, go see who it is.

Who is it?

It's her.

Alone?

All by herself.

- Should I let her in?

- Yes.

Please forgive me for coming here.

I know you don't know me.

I am Mrs. Alan Quinton.

I need your help.

I must find Victoria Morland.

Why did you come here?

Because

I read your letter about Victoria.

You know where she is.

Why do you wish to find her?

Because my husband is in love with her.

How do you know that?

He loved her once. And then...

Something happened. He lost her.

He can't seem to forget her.

I don't think he ever will.

Then it's jealousy

that brought you here.

Oh, no!

You want to save him from a rival.

No..

I want to give him up.

I don't understand.

I want to bring Victoria Morland

back to him.

I'll tell her everything.

She'll forgive him.

He'll find a new happiness with her.

Because you see... I can't

stay with him any longer.

Because you don't love him?

Because I love him so much.

I have no right to remain with him.

Why?

Don't ask me to explain. I can't.

I don't remember.

But I remember a knife.

And the white dress.

And a courtroom.

They said I killed my husband.

I don't want Alan to know.

Please!

Please help me to save him!

Let him find Victoria Morland again.

That he'll forget me.

Then it won't hurt him so much.

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