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Well, I think I'll turn in.

Early start tomorrow.

Good night, Aunt Gussie.

Good night, dear.

Good night, Miss Melvyn.

Good night, Mr. Beecham.

He always seems so quiet

and composed.

You don't have to live with him.

This must be the most

beautiful house in the world.

Too big.

Too many corners to dust.

Fancy living in it, do you?

No. I'd get lost.

I wouldn't know what to do

with all those servants.

I wouldn't even know

what groceries to order.

I think another glass of port

won't harm us.

Beautiful creatures.

They're fortunate, aren't they?

Every day they get their food.

As long as I remember.

They never have to look for water

in a dried-up creek,

scratch for a living...

like all our countrymen.

Forced on the road to beg.

Perhaps they are meant to

counterbalance the ugly things of life.

Do you read the Australian poets,

Miss Gussie?

You know, I think ugly girls should be

strangled at birth by their parents.

It's bad enough being born a girl,

but being born ugly and clever-

Oh. Clever, are you?

Well, I hope so.

I'm done for if I'm not.

Has to be something

I'm good at.

There's sure to be.

Cool breezes ripples

at the river below...

as fleecy clouds float high...

and I mark how

the dark green gum trees match...

the bright blue vault of the sky.

We wouldn't be out of place

on the Thames in England.

I haven't done this for years.

Oh!

Sybylla!

Race you home!

You didn't stay long

at the river.

You washed your hair.

That will never dry by dinner.

Perhaps I should cut it

all off. Well, no, dear.

It'd be a pity to lose

your finest asset.

My only asset,

more like.

Oh, I wouldn't go

quite as far as that.

It must be contagious.

What's that?

Washing one's hair.

Or did you, by chance,

have an accident at the river?

No, no. I don't wish

to hear the details.

Well, as you both seem able

to entertain yourselves,

I'll see to dinner.

I was worried when I couldn't see you

when I came to the surface.

I thought

you might have drowned.

What a terrible loss to the world.

Yes, it would have been.

Good night, Miss Melvyn.

Good night, Mr. Beecham.

Thank you.

Coffee?

Well?

She was

a precocious child.

There's an improvement,

but not much.

Still skinny.

She's very young, Harry,

and spirited.

Take care.

Don't rush anything.

Very good.

Peddle a little faster.

Yes, a little faster.

Very good.

How long will you be away?

Oh, quite a few weeks.

I've got to go to the Queensland

property first... Oh, God.

And then to the shearing

at the Riverina.

Wait a minute.

I'll come over and see you

as soon as I get back.

There.

There we are.

Well, safe home.

Thank you, Gussie.

Bye-bye, J.J.

Bye, Harry.

Good-bye, J.J.

Good-bye, my dear.

You be careful with that bicycle,

do you hear? I will. Bye-bye!

Bye-bye.

# Last night as I lay sleeping #

# There came a dream so fair #

# I stood in old Jerusalem #

# Beside the temple there #

# I heard the children singing #

# And ever as they sang #

# Me thought the voice of angels #

# From heaven in answer rang #

# Me thought the voice of angels #

# From heaven in answer rang #

#Jerusalem #

# Lift up your voice and sing #

# Hosanna #

# In the highest #

# Hosanna to your king ##

It must have been pretty quiet

for you at Five Bob.

Oh, I survived.

Mmm. Such a heavenly scent.

Really, Sybylla, must you play

those vulgar songs?

There are so many nice ones,

aren't there?

Here you are.

That should keep you going

for a while.

Thank you.

Good-bye. Good luck.

You too.

We'll have to watch her, Helen. She'll

give away half of Caddagat to those fellows.

Can't something be

done for them? You see?

She'd carve up the place among

them and send me on the wallaby.

Frank. And make sure Butler gives you

the right gauge ofwire this time. Hmm?

There's our acceptance for the ball,

and make sure you give it to Harry.

Harry. Harry Beecham?

He's back?

Oh, yes. Has been

for a couple ofweeks.

That's all the mail, unless

you have anything to add.

Um, can I take it?

Well, I don't suppose Frank

would mind a passenger.

- Oh, I'd like to go by myself.

- Not on your life, Syb. Not with those horses.

Strange that Harry's not been over.

Can't have much time for you.

Excuse me.

Don't go through the gate.

You'll soon realize

you can't do better than me.

I'd love to see the looks at home.

You'd certainly surprise

those English girls, you know.

Yes, sir.

Oh, damn.

Hey. Hey, wait.

Wait! Damn it!

Wait, damn you! Stop!

How have you been?

I'm well.

As I was two weeks ago.

Pleased to hear that.

You promised to come to Caddagat

as soon as you got back.

I've been busy.

You promised.

We haven't got that muslin Mrs.

Bossier wanted. It'll be here next week.

Thanks, Mrs. Butler.

I'll tell her.

You're just the same

as all men.

And you're different

from other girls?

I've heard how you've been behaving,

flirting with every man within miles.

Who told you that?

Who?

Frank Hawden?

There. That's everything, Miss

Melvyn. And you believed him.

See you next time.

Thank you, Mrs. Butler.

I'm sorry.

So you should be.

I- I thought we were mates.

Aren't we?

I'll see you at the ball.

And do you mean to say that Frank

had to walk four miles back here?

In his tight boots?

It's no joking matter, Julius.

No, no, Mother. No, no, no.

Serves him right though.

That girl must learn

to behave.

I've sent her to her room.

Did, uh-

Did you see Harry at Dogtrap?

Yes.

You know, I-

I think you might be in love

with Harry Beecham.

We're friends, that's all.

Nothing else.

Be careful how you treat him.

What do you mean?

Well, you know what they say: Heed

the spark or you may dread the fire.

- For heaven's sake.

- Well, Sybylla, he is a man ofthe world.

He has quite a reputation

with the ladies in Melbourne.

Yes, I'll bet he has.

And it's always

been taken for granted...

that he'd marry

into one ofthe best families.

Well, Aunt Gussie

will make sure of that.

Look, Aunt Helen,

you don't have to worry.

I know he can marry anyone.

I know.

And I know he wouldn't

want to marry me.

Even if I wanted to get married,

which I don't,

he'd never ask me in a million years.

So- So long as you know.

In the box,

there's a surprise for you-

a lovely new dress for the ball.

Excuse me, ma'am.

Dinner is served.

Would you come in

to dinner, everyone?

Ah, Gussie. Allow me, huh?

Thank you.

What a charming evening

it's turned out to be.

At that time it was in a terrible state.

Really shocking. Anyway, I remember-

There were people. They were soldiers. They actually

- Thank you.

Oh, you're welcome.

All right.

I see that Furlow has

bought himself a very fine bull.

That should make

a few cows happy.

Rutherford.

The Duke of Rutherford, of course.

Really?

Almost family.

Go in, girls, and dance

with the grown-ups.

That was delightful.

Thank you.

I'm afraid she's

a bit of a handful.

I do hope she behaved herself

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