No Man of Her Own Page #3

So am I. Something nice

and sentimental.

Well, if we're all finished,

why not take our coffee

in the other room?

Isn't it a pity

it's so old-fashioned

to be sentimental?

I don't mind

being sentimental today.

Play Hugh's song for me,

will you?

Hand tied behind my back.

The same way you play golf, eh?

That's lovely.

I don't think

I ever heard it before.

You should have.

William.

Don't worry, Patrice.

We understand.

It's a wonder

you remember anything

after what you've been through.

I shouldn't have asked

William to play that.

It was Hugh's favorite tune.

You're all very kind.

So that's why they've never

questioned my mistakes.

Patrice!

Hello, Bill.

Hiya.

You buying up the town?

No, just picking up

some yarn for Mother.

I have a hunch it's going

to wind up in a sweater.

Do you like blue?

Oh, I never wear anything else.

Hm.

Come on, I'll walk with you.

What are you doing

out of the office?

Someday you'll find out

how smart I am.

I always manage

to get in Dad's way

when he's looking for somebody

to do some legwork.

Smart, huh?

Oh, those are nice.

Aha. What are they?

Oh, you know darn well

what they are.

Don't be so superior.

Mm.

Is this what they call

window-shopping?

Mm-hm. This is what is called

window-shopping.

Fun. You don't get anywhere,

but you see a lot.

Hey, there's an idea.

I've been wondering

what to get for Dad.

Come on in

and help me pick one out.

Oh, I don't know anything

about pens.

Oh, come on.

I have no sales resistance

when I'm alone.

Patrice. How do you like

the way this one writes?

Here, let me try it again.

I'm not completely sold on that.

Let me take a look

at this one over here.

Yes, that'll do.

Charge it and send it

over to my office.

Certainly, Mr. Harkness.

Shall I gift wrap it?

No, don't bother.

Well,

maybe you'd better at that.

Come on, Patrice.

How do you do?

Can I show you something?

Cigarette lighters.

Gold.

I ran into Patrice downtown

today.

Yeah?

Yeah.

Something funny happened.

What?

You know that sweet child

went all the way to Bloomers

to pick up some yarn

for me today?

I'm making her a sweater

for Christmas.

Do you think she'll like blue?

You like her,

don't you, Duchess?

I just hope when you marry,

you'll bring home somebody

half as nice.

Why, the way Patrice

is taking hold,

she'll know

how to run this house

better than I do

in another month.

Just you do as well

as your brother did,

and I'll be happy.

Oh, Josie, I'll take that up.

You shouldn't be climbing

them stairs too much.

You're getting too old.

She's three years older

than I am.

It's too hot.

It'll be cold by the time

you get up there with it.

You were gonna tell me

something that happened today.

Oh, was I?

I guess I must have

forgotten what it was.

You're getting as bad

as your mother.

Yeah.

I guess I am.

And Santa Claus

will come down the chimney

with presents for everybody.

And in the morning

when you wake up,

there'll be a great big

Christmas tree.

Do you know something?

This will be your mother's

first Christmas like that too.

Heh. Come on, let's say good

night to Grandma and Grandpa.

Oh, I'm sorry.

- Come in, Patrice.

- We were just going to call you.

Sit down. This is something

that concerns you.

Did I cover it all right?

That's the way you want it,

Willie?

Yes, as long as you're sure

there can't be any hitch.

Listen, you young squirt.

When there's a hitch in any

legal document that I draw up,

your father can get

a new lawyer.

That'd be a little late,

wouldn't it?

Now listen, you--

Now, now, now, you two.

That baby has to get some sleep.

- All right.

- Ready for me to sign?

Shouldn't you tell Patrice

about it first?

Well, you see, Patrice,

this--

Donald's changing

the provisions of his will

by adding a codicil.

In the original will,

after Grace was provided for,

there was a division

of the residue

made between Bill

and your late husband.

We're altering that

by making it one-quarter

to Bill

and three-quarters to you.

Now, don't look that way

about it.

You're not doing anyone

out of anything.

Willie will have the business.

No.

No, don't put my name in it.

I don't want my name in it.

I don't want any money.

Oh, Dad, won't you listen to me?

It's on Hugh's account, dear.

Don't you understand?

We all feel bad

about Hugh, Grace,

but Patrice has to go on living.

She has a child to think of.

These things shouldn't be

postponed because of sentiment.

They have to be taken care of

at the right time.

No.

Please, no.

Sign it, Dad. I want you to.

He signed it after you left.

Ty took it back with him.

It's done, Patrice,

whether you wanted it or not.

I just wanted you to know

that I'm glad

you acted the way you did.

You wanna shake hands

good night?

Good night.

Happy New Year!

- Come and listen.

- It's wonderful.

And never brought

To mind?

Can you hear it?

Yes.

Happy New Year, Patrice.

Thank you, and you.

We should thank you, dear.

For auld lang syne

Happy New Year, Bill.

For auld lang syne

Happy New Year, Patrice.

We'll take a cup

O' kindness yet

For auld lang syne

Donald, it's too cold for you

out here.

Go inside

before you get pneumonia.

I'll never get pneumonia.

You'll get worse than pneumonia

if you don't stop

being so thickheaded.

I guess you know how I feel.

Bill, please, not now.

Why not now?

You don't think I like it,

do you?

I've been fighting it for weeks.

I guess I've never really

been in love before.

Oh, no.

Don't say it.

Don't you understand?

I have to say it.

If you're worrying

about what people will think,

that you were Hugh's wife,

well, don't.

I don't. Not anymore.

I love you.

Is that so terrible?

No.

No, it's beautiful.

You're so good, so kind.

You deserve the best there is.

I--

I think I have

the best there is.

Give me a little more time.

All right.

I won't rush you.

That's not what I'm afraid of.

That's all of them.

Give a yell when you want

the lights to come down.

I'll be in the library with Dad.

Don't strain yourself, Duchess.

This is an old one, isn't it?

Oh.

That was on our first

Christmas tree.

William was 6 months old.

Huey wasn't even born yet.

I blame Dad and myself

for not making more

over William.

Huey was the impetuous one.

If there was a fence to go over,

William climbed it.

Huey jumped over it.

He was always the one

with the skinned knees.

I think that's why

I made over him more.

I think William's

going to make some woman

a wonderful husband, don't you?

Yes, he will.

Let one of the men go.

I'll get it, Josie.

Merry Christmas.

Lots of girls have set

their caps for William.

You wouldn't think so.

He goes out so seldom.

It's for you, Patrice.

Thank you.

Last year,

a girl named Peggy Crandall

was bound and determined

to marry him.

Really, I was so amused.

She even started

to make over me.

Now, wasn't that silly?

I do think

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