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why you think these things.

It's something for a doctor to find out.

But none of it's true.

- Yes, it is.

- It's not true, I tell you.

I know what happened that night.

And you had nothing to do with it.

You weren't even there.

Pauline and I were together on the rock.

She said she was cold.

I went to the house for a wrap.

I was only away a few moments,

but when I came back she was gone.

The rest, you know.

You were nowhere near that night.

You were in the village. Don't you remember?

I was in the village.

- It was my day off.

- Yes.

You're not just lying to

make things right for me?

You wouldn't lie to me about

a thing like that, would you?

No, you only imagined it.

I only imagined it.

I didn't kill her.

And I didn't help her kill herself.

I had nothing to do with it.

Thank you.

For nearly a year now I've been

thinking all kinds of things.

Why didn't you tell me before?

I could've helped you.

I couldn't.

I was even afraid to close my eyes at night.

But it's all right now.

It's all right. She's gone.

Pauline's gone and she'll never come back.

No, she'll never come back.

Good evening, Elsie.

- Good evening, Elsie.

- Good evening, sir.

The rest of the luggage is in the car.

Will you ask Edwards to bring it in, please?

You're beautiful.

- Women always are when they're happy.

- Are you happy?

I've never felt so happy.

I feel as though I were floating

two or three inches off the floor.

There's only one thing wrong with it.

- What's that?

- Makes me hungry.

Elsie, we're starving.

I suppose it's too late for dinner.

- Yes, sir, but I could fix you something.

- No.

I'll tell you what. Let's go out.

Let's make it a real evening.

- Nightclub, champagne, dancing.

- Dancing? I'd love it.

- How long will it take you to dress?

- Five minutes.

All right then, an hour-and-a-half.

The polka has come a long way since my time.

Something new has been added.

Nonsense, we're the best couple

on the floor.

We must be. There's a waiter

watching us and taking notes.

- If we're not the best, we're the happiest.

- I hope none of my stockholders are here.

Tommy, you may take a short rest

and then start mixing me another.

- Yes, sir.

- Hello.

I'm not late, am I?

No. I just came early so I could

get in a few practice swings.

Any other boyfriend would've picked me

up and brought me here.

That is exactly why I didn't.

And to think I'd live to see the day

when I'd be referred to as a boyfriend.

Tommy, you better make

that next one a double.

And the young lady will

have a bourbon and ginger ale.

Without the bourbon.

How many have you had?

Easily.

Aren't you overdoing it?

How about your insides?

My liver rushes in where

angels fear to tread.

- I worry about you, David.

- Thank you very much.

How do you like my dress?

Construction engineers do not

comment on ladies' dresses.

Sometimes it's not your liver

I worry about, it's your mind.

Thank you again.

Carol, you're very young, you're very

beautiful. I love you very much.

How American it is to want something better.

Look, Carol...

in another few days I've got to

be going on back to Canada.

What's gonna happen between us?

Well, I don't know about you.

But I've considered us engaged

for quite some time.

So have I, but that's a nasty way

for an engagement to end...

in a marriage.

David, do you think we have a chance?

Do you think it would last?

I think it would last

a reasonable length of time.

Enough to make it worth

the minister's while, anyway.

David, don't you think we need each other?

We wouldn't know that until

after we're married.

Isn't that putting the cart

before the horse?

Now look, if you're gonna drag horses

into this conversation, we're lost.

Anyway, look at the difference in our ages.

What of it?

You're 35, I'm 20.

After one year of married life

with you, I'll look...

27 or 28, and that's no difference at all.

You know, come to think of it,

that is a very attractive dress.

It's Dad and Louise.

Carol and David.

- Don't.

- What's the matter?

Your father will probably

want us to join them.

Don't you want to?

- I'd rather not. Louise.

- She wouldn't mind.

She doesn't really dislike you.

Beg your pardon, sir.

The gentleman at that table would like

to have you join them.

Okay.

- I thought you were up at the lake house.

- We came back early.

How are you, Mrs. Graham?

Why haven't you got your nose

to the grindstone?

Your daughter asked me out tonight.

I'm billing you for it later.

Chivalry is dead.

You seem to be enjoying

your stay in Washington.

Bring another bottle of this

and two more glasses.

You're old enough to drink champagne.

- Glad to hear it.

- You mustn't let Dean work you too hard.

We haven't seen enough

of you since you got back.

- I've been very busy.

- There, you see?

Mr. Sutton does work too hard.

Look how pale he is, and how quiet.

He never used to be so quiet.

Is he always this quiet when he's with you?

Does he talk to you?

He's a beautiful conversationalist...

when he wants to be.

Get him to confide in you.

- I try...

- There might be one or two things...

that he wouldn't want us to know about him.

- He looks like a man with a past.

- Most of us do.

However, we don't consider

such things important.

Besides, anything can be forgiven a man

who plays the piano as well as he does.

Have you ever heard him play

the piano, Carol? He's excellent.

With the proper training he could

have become a concert pianist.

But he wouldn't practice enough.

And he had the most unfortunate habit of...

stopping right in the middle

of his selection.

Come in.

- Do you have any orange sticks?

- Yes.

In my bed table drawer.

I don't know what I do with mine. Thanks.

Stay and talk to me.

All right.

I didn't know that you and

Mr. Sutton were such good friends.

Why don't you call him David?

You might as well, you'll be seeing

a lot of him from now on.

Do you like David?

How does he feel about you?

About the same, I guess.

How do you know?

I can tell by the way he breathes

when I go near him. You know.

Tell me frankly.

Do you think I'm as attractive

as David says?

You're very pretty.

And wealthy.

Both of which would appeal to David.

Particularly the money.

Don't you like David?

No.

As a matter of fact,

I dislike him intensely.

For a very good reason.

- Why? He's never done anything...

- Look.

I've never asked you this before.

But it's very important now.

Do you trust me, Carol?

I don't know. I've never thought about it.

I suppose I do, why?

I've wanted to tell you this so many times

but I never could bring myself to do it.

And when it became obvious

that you liked David so much...

it was too late.

Can't you see what he's like?

Don't take him so seriously.

I know something about him you don't know.

Something that would make everything

he's probably said to you a lie.

What are you talking about?

I wasn't going to tell you this.

I thought you'd get over it

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