Quality Street Page #2

AND THE ROSE.

IT'S A PRETTY SPEECH,

SIR.

AND FROM MY HEART...

MISS SUSAN'S ANTICS JUST NOW

ARE MOST UNEXPECTED.

HOW COULD SHE KNOW

MY SECRET?

WELL...

YOU MEAN:

YOU'D FORESEEN IT, TOO?

SIR, YOU MUSTN' ASK THAT.

IN ANY CASE,

I THINK IT WAS YOU

WHO FIRST PUT I IN MY MIND.

OH, I HOPE NOT.

YOUR EYES FLASHED EVERY

TIME THE WAR WAS MENTIONED.

MR. BROWN...

WHAT IS IT THA YOU HAVE TO TELL US?

THAT I'VE ENLISTED,

MISS PHOEBE.

DID YOU SURMISE:

IT WAS SOMETHING ELSE?

GOING TO THE WAR,

MR. BROWN?

IS IT A JEST?

IT WOULD BE:

A SORRY JEST, MA'AM.

I THOUGHT YOU KNEW.

I CONCLUDED THE RECRUITING

SERGEANT HAD TALKED.

RECRUITING SERGEANT?

I SEE.

IN THESE STIRRING TIMES,

A MAN CAN'T STAY

AT HOME.

YESTERDAY I FOUND

THERE WERE 5 WAVERERS.

I ASKED THEM WOULD THEY

JOINED THE COLORS IF I DID,

AND THEY ASSENTED.

MISS PHOEBE, IT'S NOT ONE

MAN I GIVE TO THE KING,

BUT 6.

I THINK YOU'VE DONE

BRAVELY, MR. BROWN.

WE LEAVE IMMEDIATELY FOR

THE PETERBOROUGH BARRACKS.

SO THIS IS GOOD-BYE.

I SHALL PRAY THAT YOU MAY

BE PRESERVED IN BATTLE,

MR. BROWN.

WILL YOU AND MISS SUSAN

WRITE TO ME:

IF AN OCCASION OFFERS?

IF YOU WISH IT.

WITH ALL THE STIRRING NEWS

OF DEAR QUALITY STREET.

IT SEEMS STIRRING TO US.

IT MUST HAVE BEEN

MERELY LAUGHABLE TO YOU.

I'VE MADE FRIENDS HERE-

2 VERY SWEET LADIES.

AND DID I AMUSE YOU ALSO?

ENORMOUSLY.

THOSE OTHER LADIES

WERE ALWAYS SCOLDING,

AND YOUR YOUTHFULNESS

SHOCKED THEM.

I BELIEVE THEY THOUGH YOU DASHING.

I SOMETIMES FEEL THAT I

WAS PERHAPS TOO DASHING.

TELL ME, IS IT-

SUSAN.

YOU SEEM SO CALM,

PHOEBE.

SUSAN, HE IS A GENTLEMAN

WHO HAS ENLISTED,

AND HE CAME TO TELL US

THAT AND SAY GOOD-BYE.

GOING AWAY?

YES, DEAR.

WELL, AM I NO THE IDEAL RECRUIT, MA'AM?

A MAN WITHOUT A WIFE,

A MOTHER, OR A SWEETHEART.

NO SWEETHEART?

HAVE YOU ONE FOR ME,

MISS SUSAN?

SUSAN, WE SHALL

HAVE TO TELL HIM NOW.

YOU WILL LAUGH, SIR,

AND SAY THAT IT IS JUS LIKE QUALITY STREET.

WELL, INDEED,

SINCE I MET YOU TODAY

AND YOU TOLD ME THAT YOU

HAD SOMETHING TO COMMUNICATE,

WE'VE BEEN PUZZLING

AS TO WHAT IT COULD BE,

AND WE CONCLUDED THAT YOU

WERE GOING TO BE... MARRIED.

OH, WAS THAT IT?

SO LIKE WOMEN, YOU KNOW.

WE THOUGHT PERHAPS

WE KNEW HER.

WE WERE EVEN DISCUSSING WHA WE SHOULD WEAR AT THE WEDDING.

WELL, I WONDER WHO'D

HAVE ME, MISS SUSAN.

I MUST LEAVE NOW.

GOD BLESS YOU BOTH.

YOU ARE GOING?

NO MORE MUD ON YOUR CARPETS, MISS SUSAN.

NO MORE BREAKING

YOUR CHAIRS.

A GOOD RIDDANCE.

MISS PHOEBE,

A LAST LOOK:

AT THE GARDEN.

GOOD-BYE.

A MISUNDERSTANDING.

JUST A MISTAKE.

WE CAN LET IT DOWN.

OTHER GENTLEMEN HAVE BEEN

ATTRACTED BY YOU, PHOEBE.

I DIDN'T WANT THEM.

THEY WILL COME AGAIN.

AND OTHERS.

NO.

NEVER SPEAK OF THA TO ME ANYMORE.

I LET HIM KISS ME.

YOU COULD NOT PREVENT HIM.

YES, I COULD.

I KNOW I COULD NOW.

I WANTED HIM TO DO IT.

OH, NEVER SPEAK TO ME

OF OTHERS AFTER THAT.

PERHAPS HE SAW:

I WANTED HIM TO DO I AND DID IT TO PLEASE ME.

BUT I MEANT IT.

INDEED I DID,

AND I GAVE IT TO HIM

WILL ALL MY LOVE.

SISTER, I COULD BEAR

ALL THE REST...

BUT I'VE BEEN

UNLADYLIKE.

LEFT!

LEFT, RIGHT, LEFT!

LEFT!

LEFT, RIGHT, LEFT!

DON'T BREAK

YOUR MOTHER'S HEART,

AND YOU WON'T BREAK MINE!

PHOEBE.

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN,

THAT WILL DO.

YOU MAY BE SEATED.

PHOEBE, HOW MUCH

ARE 14 AND 17?

THANK YOU.

HOW CLEVER YOU ARE.

MASTER DOUGLAS, RISE.

NOT DOUGLAS MAJOR,

DOUGLAS MINOR.

HOW MUCH ARE 14 AND 17?

COME ON!

COME ON!

PERHAPS HE REMAINS

IN LONDON.

COME, CHILDREN.

CHILDREN. CHILDREN, YOU WILL

ALL RETURN TO YOUR DESKS,

IF YOU PLEASE.

GO ON. GO.

PHOEBE, IF A HERRING AND

A HALF COSTS 3 HALFPENCE,

HOW MANY FOR 11 PENCE?

WILLIAM SMITH SAYS IT'S 15,

AND HE'S SUCH A BIG BOY.

DO YOU THINK:

I OUGHT TO CONTRADICT HIM?

MAY I SUGGES THERE ARE DIFFERENCES

OF OPINION ABOUT IT?

ONE CAN'T BE REALLY SURE,

PHOEBE.

IT IS 11.

I ONCE WORKED IT OU WITH REAL HERRINGS.

SUSAN, WE MUSTN'T LET THE BIG BOYS KNOW

THAT WE'RE AFRAID

OF THEM.

TO AWE THEM,

STAMP WITH THE FOOT,

SPEAK IN:

A FEROCIOUS VOICE,

AND LOOK THEM UNFLINCHINGLY IN THE FACE.

WILLIAM SMITH,

PLEASE RISE.

PHOEBE, WILLIAM SMITH

PUT HIS TONGUE OUT AT ME.

CHILDREN,

YOU ARE DISMISSED.

PHOEBE!

HE'S MUCH TOO BIG.

LET IT PASS.

AND BE A STUMBLING BLOCK IN

THE WAY OF TRUE EDUCATION?

SUSAN, STAND ASIDE.

PATTY.

DR. BROWN.

IT'S DR. BROWN.

CAPTAIN BROWN.

REPORTS HIMSELF:

AT HOME AGAIN.

YOU CALL THIS HOME?

MISS SUSAN, I'M

DELIGHTED TO FIND

SO LITTLE CHANGE

IN YOU.

AND MISS PHOEBE, WHERE'S

MISS PHOEBE OF THE RINGLETS?

PHOEBE OF THE RINGLETS?

OH, CAPTAIN BROWN, YOU

DID NOT EXPECT TO SEE HER.

SHE'S NOT HERE?

THAT SPOILS:

MY HOMECOMING.

PHOEBE, DID YOU SEE

WHO IT IS?

SUSAN, I'VE LOS ALL MY LOOKS.

A YOUNG REPROBATE,

MA'AM,

BUT I DEPOSITED HIM

ON THE STREET.

WHY, MISS PHOEBE.

IT'S YOU.

YES.

I'VE, UM,

CHANGED VERY MUCH.

I HAVE NOT WORN WELL,

CAPTAIN BROWN.

WE'RE BOTH OLDER,

MISS PHOEBE.

YES.

I'M DISMISSING

THE CHILDREN.

GENTLEMEN, SALUTE,

LADIES, CURTSY

TO THE BRAVE:

CAPTAIN BROWN.

A TERRIBLE ORDEAL,

MA'AM.

MISS PHOEBE, WHY DIDN' YOU SAY IN YOUR LETTERS

YOU HAD SUCH A YOUNG BLACKGUARD

AS THAT TO TERRIFY YOU?

WELL, HE IS THE ONLY ONE.

MOST OF THEM:

ARE DEAR CHILDREN

AND THIS IS THE LAST DAY

OF THE TERM.

THAT'S FORTUNATE. YOU LOOK SO

- SO TIRED.

OH, I HAVE

A HEADACHE TODAY.

I WAS IN HOPES:

YOU AND MISS SUSAN

WOULD BE GOING:

TO THE BALL.

I BROUGHT CARDS FOR

YOU TO MAKE SURE.

BUT-

NOW YOU SAY:

MY DANCING DAYS ARE DONE?

OH, NO.

YOU WILL FIND MANY

CHARMING PARTNERS.

I WISH YOU A HAPPY

TIME AT THE BALL.

WELL, I'LL SEE

YOU ALL AGAIN SOON.

THE-THE DASHING MR.

BROWN DROPPED IN AS BEFORE

TO HAVE TEA WITH MISS

SUSAN AND MISS PHOEBE.

MISS PHOEBE.

PHOEBE OF THE RINGLETS?

SHE-

SHE-

SHE DOESN'T-

WHAT A SHAME IT IS,

MISS SUSAN.

YES, IT IS A SHAME.

A BRAVE CAPTAIN BROWN.

GOOD AFTERNOON,

MISS SUSAN.

TELL ME,

WAS WATERLOO FUN?

FUN, MA'AM?

NOT FOR NAPOLEON.

LA, SIR.

HOW WITTY YOU ARE.

LA, CAPTAIN BROWN,

HOW BRAVE YOU ARE.

HE'LL BE DANCING

WITH CHARLOTTE PERRET.

MISS CHARLOTTE, YOU ARE

SELFISH AND SILLY,

BUT YOU ARE SWEET 18.

SUSAN, I HATE HIM.

OH, SUSAN,

I COULD HATE HIM IF-

MY DEAR.

HE THOUGHT I WAS OLD

BECAUSE I'M WEARY.

AND HOW'S

MISS PHOEBE?

ALL YOUR CHARM IS GONE

IF YOU HAVE THE HEADACHE

AND YOUR EYES:

ARE TIRED.

BUT HE SHOULDN' HAVE FORGOTTEN.

I'M ONLY 30.

SUSAN, WHY DOES 30 SEEM

SO MUCH MORE THAN 29?

HE WOULD NOT DANCE

WITH HER.

CHARLOTTE PERRE IS A SILLY GOOSE.

'TIS WHAT GENTLEMEN

PREFER. IF THERE WERE

A SUFFICIENT NUMBER OF

GEESE TO GO AROUND, SUSAN,

NO WOMAN OF SENSE WOULD

EVER GET A HUSBAND.

IF TO BE LADY-LIKE-

I'M TIRED OF BEING

LADY-LIKE.

I WANT TO BE BRIGHT AND

THOUGHTLESS AND THE MERRY.

I WANT TO BE PETTED

AND ADMIRED.

ARE THESE 4 WALLS

THE WORLD, SUSAN,

OR IS THERE ANYTHING

BEYOND THEM?

10 YEARS AGO, I WEN TO BED A YOUNG GIRL,

AND I AWOKE WITH THIS CAP

ON MY HEAD. IT'S NOT FAIR.

PHOEBE, PHOEBE, YOU HAVE

ALWAYS BEEN SO PATIENT.

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