Suspicion

I beg your pardon. Was that your leg?

I had no idea we were going into a tunnel.

I thought the compartment was empty.

I'm so sorry. I hope I didn't hurt you.

Awful man in the next compartment

smoking a vile cigar.

I had to come in here.

You don't smoke, do you?

- No, I don't.

- Thank heavens for that.

After last night, my head couldn't stand it.

You understand...

May I see your tickets, please?

Thank you, miss.

I'm afraid

you're in the wrong compartment, sir.

- It's a first-class compartment, isn't it?

- Yes.

- Then I'm all right.

- It's a third-class ticket.

What sort of line is this, selling

third-class tickets at first-class prices?

I am very sorry, sir.

That will be 5.04 extra.

- You haven't change for a fiver, have you?

- Yes, sir.

Don't bother, because I haven't got one.

This is the best I can do.

Do you suppose the line would settle for

5 and tuppence ha'penny?

No, I don't suppose they would.

I hate to presume on our short

acquaintance, but have you any change?

I'm afraid that I...

There you are. That'll do. That stamp.

Thank you very much.

There you are, 5 and tuppence ha'penny

and three ha'pence. 5.04.

It's legal tender, old boy.

Write to your mother.

That man.

Mr. Aysgarth, may I?

Would you mind stepping forward

a little bit, Mrs. Fitzpatrick? Thank you.

Now, Mr. Aysgarth, please.

I wonder if I could have

a little bit more of your smile?

Not at this hour of the morning.

- There he is. Good morning, Johnnie.

- How are you?

- We've been looking for you everywhere.

- Everywhere.

Excuse me.

If it's possible at all, would you mind?

Of course. I'm so sorry.

See you later, Johnnie. Goodbye.

- Come, Alice. Come, Jessie.

- Thank you very much.

Arert they bright this morning? Now.

That's very good.

Now could I have a little bit of a smile?

You remember.

I can hardly believe it.

It can't be the same girl.

What's her name? Do you know her?

Yes, but lay off, Johnnie.

You've enough on your hands for one day.

Besides, she's not up your alley.

To tell you the truth,

I'm a little bored with people in my alley.

- Introduce me to her, will you?

- Certainly not.

She's a very carefully brought up

young lady.

If you won't do it, I'll have to do it myself.

Come on, they're going.

- Lina, may we come in?

- I'm sorry. I didn't see you.

- How are you?

- Splendid.

May I introduce Mr. Aysgarth?

- How do you do?

- How do you do?

We were just passing by

and we saw you in the window.

- Johnnie insisted on meeting you.

- Why?

I'm told the sight of a really eligible male

is a rare treat in this part of the country.

- Isn't Johnnie terrible?

- He's too fantastic for words.

Arert you, Johnnie?

- Hadrt you better hurry?

- Hurry for what?

You don't want to be late for church.

- Did you all come to take me to church?

- No, but that is...

- lf you want to come...

- Naturally, we'd love to have you.

That's very kind of you. I think I will come.

Good. And put on that saucy little hat

you wore on the train the other day.

I will. Excuse me.

I'll be down in a moment.

We'd better sit down, girls.

- Where are you rushing to?

- To church, Mother.

- But I thought...

- I've changed my mind.

- Shall I go with you?

- I'm going with the Barhams.

- I thought you didn't like them.

- I loathe them.

Really, it's most extraordinary.

- You're not really going to church?

- I certainly am.

- No, you're coming for a walk with me.

- Don't be ridiculous.

Tell you what I'll do, I'll toss you for it.

Heads you do, tails you don't.

Mother.

Now what did you think

I was trying to do, kill you?

Nothing less than murder could justify

such violent self-defense.

- Look at you.

- Let me go.

I'm just beginning to understand.

You thought I was going to kiss you.

- Werert you?

- Of course not.

I was merely reaching around you,

trying to fix your hair.

- What's wrong with my hair?

- I'm glad you asked me that.

It would have been very discourteous

for me to bring the subject up.

- Are you serious?

- Of course I'm serious.

I may seem provincial, but frankly,

I can't understand men like you.

You always give me the feeling

that you're laughing at me.

No, I give you my word.

But your hair's all wrong.

It has such wonderful possibilities

that I got excited.

For the moment,

I became a passionate hairdresser.

- What's wrong with it?

- Let me show you.

Let me see...

- Don't do that.

- Why not?

Because your ucipital mapilary

is quite beautiful.

What's an ucipital mapilary?

- That.

- You don't need to touch it.

Let's see.

That's good.

I must be quite a novelty

by contrast with the women...

that you're photographed with.

What do you think of me

by contrast to your horse?

If I ever got the bit between your teeth,

I'd have no trouble in handling you at all.

Suppose just as you thought

you had me under control...

I turned around, neighed, and kissed you?

I think you've done enough fooling

with my hair.

You don't look very good like that.

You look more like a monkey

with a bit of mirror.

What does your family call you?

Monkeyface?

I still think my way was best.

I must go now or I'll be late to luncheon.

If my father saw me come in both late

and beautiful, he might have a stroke.

- Please don't bother to come any further.

- I'll be back for you at 3:00.

- No, really, I can't come out this afternoon.

- Yes, you can.

No, really,

I have to make calls with my mother.

- Liar.

- Really.

Don't forget, 3:
00.

Lina will never marry.

She's not the marrying sort.

She has no need to worry.

There's enough to care for her

the rest of her life.

I suppose you're right, dear.

I'm afraid she's rather spinsterish.

What's wrong with that?

The old maid's a respectable institution.

All women are not alike. Lina has intellect

and a fine solid character.

Come on, I'm hungry.

Sorry I'm late.

Could I have some well-done,

please, Burton?

Yes, miss.

What kept you so long at church, dear?

I didn't go to church.

I went for a walk. Thank you, Burton.

- With a man.

- A man?

Yes. His name's John Aysgarth.

- John Aysgarth?

- Is that Tom Aysgarth's boy?

How'd you meet him?

Pity he's turned out so wild.

Rough luck on Tom.

What's this, horseradish?

Didrt know horseradish was in season.

- It's not out of a bottle, is it?

- Of course not, dear.

That's real.

I can tell the difference at once.

I can't stand things out of bottles.

They never taste the same.

Never, dear.

Why did you say

that John Aysgarth was wild, Father?

He was turned out of some club

for cheating at cards, wasrt he?

I don't know. I didn't ask him.

Or ought to have been.

Something unpleasant anyway.

- What's he doing down here?

- Staying at Penshaze.

Lord Middleham

wouldn't have him there...

if he had been turned out of a club

for cheating.

Maybe it wasrt cards. Maybe a woman.

He was corespondent or something,

I believe...

or ought to have been corespondent.

You can't expect me to remember

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