The Little Foxes Page #4

- Good for you.

Is that all you can say?

What do you want me to say?

At least say you're sorry

you can't go to the depot with me.

- Just getting up at 11:00.

- Morning, Zan.

He's just going to bed.

He's been writing all night.

Writing things

to put in the newspaper?

He says he's writing things

they won't put...

in the newspaper.

- I'm coming to the depot to see you off.

- No, you ain't dressed.

- That's right.

- Cal, get this carriage going.

Get out of here! Get going!

Hurry up!

Shoo!

Don't you just keep sitting there.

Get off at stations.

Take a walk around. Talk to people.

- I told her not to talk to nobody.

- You'll talk to people.

Go to the coaches. Talk to everybody.

It'll do you good.

- 'Board!

- Bye, Addie.

- Bye. Take good care of yourself.

- You, sir.

- Bring your papa home safe and sound.

- Would you mind sitting in this seat?

- Take good care of yourself.

- Sit here, please. Right here.

Thank you.

Now, talk to him.

He looks nice. Find out what

he thinks, where he comes from.

- Find out everything you can.

- 'Board!

- I just found out one thing.

- Good-bye.

- I'm going to miss you, David.

- What?

I said I'm going to miss you.

- What?

- I said I... Nothing!

Hello.

In there. In the room

next to Miss Regina's.

- All right.

- And hurry up!

Walk it slow, Ezra.

- Where will I put these books?

- Put them on that table.

Yes, ma'am.

- Put that by the fireplace.

- Yes, ma'am.

Mr. Horace sure gonna like

being moved back in his old room.

That's all.

Get back to work.

- Bring me Mr. Horace's green lamp.

- Yes.

There's the carriage!

- They're here!

- Don't get so excited.

Go and help with the bags.

- They ain't on the train.

- What?

My goodness!

- They ain't on the train!

- What do you mean?

- Cal, what happened?

- They ain't on the train.

- They must have been.

- They wasn't. I looked and I looked.

I even asked Mr. Jonsie. He say

they didn't get on at Mobile at all.

- What you think happened?

- How should I know? Probably nothing.

Don't ask me questions

the rest of the night!

Go get that green lamp.

Go on.

- Evening, Regina.

- Good evening, Ben.

You dropping in for supper?

They didn't come on the 6:00.

There's no other train tonight.

- What do you think happened?

- They probably stopped off somewhere.

They'll be along.

Put that on Mr. Horace's desk.

So you're moving Horace

back to his old room.

- You're a smart woman.

- Where would they stop off?

Horace has got that cousin

in Savannah he's so fond of.

Maybe they stopped off to see him.

I don't know where they stopped off.

How do you know they even started

from Baltimore?

Of course they started.

I have a letter from Alexandra.

What is so strange about people

arriving late? Don't worry so much.

I'm a natural worrier...

especially when I'm ready

to close a business deal...

and one of my partners

remains silent and invisible.

They'll be along tomorrow.

You boys might as well go home now.

Good night.

That cousin of Horace's

has been dead for years.

And anyway, the train

doesn't go through Savannah.

Did he die? Ben, you're always

remembering about people dying.

- It's so bad for your health.

- Good night.

My father's tired. We must stay

overnight so he can rest.

- He'll need a room on this floor.

- All the rooms on this floor are taken.

Then you'll have to move somebody

it won't hurt to climb stairs.

You'll have to do it right away.

My father must have rest and quiet.

Come help my father

out of the carriage, please.

My, she's turning out to be

her mother's daughter.

You'd better move

that Mr. Clark from 105.

Put him on the third floor.

Mr. Dawson, where's the Tom Bixby

Commission meeting tonight?

Room A, 9:
00.

Think they'll let you in?

I think so.

- Be sure that his soup is very hot.

- Yes, ma'am.

And for dessert

he can have fresh fruit...

- but it's got to be perfectly fresh.

- Yes, ma'am.

I think that's all he'll want.

I'll want a lot.

I'm very hungry.

- I think I'll have the whole dinner.

- Yes, ma'am.

- And...

- And mocha cake.

Excuse me.

Hello. How are you?

How's your father?

Come here a minute.

This is Miss Julia Jordan.

Miss Alexandra Giddens.

I'm mighty glad to meet you.

Forgive Miss Giddens.

It's not entirely her fault.

She comes

from a bad-mannered family.

Did you order dinner?

Yes, Papa.

It will be right along.

- How do you feel?

- Much better, dear.

What's the matter?

Nothing, Papa.

You remember David Hewitt?

Of course I remember him.

How is he?

He's changed.

After all his working up north

and wandering around the country...

coming back and talking

about people's rights...

and how everybody

ought to be decent.

Now for all his fine talk,

he's out there in the dining room...

with one of those girls.

One of what girls?

She's got powder on her nose.

And he's with her.

And does it concern you?

Of course it doesn't.

- You can just bet it doesn't.

- Then why not forget about him?

I did go for some walks with him

and three picnics.

Really three and a half.

Halftime it rained and...

I tried to understand

the fine things he was talking about.

Then he dared

to introduce her to me!

Did he?

I didn't say a word to her.

I just looked.

Then I walked away.

Did you?

That was very virtuous of you.

Wasn't that right, Papa?

Who's been teaching you

to hurt the feelings of other people?

I didn't think about it that way.

What should I do, Papa?

You'll have to decide for yourself.

So I want to ask your pardon. I don't

ever want to hurt anybody's feelings.

If you'll be gracious enough to forgive

my rudeness and shake my hand...

Then you'll show me that your manners

are far better than mine could ever be.

Thank you.

That's real friendly of you.

I thank you too. Come on.

I'll take you back to your father.

Excuse me, Julia.

You look tired.

Was it a hard trip?

You going back

on the early morning train?

I'll be on it.

Maybe I can help.

Thank you very much.

- May I come in and pay my respects?

- Papa must rest tonight.

That was a mighty sweet thing

you did just now.

I still don't approve

of your conduct.

Very well.

I'll make a note of it.

Go back and tell your friend

to wash her face.

- Morning, Papa.

- You just getting up?

- What kind of working hours you keeping?

- My, you're nervous this morning.

Nervous about Uncle Horace

not coming home, I guess.

I've told you before, you've got

to start working harder at the bank.

Got to convince Uncle Horace

you'll make a fit husband for Alexandra.

Yes, sir. You think Uncle Horace

don't want to go in on this?

That's my hunch.

Ain't showing signs

of loving it yet.

But he hasn't listened

to Aunt Regina yet either.

He'll go along.

It's too good a thing.

He's got plenty

and plenty to invest with.

He don't even have

to sell anything.

Ninety thousand worth

of Union Pacific bonds...

sitting right

in his safe-deposit box.

All he's got to do

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