The Little Minister Page #3

Aye, that's a

good thought, egyptian.

Then that's

what we will do!

That's what you will

not do.

The truth is not in

this wicked woman.

The soldiers!

The soldiers are coming!

We need the men.

They're here!

They're here!

You see! You see!

Put down

your weapons.

Come along!

Follow me!

Women!

Gather the divots.

The bigger the better.

Did you see how

she flouted me?

That I did.

Come on!

Men, get ready to run.

Women to the left side

till I give the word.

Yeah,

but they'll fire.

Have no fear.

They'll no fire.

Destroy!

Don't fling those stones.

Turn them down

the trail.

Gentlemen, advance

and hem them in.

Oh, if I could only

fling straight.

Get him.

Woman.

You're a dear.

Only 6 prisoners,

your lordship.

The whole thing

has been a fiasco

Because you did not

take them by surprise.

It isn't like it

if the soldiers

Spread the news

that they were coming.

The men didn't even know

their own destination.

We'll find out

something when

We lay our hands

on that gypsy.

Lord rintoul?

Yes?

I am gavin dishart,

The auld licht

minister.

I am happy to know you, mr. Dishart.

This is the sheriff

and captain halliwell.

How do you do?

I am told you've done

good service tonight

In the interest of

peace and order.

Thank you,

lord rintoul,

But i'm afraid

the gypsy had

More influence with the

people tonight than I had.

You don't happen

to know

Who gave

the warning signal,

Do you, mr. Dishart?

Signal?

What signal?

The horn. 3 blasts of the horn.

Horn?

3 blasts.

No.

No, I-

I didn't know.

You look very tired,

mr. Dishart.

Yes. Yes, I am.

I came to ask you to

be as lenient as you can

With these poor men

you've arrested.

They're so easily misled.

As we all are.

I'll attend to

the weavers.

They will not be

dealt with too harshly,

But they must learn not

to throw stones and clods

At soldiers performing

their duty.

Oh, yes. You're quite

right, sir, of course.

If you'll pardon me,

i shall go.

Good night,

mr. Dishart.

Good night.

And let me

thank you again

For all you did

for us tonight.

You set

a wonderful example.

Thank you.

Halt!

The soldiers, dear.

Oh, it's you,

mr. Dishart,

And your lady.

We dare not allow

anyone to pass

Without knowing

who they are.

You haven't found

the gypsy, then?

No, ma'am, but we have her closed in.

We'll get her soon.

I thought I might be

able to help

Some of these

unhappy people,

But I could do so little. Sadly little.

It's no scene for a lady,

ma'am, but your husband-

Uh-

Did you say something, mr. Dishart?

Yes, i

- My dear, I quite agree with you.

So we needn't detain

the captain.

I'm only

a sergeant, ma'am.

Oh, indeed.

And how long are you

To remain in thrums?

Just a few hours,

mrs. Dishart.

If the gypsy girl had

not given so much trouble,

We might have been

gone by now.

Oh, yes.

Well, i'm sure

She'll never slip through

your fingers, sergeant.

Sergeant, I must-

You must indeed,

dear.

You're sadly tired.

Good night,

sergeant.

Your servant,

mrs. Dishart,

Your servant, sir.

But-

Come, love.

You woman.

It was beautiful.

It was iniquitous,

And I a minister.

You can't help that.

No, I could not

help it.

No blame attaches to

me. No, no, no, no, no.

I meant you couldn't

help being a minister.

Now, you could've

helped saving me,

And I thank you

so much.

Don't dare to thank me.

I forbid you to say

that I saved you.

I did my best to hand

you over to the soldiers.

Why didn't you

hand me over, then?

All you had

to say was,

"This is the person

you're in search of. "

I didn't have my hand over your mouth.

Oh, it's all over, and no one will know.

You're not angry

with me, are you?

Angry?

Angry?

Oh, I was afraid

you were.

No, they're

not gone.

It's not yet

too late.

Why don't you

shout to them?

I do not

understand you.

On the hill

and in the square,

You spoke as broadly

as any woman in thrums.

Now you fling a cloak

over your shoulders

And become

a fine lady.

Perhaps it was

the cloak

That bewitched me.

Aye, it was just

the cloak,

For i'm a pure ignorant

bit lassie again.

My, certainly,

but clothes does

Make a difference

to a woman.

This is sheer levity.

Good-Bye, if you're not to give me up.

I'm not a policeman.

Surely we part

friends, then?

No. I hope never

to see your face again.

Now, I cannot help

your not liking my face,

But there's

a splotch of mud

On your own,

little minister,

That came off a divot

you flung at the captain.

There are soldiers at

the top of the hill.

I can't escape

that way.

There's no other way. Ah,

won't you help me again?

Why do you do that?

She'll see us.

She? Oh, your-

My mother.

Oh. Only your mother?

Only. Let me tell you,

She may suffer

more than you

For your

behavior tonight.

How could she?

If you're caught,

won't it be discovered

That I helped you

to escape?

I thought you said

you didn't.

Yes, I helped you.

What would my

congregation say

If they knew i'd let

you pass yourself off

As my wife?

I'm sorry.

It's not the punishment

from them i'm afraid of,

But from my conscience.

No, that's not true.

I do fear exposure,

for my mother's sake.

She's had such trials

as you cannot know of,

And now, when, at last,

I seemed able to do

something for her,

You destroy our happiness.

You have her life

in your hands.

Where are you going?

To give myself up.

Do not be alarmed.

I'll clear you.

Stop!

Why do you not hide in the manse garden?

Nobody will look

for you there.

You're a good man.

I like you.

Don't say that.

Here's

the summer-Seat.

Listen... I do believe

you've liked me all the time.

Can a man like a woman against his will?

Of course he can.

That's thevery nicest way to be liked.

Good night.

You will find my text

in the book of ezra.

The eighth chapter of ezra.

Stop making a windmill

of your bible.

That's chronicles.

There is ruth, when

she isn't wanted.

But it looks as if ezra had

jumped clean out of the bible.

You will find my text

in genesis.

Chapter 3, verse 6:

The fall of man through

the temptation of woman.

"And when the woman saw that

the tree was good for food,

"And that it was pleasant to the eyes and

the tree to be desired to make one wise,

"She took of the fruit thereof,

and did eat,

And gave also unto her husband

with her, and he did eat. "

Until a woman ate of the tree

of good and evil,

There was no sin in the world!

Adam was an erring man...

But beside eve,

he was respectable.

This errand wouldn't seem so

unpleasant to you, mr. Dishart,

If you smoked.

Of course, going to the

poorhouse is bitter medicine

For old nanny, or any

woman to have to take.

But after all,

the poorhouse is not a jail.

Have I fallen deaf

on my left ear, too?

Mr. Dishart...

Were you ever in love?

What? Never!

Well, well!

Don't terrify the horse.

Maybe I should

have come alone.

If you pray,

she's sure to break down.

Couldn't you pray

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