The Night Has Eyes Page #3

He's coming up.

I'm gone!

I expect you've seen

everything you want to by now.

I need someone to give me

a hand. Any objections?

Of course not.

I'll lend you my dungarees and

my housekeeper's wellingtons.

Won't she mind?

Mrs Ranger is a philosopher.

She never minds anything.

Oh.

The storm has made a

nice mess of this roof.

I've got my grain stored in there.

Here's your chance to

make yourself useful.

Hurry up with that felt.

I'm coming.

Come on, come on, come on.

Ow!

If you could only see yourself.

Here, let me give you a hand.

I can manage quite well, thank you.

A fine time of year you've

chosen to go swimming.

There. You'd better get

some dry things on.

I'm perfectly alright, thank you.

Don't be an idiot.

What's he been up to?

Oh, I slipped.

So did I. But it didn't get

me that kind of a bed

Now take your things off.

I'll get you something to wear.

They won't be very up-to-date I'm afraid.

Well?

Lovely.

The dress I mean.

It belonged to my grandmother.

Would you prefer

mushroom or mulligatawny?

I .. I don't know.

Does it matter?

Well, make up your mind.

Well, mushroom.

Me too.

Mulligatawny for Doris.

With her cold, won't it

be too hot for her?

Could it be?

Hmm .. some cook.

I can cook 57 varieties.

Talking about cooks,

tell me about your housekeeper.

Mrs Ranger? She's a treasure.

I can never tell you how

much she's done for me.

She was a nurse in the hospital they sent

me to after release from the prison camp.

I wasn't allowed any razors or

braces or scissors at that time.

That's the kind of state I was in.

When I was discharged,

she came here with me.

She's been with me ever since.

Is she the only person here besides you?

No. There's Sturrock, the odd-job man.

He drove her over to

Pensley for her shopping.

Where did you get that?

From Evelyn.

She had one, too.

Why do you ask?

No particular reason. I must have

seen one like it somewhere before.

Evelyn had a kind of fancy about it.

She looked on it as a symbol.

She was to give it to the

man she fell in love with.

And did she?

She never met him.

And what about you?

Oh, I ..

I've met men whose characters I've liked.

Whose brains I've admired.

Yet who .. meant nothing to me.

I've met others.

Brainless and brutal.

You know?

Yes, I know.

The queer fascination cruelty has.

The water level is much lower now.

By tomorrow, you will be able to go.

I know.

I saw it from my window

before I came down.

I haven't been able to play

like this for almost a year.

It's as if I were coming to life again.

Tomorrow, you'll be gone.

I meant to send you away.

I still mean to send you away.

But why?

Because it would be best for both of us.

This doesn't it mean anything to you?

Yes, it does. But it was something beyond

me. I shouldn't have given way to it.

Why?

Don't ask me why. Think

anything you please but ..

Don't keep asking me why.

Very well.

I know that emotion can be

real for a moment and then ..

Die out in a second.

No, no. It isn't that.

It's just no good. It's too late.

You know your own mind best.

It's your life here.

You look lovely now.

It's as if something had

lighted a lamp inside you.

I suppose I should thank you for that.

I'll go to bed now, Stephen.

I'll leave before you

get up in the morning.

Goodbye, Marian.

Goodbye.

Uhoh.

If these old eyes don't deceive me

there's been a spot of fun and games.

Did he kiss you?

Yes.

Go on.

That's all.

Oh ..

Well, anyway he kissed you.

You can see that as a wedge.

Doris. Look at this!

What is it?

Don't you see?

It's a Carne House report form.

How did it get here?

It may be Osborne House or Belmont House

or any other house ending with an "e".

But I recognize the form.

It is the one we use at Carne

So do half the schools in England.

What does it matter, anyhow?

Don't you see?

If this is from Carne ..

Only one person could

have brought it here.

Evelyn.

Evelyn?

Last night in this room, I ..

Felt she'd been here.

Oh, baloney!

Old Stephen Sourpuss downstairs

has never even heard of her.

Then how did it get here?

Well, it probably blew in from the

moors and old Sourpuss picked it up.

He looks the "waste not, want not" type.

Yes.

If he saw the name on it .. that

would account for the kind of ..

Recognition he gave when he

heard we came from Carne.

Come on, let's go to bed.

Thank heavens the water is down and

we can leave this place in the morning.

Yes .. we shan't see Stephen again.

Come on, dear. I want the loaf.

You must be Mrs Ranger.

That's right.

I reckon you got caught in the storm

and Mr Deremid gave you shelter?

Our clothes got wet and he took them away

for drying. I was looking for them now.

There's an airing cupboard in the kitchen.

Depend upon it, that's where they are.

Hurry along Jim, now.

Get on with the fireplaces.

I was only having a look.

Come on, I'll show you.

Thank you.

It's dry. Mr Stephen is not

such a fool for a bachelor.

Oh.

Looks as if I'll have to lend you some

of my stockings. You don't mind?

Not at all.

Did Mr Stephen tell you about me?

Yes.

Well, he said you seemed to have

helped him when he needed it most.

I did my best.

I'll go and change quickly.

I've got a friend with me.

I expect she's wondering

what's happened to me.

I'll get the stockings.

By gum .. the house is full of women.

Oh .. I'm sorry if I startled you.

Oh it wasn't that

Only I'm not used to seeing heavenly

visions at this time of the morning.

Visions? Oh, go on.

There are lots of better

looking girls than me.

Not in this house, Miss.

We haven't had a young lady here for ..

Oh, quite a long time.

When was the last?

I'd better get on with my work.

Don't be frightened. He won't hurt you.

Here, stroke him a bit.

What is he, a monkey?

No, he's a Capuchin

He's a rare-un for fleas.

What's he called?

Cain.

It's a good old bible name.

You know, he sleeps

with me at night. Aye.

And he nips me too, if he doesn't

get his fair share of the bed.

What about the fleas?

Oh, they don't like my blood.

But he likes a nibble at a young lady's.

Oh Doris, this is Mrs Ranger.

Mr Deremid's housekeeper.

How do you do?

And I'm Jim Sturrock.

This is Cain the Capuchin.

Your friend has told me

about your adventures.

I've a mind you won't be sorry

to leave these Yorkshire moors.

Sorry? I'm on my way back to

civilization if I have to swim.

I don't think that will be necessary.

Jim, don't stand gawking there.

Get the car and drive these young

ladies to wherever they want to go.

It's very kind of you, but ..

I won't hear a word.

You've done enough walking.

Besides, the bogs will be even

more dangerous after these rains.

I'll see you to the car.

Come on.

Now you behave yourself.

You know, one day he nipped my

backside. We nearly had a smash-up.

Hurry up, Jim. The young

ladies can't wait all day.

The countryside looks nice after

its wash and brush-up, doesn't it.

I always say the earth's

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