:29:02
doors shutting and opening.
:29:04
It was a big house,
all long, empty corridors.
:29:08
I remember I had toothache,
and I wanted my mother to come to me.
:29:11
I cried for her to come,
but she didn't come.
:29:15
And after death,
did you believe you'd meet her again?
:29:23
I don't think I had any faith
in anything when I was a child.
:29:26
She was gone,
that was all.
:29:30
And still you listen for the footsteps
coming down the corridors.
:29:34
But they don't come.
:29:39
Yes.
:29:46
- You should see the garden before dark.
- Yes, I'd like that.
:29:48
- You'll need a coat.
- I have one right here.
:29:55
- There's a lake! A wood with a lake!
- Oh, good.
:29:58
It's really a flooded clay pit
for the old brick works.
:30:01
- He's all yours now.
- Be careful, Douglas.
:30:05
The sun's well over the yardarm.
:30:10
- Does he miss home?
- Oh, sure.
:30:12
I mean, he'd like to be home
for Christmas...
:30:15
but, well, it just hasn't
worked out that way.
:30:19
What are you doing
for Christmas?
:30:21
Some lucky English hotel,
I expect.
:30:24
So your husband will have to look
after himself, is that it?
:30:26
Yes. He's pretty good at that.
:30:31
The lake is much older
than the house, of course.
:30:35
They say Shelley used to sail
paper boats here.
:30:39
Made out of early drafts
of his poems, no doubt.
:30:46
I don't like to think of you
Christmassing in a hotel.
:30:48
Why don't you come here?
:30:50
You're very welcome.
:30:52
You don't want a couple of yankees
rampaging all over your house.
:30:56
I'd speak to Warnie,
of course, but...
:30:59
Why don't we go inside.