:03:01
...of a line of ghosts.
:03:37
She's very deft.
:03:39
That's the only kind of target
she'll ever hit.
:03:49
No one could ever be jealous
of May's triumphs.
:03:52
She gave the feeling that she would've
been just as serene without them.
:04:00
But what if all her calm,
her niceness...
:04:04
...were just a negation...
:04:06
...a curtain dropped in front
of an emptiness?
:04:10
Archer felt he had never yet
lifted that curtain.
:04:15
Quite stunning, isn't it?
:04:18
It's Julius Beaufort who donates
the club's prizes, isn't it?
:04:22
This looks like him, of course.
It will make quite an heirloom.
:04:27
You should leave it
to your eldest daughter.
:04:30
What? Will there be no daughters?
:04:32
Only sons? Can't I say that either?
Look at her blushing.
:04:38
Ellen! Ellen! Are you upstairs?
:04:41
She's over from Portsmouth,
spending the day.
:04:47
Insists on putting up with those--
What's their name? Blenkers.
:04:51
But I gave up arguing
with young people 50 years ago.
:04:56
I'm sorry, ma'am.
Miss Ellen's not in the house.
:04:59
- She's left?
- I saw her going down the shore path.