:58:03
- Why are those two such enemies?
- I don't know.
:58:07
Something to do with when they were both
workers in one of William's sweatshops.
:58:10
Mrs. Croft was the senior then.
She was the cook.
:58:13
And Mrs. Wilson
a lowly factory worker.
:58:16
Now that she's got up in the world,
poor old Croftie can't abide it.
:58:19
The usual rubbish.
:58:21
- Was there ever a Mr. Wilson?
I can't imagine it.
- Nor could I.
:58:26
Although, funnily enough,
I think there must have been.
:58:30
Really?
You amaze me.
:58:32
She might have
changed her name,
:58:34
but when she was working
with William she was called
something quite different--
:58:38
Parks or Parker or Parkinson
or something like that.
:58:45
- Come in.
:58:50
- You're busy.
- No, no, I was just
checking the linen rotation.
:58:53
If I'd have left it
to the maids,
:58:56
the same 20 sheets would be used
till they fell into rags.
:59:08
Why did you do it?
:59:17
How did you know
it was him?
:59:20
Was it the name, or did you
see the photograph in his room?
:59:23
Ah, yes,
the photograph.
:59:26
It's a miracle
that survived.
:59:27
I remember his mother
putting it into his blanket.
:59:30
I suppose she wanted him
to have something of hers.
:59:33
Does he know
what happened to her?
:59:36
They said she died
just after he was born.
:59:40
Well, she didn't die.
She gave him away.
:59:46
He promised the boy would be adopted.
He said he knew the family.
:59:50
Turns out weall
clung to that dream,
:59:53
all us girls.
:59:55
A better start in life
for our children.
:59:58
And all the time he was dumping them,
his own children,