A Bill of Divorcement Page #2

I was too young.

I thought I was in love,

I know now it was just the war.

Whenever your generation

wants an excuse for anything,

they blame it on the war.

Could you get married

if you didn't want to.

There was a feeling in the air.

One did mad things.

Hilary was going out to

the trenches, to get hurt.

He was so fond of me

that frightened me.

I was so sorry that

I thought I cared.

I know now what I felt

for him wasn't really love.

- Can't you understand?

- No. Either you care or you don't.

- I love Kit!

- Do you darling?

Well if you're so sure of yourself

I shall have to let you go.

- I do so want you to be happy.

- I shall be!

- With Kit and millions of children.

- Precious!

I must hurry and dress,

Gray will be here soon.

Darling, wont you try

and find Aunt Hester

and make it up with her?

After all,

- Christmas union.

- I'm all right mother.

Aunty, I'm sorry I was hurrying.

Will you forgive me?

Its all right, there.

I couldn't help thinking of Hilary

this day of all days,

no one to greet him or

wish him Happy Christmas.

Before you were born,

he used to spend hours in

this room with his music.

He had great talent as a composer.

Might have made

something out of it,

if he hadn't gone that day.

I always loved that sonata of his.

Its too bad he

never finished it.

- Merry Christmas, Bassett.

- Merry Christmas to you Sir.

Merry Christmas, darling.

- Gray, what have you got there?

- No. Open this one first.

No, you do it. I'm too excited.

I'm sure its divine.

Silver fox fur!

Gray, you shouldn't have

been so extravagant.

Put them on.

I love being spoilt.

Hadn't had much of it,

had you Meg.

- Don't call me Meg.

- Why not?

I want you to call

me something no one

else has ever used.

Well you're getting one new

name pretty soon any how.

New year, new

name, new life.

Listen.

- Don't you love it?

- Church bell?

Wedding bells.

Do you think

I'm sentimental.

You're pure 19th century.

- There goes the twentieth.

- I'll answer mother.

Hello?

You rang me up?

Sorry he's in trouble.

Theres surely someone

trying to get us.

- Come along. Church bells have stopped.

- They stopped when the bell rang.

Why mother, whats the matter?

- Run darling, you're late.

- Come along my dear.

Its too good to be true.

- What Margaret?

- Everything.

What a fool I am!

- Goodbye, Darling.

- Goodnight, mother.

- Bye, Sydney.

- Goodbye.

- Sydney, the telephone.

- All right, aunty.

Someones being trying

to get us all morning.

Hello? Yes?

No, Mrs. Fairfield is out.

Would you leave a message?

This is Miss Fairfield speaking.

Its about pap.

Yes? What?

This morning?

No, we know nothing.

No, he's not here.

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