Awakening: The World Dreamt and Imagined by Otto Mäkilä Page #2

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Rookford is a boarding school,

Miss Cathcart.

Most of the boys

are as good as orphans.

I don't say that

just because of your circumstances.

Well, then, why say it?

"Fear is all I remember of my childhood.

"I have glimpses of my parents' death

"but nothing of our life in Kenya,

nor coming to London.

"Nothing but a feeling

of perpetual black terror."

Your tactics are despicable.

"Fear swallows children

and the adults we become."

These boys aren't worried

about bumps in the night.

They are frightened to death.

Please leave.

I was sent to request your help

and I've done that.

You strike me as a woman who won't

do anything she doesn't want to.

I'm at the Wellington Hotel.

Thank you for your time.

Semper veritas.

Latin gives a new school

an air of respectability.

Means they can add a pound to the fees.

And I should imagine a bona fide ghost

knocks it right off again.

Latin puns. What fun.

"Always the truth."

Let's see, shall we?

You can't wait.

You're that keen that

people believe in nothing?

No, without science

people don't believe in nothing.

They believe in anything,

including spirits.

So we need them. But you don't.

I believe in evidence.

Need has nothing to do with it.

And yet you carry

someone else's cigarette case.

Touch.

I'm sorry.

Mr Mallory, am I...

Go on.

Judd.

Hey! Knees, boys!

Miss Cathcart, this is Miss Hill,

the school matron. Maud to you and me.

- How do you do?

- Maud?

She's taken this very hard.

She's an odd fish at the best of times.

For a start, she liked your book.

I feel like I know you.

I've read your book

a dozen times at least.

It's on my bookshelf next to the Bible.

I've never met an educated lady before.

Not Cambridge and everything.

Never mind someone famous.

Oh, the Kaiser was famous, Miss Hill.

I... I just wrote a book.

Maud.

Mr Mallory told you to call me Maud.

Maud.

- Hello.

- Hello.

Did Mr McNair not say

all boys inside, Thomas?

Tom.

Everyone's nerves are shot to pieces.

I've been here 14 years.

I know this place.

And I don't hold with

any ghostly nonsense.

I just wanted you to know

I'm at your service.

Hello.

Stop it. Go on.

Howell, stick up for yourself.

And get that hair cut.

All of you, downstairs.

Thank you, Maud. I'll take

Miss Cathcart to the headmaster.

Came with the building.

It's the boys' favourite.

John the Baptist, I think. This way.

It's actually Judith

slaying Holofernes.

Story of a woman

who stole into the enemy camp

and seduced then beheaded

their highest general.

Hmm. Those were the days, eh, Maud?

I'm not in, I'm out.

At least I was out. Now I'm in.

You must be the ghost lady.

Come through.

Reverend Purslow,

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