Cold Comfort Farm Page #2

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if you come

to this doomed house,

what is there to save you?

"Your cousin,

Judith Starkadder. "

Judith Starkadder? The daughter

of my great-aunt, Ada Doom.

whom Mother

couldn't abide.

Oh, it sounds appalling.

Interesting and appalling. The

others just sound appalling.

Oh, Flora.

I'm willing to bet...

there are also cousins

called "Seth" and "Reuben. "

- Why?

- Highly sexed young men living on farms...

are always called

"Seth" or "Reuben. "

Really. I mean, there

probably isn't even a bathroom.

It is Sussex,

for goodness' sake.

Well, if you've really made up your mind to

go, you'd better. You'll soon tire of it anyhow.

I think I will go.

I'm very keen to know what Cousin

Judith means by my "rights. "

[ Mary ] You have to change trains four times

and get out somewhere called Beershorn Halt.

Don't worry, Mary. There'll be

plenty of material for my novel...

and perhaps one or two

family messes I can clear up.

Something to take

to the country.

Flowers come from

the country, Charles.

Ohh. It's very

kind of you.

May I come with you

to the station?

Please do.

I like to go off in style.

Good-bye, my dove.

I shall expect regular letters from

you letting us know of your progress.

I can send you things. What things?

Oh, proper clothes,

cheerful fashion papers.

You'll need them. You've

never lived in the country.

I'm sure I'll find it

very amusing.

Mind you, wire if you want

any gum boots or anything.

[ Whistle Blowing ]

[ Thinking ]

It was winter,

the grimmest hour of the

darkest day of the year.

Oh, no.

Really.

[ Continues ] The golden

orb had almost disappeared...

behind the interlacing fingers

of the hawthorn.

[ Metal Banging ]

Adam Lambsbreath!

[ Banging Pail ]

- [ Cow Bellowing ]

- Steady, Graceless.

Come on, Feckless.

Fill 'un up.

Adam?

There you are.

How many pails today? Dunno know how

many, Miss Judith. 'Tis hard to tell.

If Pointless got over her indigestion,

maybe four. If not, maybe three.

[ Giggling ]

[ Moaning ]

Get out of there, Seth,you no

- good son of mine.

Good day, Mother. Do you

want to break my heart?

- That's right.

- Libertine. Who's that up there?

Just lookin' for eggs,

Miss Judith.

Get back to

the vicarage, Violet.

And another thing, Adam.

You'll have to take the trap down

to Beershorn Halt. Meet the train.

Robert Poste's child's comin'

today. After the farm, is she?

Oh, mun I,

Miss Judith?

Can't Seth go

instead of me?

How can I look in her little

fower face knowing what I knows?

You remember what happened when he

went to meet the new kitchen maid.

No. You go, Adam.

Don't know how many times

I feared this day would come.

How will I know

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