Elephant Walk Page #2

- Come on, darling. You must be tired.

- Am I asking too many questions?

Inquiring little head...

you ask as many questions as you like.

But not now, later. Come on.

Master, Mr. Carver requests

your presence in the factory.

All right, Appuhamy.

Appuhamy, tell the groom boys

to have my horse at the door.

Yes, master.

Carver's my assistant. He's a nice chap.

You'll meet him tonight.

Is there going to be a party?

No, just the usual Saturday night crowd.

Friends and neighbors.

- Here you are. I hope you like it.

- It's beautiful.

The Governor built it as a bridal chamber

before he went to England to meet Mother.

- Before he met her?

- Yes.

He thought it was time to have an heir,

so he went to England to find a wife.

He must have expected a very large wife.

The horse is saddled, master.

- Do you mind if I go down to the factory?

- I may get lost.

I'll find you again.

Appuhamy looks after you from now on.

Is there anything mistress wishes?

No, nothing. Thank you, Appuhamy.

I hope you will be very happy

at Elephant Walk, mistress.

Thank you.

That's a beautiful comb you're wearing.

It is the comb of caste, mistress.

It is to signify that those who wear it

are not bearers.

I have a great deal to learn, Appuhamy.

Will you help me?

Appuhamy?

Mistress?

Mr. Wiley's mother,

is she buried there also?

In England, mistress.

She did not like it here.

Master.

Darling, you look very beautiful.

Chaps, this is my wife.

- Gordon Gregory.

- How do you do?

- Charles MacDougal.

- John Ralphs.

- James Strawson.

- John Longworth.

- Charles Beresford.

- Peter Ainsworth.

- Robbie Norbet.

- Bobbie Chisholm.

- Sit down, darling.

- So sorry we didn't have time to change.

I've so been looking forward

to meeting all of you.

I was rather nervous of this meeting,

but none of you seem very frightening.

Wait till you know them better.

- Where's everybody else?

- Who else, darling?

The wives, of course.

These blighters married? Hardly.

Look at them.

We're not all as fortunate as John.

As a matter of fact, I haven't seen

a white woman around this district since...

When was the last time

the Judge's wife was here?

Two years, anyhow.

Don't worry, darling.

You'll never be lonely here.

No. Elephant Walk

is like a hotel, Mrs. Wiley.

Why, it's better than living in a club...

so don't you go thinking

there's no social activity.

- There's more social activity that goes on...

- All right, Peter.

I was only trying to welcome

a new member.

Thank you very much.

It's the finest club in the world,

founded by John's father...

old Tom Wiley, the Governor.

God bless him.

I'd like to hear more about the Governor.

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