House by the River Page #3

He seems depressed.

Have you ever seen him when he wasn't?

- That's not nice, Stephen.

It must be very hard to love music

very much and not be able to dance

and to be a part of things.

He could've been a

part of things tonight.

Why didn't he call the

dances? I suggested.

He's just naturally a wet

blanket, that's all.

That's very cruel, Stephen. You wouldn't

have said such a thing if you hadn't had...

If you hadn't had say,

about four too many.

Don't start with me, Marjorie.

I'm sorry.

I'll go see what's wrong with him.

John!

Why are you leaving?

Just what is the purpose of all

this dancing, this drinking?

Don't you understand?

Can't you see what I'm trying to do?

- No!

Well, if anything should ever come out

everyone will remember that we were here

at the party acting in a normal manner.

Well, I think it's repulsive!

Do you think I'm enjoying myself?

- Frankly I do.

Unaware of the fact that I'm protecting

both of us. -Us? -Yes! Us.

You helped me get rid of her didn't you?

Whatever I've done,

you're in it with me.

So I advise you to keep your mouth shut.

Sorry I had to remind you of that.

Come? Come and join the party.

Is that you, Mrs Byrne?

Yes, Mrs Beach.

You shouldn't have

bothered to stay up for us.

Oh, Mrs Byrne.

What is it?

It's Emily.

She's not home yet.

- She's not? -No.

When I first got here I thought maybe

you'd sent her on an errand or something.

She still isn't home.

I'm afraid something's happened.

She's probably with her parents.

No Mr Byrne. She don't get on with them.

She would've told us if she was

going to spend the night with them.

The thing that puzzles me is that

none of her dresses are missing.

How do you know that, Mrs Beach?

She showed me her things when

she first came to us, Mr Byrne.

She didn't have very much.

If none of her dresses are missing she

can't have gone far naked. -Stephen!

I'm not going to sit up and worry about Miss Good Servant Girl who wants to make a night of it someplace.

I'm going to bed.

Wouldn't waste my time reading such

trash if I were you, Mr Byrne.

Since when is the disppearance

of a human being

considered trash, in your

estimation, Ms Bantam?

Since I found out what a

bad name that Emily Gaunt

has given young women

like myself... in service.

Bad name?

- Yes.

That Emily was a proper hussy.

Scatting about, night after night.

Young men followers and

heaven knows what all.

There's no doubt that she was out

with one of her many sweethearts

the night she disappeared.

And she went further than she meant.

But...

You make your own bed

you must lie on it.

Would you like your eggs now?

No, I... I don't care for

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