Leave Her to Heaven Page #2
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- I did.
Louise, don't you think so?
Well, yes, now that you mention it.
- Glen?
- Well, in a way.
In every way.
I noticed it the minute I saw him
in the club car.
His face, his voice, his manner.
It's uncanny.
Well, I must admit
you've aroused my curiosity.
If I should get an opportunity
to meet your father...
That's hardly likely, Mr. Harland.
- My husband...
- We've come for my father's funeraI.
My goodness, there is a resemblance.
Why, a most decided resemblance.
Tell me, what did they mean
about coming here for the funeraI?
Oh, that was rather
a figure of speech.
As a matter of fact, Professor Berent
died some time ago in the East...
...and his body was cremated.
They're having the ceremony
in the morning.
- Where?
- High up in the mountains...
...sort of a plateau.
A favorite spot of his.
He used to go there a lot with Ellen.
Well, now, if you'll excuse me,
I'll see if the children have gone to bed.
Hello.
Hello.
Ellen's gone for a walk.
- Well, how did you know that I...?
- Oh, I'm quite psychic.
Oh.
And is your sister psychic too?
Oh, yes, much more than I am.
Only I'm not her sister.
- You're not?
- No, I'm her cousin.
I've lived with the family
ever since I was a child.
Good evening, Mr. Harland.
Oh, good evening.
In all fairness,
I must confess the nights here...
...seem more beautifuI
than at Beacon Hill.
Infinitely. I think everything's
more beautifuI here.
Ellen has gone for a stroll.
Thank you.
Hello.
Hello.
- Am I intruding?
- Not at all.
I...
Well, I'm afraid I owe you an apology.
It was rather clumsy of me at the table
to speak of your father.
That's all right.
You couldn't have known.
You were very close to your father,
weren't you?
Yes, we were inseparable.
From the time I was able to walk...
...we were both happiest
when we were together.
Engagement ring?
Yes.
I believe I'd better be going in now.
We're getting up at 5:00
in the morning.
- Good night.
- Good night.
Don't you think somebody
ought to look for Ellen?
- What for?
- Well, it's pretty wild country up there.
- Perhaps she's lost.
I know, but it's been over 12 hours.
Suppose something happened to her.
Nothing ever happens to Ellen.
Well, I think I'll take a ride
before I turn in.
- Are you all right?
Oh, yes, perfectly.
I just wanted to be alone for a while.
Thank you for coming
to the funeraI.
- You knew I was there?
- Yes, I saw you as I rode by.
I hope you don't think
it was just curiosity.
No, I understand.
- I'm glad you were there.
- So am I. I'll never forget it.
Father used to say it was like riding
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