She-wolf Of London Page #2

you've no right to...

To keep you from making

a fool of yourself...

over a worthless fellow

like Dwight Severn?

Is that what you were

about to say? I love Dwight.

And he's not worthless. He's fine

and sweet and considerate and...

And hasn't a penny

to his name.

Come in the house, Carol.

I want to talk to you.

[Banging]

Sit down.

I'm certain you imagine yourself madly in

love with this starving young artist of yours.

But have you given any thought

to what happens to us...

the moment Phyllis

marries Barry Lanfield?

I imagine things will go

on pretty much the same.

Of course, we'll miss her. It's

not as simple as that, Carol.

That's why I'm delving

into the past now,

to tell you of certain things I probably

should have explained to you long ago.

The reason

I haven't told you is...

that your happiness has always

been uppermost in my mind.

First, I think you should know...

you're not Phyllis's cousin.

You're not related

to her in any way.

I don't understand.

You're her aunt, and...

No. I'm not related

to her, either.

I'm only the woman who might

have married Reginald Allenby.

Reginald Allenby? Phyllis's father? Yes.

This is the note he sent me the

day before I married your father.

Read it.

"My own darling, I know that nothing

I can say will change your mind.

"I wish you every happiness,

even though my heart tells me...

"I shall never quite

get over loving you,

Reggie. " Of course, he did get over it.

Disappointed suitors

generally do.

He married Phyllis's mother just one

year after I married your father...

a man as penniless as the precious

young man you wish to marry.

And when your father died, leaving me with

a small child and practically no money,

I had to fend for myself.

That's how I happened

to become the housekeeper...

of the Allenby's

London house.

[Softly]

This house.

This house

isn't ours?

No, it belongs

to the Allenby estate,

meaning Phyllis,

because she's the only heir.

[Dog Barking]

[Phyllis] Barry.!

Stop it! Go away! [Barking]

Barry!

Stop it. Go away.

- Barry!

- Get back!

[Growling]

Come here, Rolf. You know,

I really can't understand it.

He's so gentle around

everyone but Phyllis.

He was anything but gentle

a moment ago.

Why don't you get rid

of them, Mrs. Winthrop?

I bought them for protection. You

know what's been going on in the park.

Perhaps if Phyllis tried

to make friends with them.

Talk to them, Phyllis. Let him

know you're not afraid of him.

There might be something

in what she says, darling.

Try petting him; see what

happens. [Breathing Deeply]

[Growling, Snarling,

Barking]

Oh, no. No.

Take him away, please!

Very well, my dear. Come along.

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