The Unsuspected Page #2

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Not a single, solitary thing

of all the things

I'd give so much to forget.

No, I'm still conscious.

Therefore, my sweet,

far from having had too much,

I've not had enough yet.

The least you could

do is stay sober.

While we have guests

in the house.

I'd then be free to dwell

on our sacred marriage vows,

Which you, my love,

hold in such light esteem.

Oliver, you talk too much.

I'll be quiet.

I'll just sit and bask

in cowardly splendor.

"Thus, conscience doth

make cowards of us all."

Here.

Thank you.

You seem interested.

Fascinated.

You know, it's very much like Mateo

in his middle period.

Who painted it?

My husband,

in his sober period...

Before he married me.

It's lovely.

It's so alive.

She's dead.

Matilda Frazier, Victor's ward.

She was on the freighter that

was burned at sea last month.

And Victor's secretary

committed suicide last week.

There's no connection.

I didn't say there was.

She was beautiful.

She drank too much milk and

her seams were always straight.

You didn't like her.

Frankly, she bored me.

She was sweet, shy,

unforgettable.

I can understand why

you didn't like her.

You knew Matilda?

I was married to her.

Don't drop that.

Now you know what

I'm doing here...

And I've earned this.

Oh... That's impossible.

Is it?

She was in love with-

With your husband Oliver.

She told me-that

and other things...

That you married him

just a few days

before she was supposed to.

I know quite a lot

about you, Althea...

Quite a lot.

Man:
Quiet, everybody.

Here he comes now.

Surprise!

Who thought up this torture?

Oh, Victor, dear, you

are surprised, aren't you?

Horribly.

You see, we did remember your birthday.

My dear, I've been trying to

Forget it for the last 20 years.

Happy returns!

Oh, Victor!

Happy birthday, Victor.

There's the lord

of the manor now.

This will be quite

A surprise party for Victor

when he discovers you

and Matilda were married.

I'll tell him myself... Later.

And deny me that pleasure?

I doubt if you deny

Yourself many things.

I generally get what I want.

Good evening, miss Moynihan.

Good evening. Oh, look at them.

A cork pops for free, and

they all swarm like locusts.

We thought you weren't

coming, Jane.

Oh, I generally get places...

After driving Victor there

and parking his car, and-

Well, you see, I'm all things

to victor... Except a woman.

Why, Donovan, I'm delighted

to see you, and surprised.

You look like

a fish out of water.

You were the bait.

Yes. Where is that treacherous

niece of mine? Althea?

Happy birthday, my darling!

My dear, this is

all very lovely,

But why a party

at a time like this?

This is like dancing

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