Tuck Everlasting Page #2

Madam.

This is why I worry

about you, Winifred.

You don't have the sense

not to talk to a man like that.

A proper education gains one

entr into society.

Your mother and I have given

this a great deal of thought.

Middlehouse Academy for Girls

in Pensford,

has an excellent reputation.

Middlehouse?

But that's a terrible place,

everyone says so.

It's like a jail.

Nonsense.

Girls emerge from there

as refined young ladies

well-versed in etiquette

and manners,

both of which

you are sorely lacking.

But I don't want to be

one of those girls.

Which is precisely why

you must go.

I cannot let

your unbridled nature

ruin your chances

for a respectable future.

Winifred... I'm sorry...

but we have to do

what's best for you.

I won't do it.

I'm not like those girls.

I won't go!

Winifred!

I won't go!

Winnie Foster was to be sent

500 miles away to be educated.

But what her parents didn't

understand

was she only wanted to step

just outside her fence...

so she did.

What in these quiet woods

should be so forbidden?

Winnie had always sensed

a mystery

waiting for her there.

It was a place so entirely

different from what she knew

so far away from her tight,

pruned world.

Ah!

Ah...

How long have you been

standing there?

Not long at all.

I was only walking past,

and I...

Well, you shouldn't...

be in these parts of the woods.

It's best you turn around

and go home.

Well, go on, now, get!

Excuse me,

but I own these woods, and...

I'll go on and get

when I want to.

You own these woods?

Yes, I do.

What's your name?

Winifred.

Winnie... Foster.

A Foster?

Well, I'll be.

Is that a fact?

Well... Winnie Foster,

like I was saying

you need to turn around

and go home.

It just so happens

that I was on my way home

before you made

your rude suggestion

and I would be happy

to continue on my way

if I only knew which way to go.

In other words, you're lost?

I'll point you home.

I'd be much obliged.

But I want a drink first.

Wait... no!

No!

What?

You don't want that water.

Uh, it's poisoned.

I saw you drink some.

Well, now I'm feeling sick.

You don't look ill.

I'm dry as dust.

I said, leave it alone!

Let go of me! My father

will have you arrested!

You're not going to go

and tell him, now, are you?

Hey! Come back!

Don't run away!

Come back!

Where you going so fast, Miss?

Miles, wait!

- No! No!

- You know what Tuck said, Jesse.

- No exceptions.

- Help!

You can't do this.

Stop! Let go!

We can't.

Miles!

Miss Foster!

Miss Foster!

Miss Foster!

Where are you?!

Ho.

We're stopping here.

- Not a word out of you, hear me?

Miles!

- What are you doing?

- No!

Let the poor girl go.

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