Woman in Hiding Page #2

But it's the mill,

somebody's got to be in the office.

Oh, Josh, did my father say anything

this morning that he might be delayed?

No, he didn't, Miss Deborah.

He's expected to be back

long before train time.

Yes, please keep ringing. I'll hold on.

It's all right, Miss Deborah,

it sounds like him right now.

Good.

Operator, never mind. Thank you.

Something... something

terrible has happened, Deb.

Your father...

He was on a high catwalk with Selden

inspecting a machine.

He must have gotten dizzy.

He fell.

I was only a few feet away.

I ran to him, but...

Oh, no.

No.

Where is he?

At the mill. He couldn't be moved.

He's bad, dear. He's bad.

He hasn't regained consciousness.

Oh...

No...

You can take her bags upstairs.

Miss Deborah won't be going away now.

When mother died,

dad and I came home together.

He stopped here at the door...

I was nine years old.

He took my hand and said:

Look at the trees, Deborah.

Feel the wind.

And remember, people die...

a world doesn't.

It feels so empty.

Deb, these past few days...

how I've wished we had been close

to each other like we used to be.

But I had... No, don't, Selden.

Not because you're sorry for me.

But it's not that at all, Deb.

You only make me sorry for myself.

And that's one thing I won't be.

Only that's not true.

I am sorry for myself.

And in a way...

for you too.

For me?

Why should you feel sorry for me?

Out there today...

all those tombstones...

So many Chandlers and so many Clarks.

And now...

only the two of us.

Deb, listen to me.

This is not the end of us

and it's not the end of Clarksville.

I won't let it be.

I never let myself forget the Clarks

who built this town

or the Clarks who died for it.

General Selden Clark and

his men at Ridge Creek.

Fighting with pitchforks,

with rocks, with their bare hands,

because they just wouldn't give up.

And we mustn't give up either, Debbie.

Sure, the lumber that

made Clarksville is gone.

And I can't raise forests.

And the mill is dying.

But the mill can be brought back to life.

And it can bring Clarksville back to life.

Don't you see, Debbie?

We can do it, you and I.

You and I? Yes.

Clark House will be open again.

And you'll be mistress of it.

Oh, Selden, don't. I...

I'm asking you to marry me.

Not like this.

Not today.

That's how it'll be, Debbie.

It's got to be.

Your father said that

the world doesn't die.

Not now, Selden.

Please don't ask me now.

In the spring you'll be Mrs Selden Clark.

And then I'll show them what I can do.

I'm gonna make it mean something again.

To be a Clark of Clarksville.

Selden, I can't talk about it, I can't.

Not yet.

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