Brief Encounter Page #4
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in you seeing Dr. Graves.
- It would be a waste of time.
- Now, listen...
Do shut up about it, darling.
You're making a fuss about nothing.
I'd been shopping and was tired.
The refreshment room was hot,
and I suddenly felt sick.
- Nothing more than that.
- All right.
Really nothing more than that.
Now you get on with your puzzle
and leave me in peace.
Have it your own way.
You're a poetry addict. See if you can
help me over this. It's Keats.
"When I behold
upon the night starred face...
huge cloudy symbols of a high"...
something in seven letters.
Romance, I think.
I'm almost sure it is.
"Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance."
It'll be in the Oxford Book of Verse.
No, that's right, I'm sure,
because it fts in with
"delirium" and "Baluchistan."
- Would some music
throw you off your stride?
- No, dear, I'd like it.
Fred.
Fred,
dear Fred.
There's so much
that I want to say to you.
You're the only one in the world
with enough wisdom
and gentleness to understand.
If only it were
somebody else's story and not mine.
As it is, you are the only one
in the world that I can never tell.
Never, never.
Because even if I waited until we were
old, old people and told you then,
you'd be bound to look back
over the years and be hurt,
and, oh, my dear,
I don't want you to be hurt.
You see, we are
This is my home.
You are my husband,
and my children
are upstairs in bed.
I am a happily married woman...
or, rather, I was
until a few weeks ago.
This is my whole world,
and it's enough...
or, rather, it was,
until a few weeks ago.
But, oh, Fred,
I've been so foolish.
I've fallen in love.
I'm an ordinary woman.
I didn't think such violent things
could happen to ordinary people.
It all started
on an ordinary day,
in the most ordinary place
in the world,
the refreshment room
at Milford Junction.
I was having a cup of tea...
and reading a book that I'd got
that morning from Boots.
My train wasn't due
for ten minutes.
I looked up and saw a man
come in from the platform.
He had on an ordinary mac.
His hat was turned down,
and I didn't even see his face.
He got his tea at the counter
and turned.
Then I did see his face.
It was rather a nice face.
- Any sugar? Thank you.
- In the spoon.
- He passed my table on the way to his.
- You're neglecting your duty.
The woman at the counter
was going on as usual.
You know, I told you about her the other
day... the one with the refined voice.
- Minnie hasn't touched her milk.
- Did you put it down for her?
Yes, but she never came for it.
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