Christmas Holiday Page #4

Please.

I mean I'd be glad to take you only

I'm not sure I'm going myself.

It'd be a great favor. It really would.

I want to go...terrribly.

Looks to me, like

you're on the spot, lieutenant.

Oh, It's not that. I...

Please.

All right.

Thanks. Thanks very much.

Won't take me five minutes

to change, lieutenant.

Is it all right?

She's really a very nice girl.

She deserves a break.

I'm sure she does.

Now if you'll tell me what I owe you

for the car back to the hotel.

That's all right.

It's on the house. It's Christmas.

Of course, if you'd like giving Jackie

a little tip or something.

Well, see you later, lieutenant.

Would you like to leave?

We'll have to leave now.

I'm sorry, lieutenant.

Would you like me to take you home?

I'd like something to eat first.

Do you mind?

Why, no, not at all.

Ready?

Uh huh.

I've never cried like that before

in my whole life.

Not even...

And I didn't cry for the reason

you think.

I didn't think anything.

Simon Fenimore didn't tell you

anything about me, huh?

No.

At the Maison Lafitte,

I thought that if I went to mass

with you, I'd become part of it.

Share something with all

those people, some feelings...

Praying, forgetting...

You had a good cry.

That's supposed to help.

I've been alone

as long as I can remember.

I was born in Vermont.

Lived there till I was 16

then I came here.

You sure Simon didn't tell you anything?

Not a thing.

Well...

My name isn't Jackie.

Jackie Lamont.

It's Abigail.

Abigail Manette.

I thought it best to change it

after the trial.

You see, I'm the wife of Robert Manette.

I'm Mrs. Robert Manette.

Oh.

Three years ago Robert Manette,

my husband,

murdered a bookmaker named Teddy Jordan.

He was convicted, sentenced to death and

that was changed to life imprisonment.

Right now he's at the state prison

at Angola.

Robert and I had only been married

for six months.

I don't think it's possible

for anyone to have a happier

six months than we had.

Maybe I mean than I had.

They wanted me to divorce Robert

after he was convicted.

They said I'd stood by him long enough.

They told me I was crazy when I said

that whatever he did,

I'd keep on loving him.

They said it was shameful that

I should love him.

As if I could stop loving him

because it's shameful to love him.

I didn't know it at the time

but Robert had murdered

Teddy Jordan that night,

less than an hour before

he came home to our room.

Robert!

It's so late.

I do keep terrible hours, don't I?

But you see,

a) There was a fellow I couldn't meet

until about 1 o'clock in a restaurant.

b) I didn't know how late it was or I

would have postponed

meeting him until tomorrow.

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