Cold Comfort Farm Page #5

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Oh, no, miss! I doubt

she even know you're here.

I understand what to do. Just

leave it outside her door.

No, m..

[ Bell Ringing ]

[ Door Creaking ]

Elfine.

What do you want?

Cousin Judith's room. Be

a lamb and show me the way.

It's that way.

Do forgive me saying so, but

I'd love to see you in blue.

Some shades of green

are good, of course, but...

dull greens are very trying,

I always think.

Definitely blue.

You try it and see.

Oh!

Who's that?

It's Urk.

He's horrible!

He's after me again.

Go away!

[ Cackling ]

[ Knocking ]

Who's there?

Good morning. I'm so sorry to interrupt

you while you're busy writing letters.

Busy? Oh! Busy weavin'

me own shroud, be like.

You can do what you please round

the farm, Robert Poste's child,

if you don't break in

on me loneliness.

Give me time and I'll atone for

the wrong my man did your father.

Give us all time

and we'll atone.

I don't suppose you'd care

to tell me what the wrong was.

My lips are sealed,

Miss Poste.

Just as you like,

Cousin Judith.

Now, can we discuss my keep?

I have a hundred a year.

I wouldn't touch a single

penny of Robert Poste's money.

While you're here, you're

a guest of Cold Comfort.

Every middock will be

paid for by our sweat.

[ Woman Moaning ]

While I'm here, might I

make a few changes?

I adore my bedroom, but do you think

I could have my curtains washed?

I believe they're red, but

I should like to make sure.

Child, child, it's years

since such trifes...

broke across the web

of my solitude.

Perhaps Meriam could

wash them. [ Shrieking ]

- Oh, not now. Her time has come.

- She's in labor? Where?

- Is the doctor there?

- You leave her be.

Every year when the sukebind

flowers, it's the same thing.

Just the hand of nature.

We women can't escape it.

Of course we can!

Who's responsible?

Oh, cursed be the day

I brought him forth...

and the nourishment

he drew from my bosom.

Cursed be the wooing tongue

God gave him...

to bring disgrace

upon weak females.

Right. Well, if you'll

excuse me, Cousin Judith,

I have a few things

to attend to.

[ Groaning ]

Who's there?

Are you all right?

It's Miss Poste, from the

farm. What do you want?

May I come in?

Come to mock me

in my shame, mum?

I thought you were in

labor. I heard you cry out.

Had it last night.

I was just moaning a bit.

It's not so bad if you keep your

spirits up and eat hearty aforehand.

Is it your first?

'Tis my fourth.

And who knows what'll happen again

when the sukebind's out in the hedges.

Now look, Meriam, nothing need happen

so long as you use your intelligence...

and see it doesn't.

Haven't you heard of

family planning? No, mum.

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