Effie Gray Page #3
To have dinner here? Do Eastlake?
John.
Yup.
Are we not poor, no?
Poor, even remotely.
Why do you ask?
Just tell me something.
What?
That we are not so poor as not to have children.
You're still a child.
I am not.
I'm not a girl, I'm a married woman.
I want to live together as husband and wife.
We are husband and wife.
I know, but alone.
I would love to keep the house for you.
Our own house, with a large room for the child.
In the city, to maintain our social life.
I will be in charge of our domestic affairs.
I will become the wife you want.
Can I help you, ma'am?
If Ana, thanks.
Looking needle and thread to shirt John,
I have to fix it.
Sorry lady,
I do not know as I saw it.
Leave it here, I will soon.
I will.
Lady has always been my job to fix things young Raskins.
No longer ...
I am his wife,
I take care of his things.
Thanks Ana.
Since, ma'am.
Honey ...
I am a sewing expert, John will be new shirt.
If my mom needed to fix something, socks, scarves, baby
John does not use handkerchiefs baby.
No, I know, of course not ...
Dear, sure you have a good intention.
But we are not suggesting that we would insult our son,
take old socks.
- Do you forget where you are? - Of course not, forgive me.
You forget who you are?
Home ...
John.
Ms. Raskins says you should take this.
What is it?
A remedy. He says it's the best.
- What's inside? - I do not know, ma'am.
Want poison, will not take it.
Ms. Raskins is very determined.
Lady Eastlake, Sir Charles.
We honor.
I tried unsuccessfully to congratulate his son,
for its magnificent new scripts.
They are not more than a few words no matter who.
Sure John, came to congratulate you on your exciting new wife.
Well, new to me, where is it?
Does the impact much when we met?
- I forgive. - Sure.
Why are not you wearing?
You will arise now wear a garment.
I'm sick, my head hurts.
You're not sick, just annoyed,
you took the medicine, arise.
It will be dressed up and down in five minutes,
or there will be consequences.
There you are.
Honey, what's wrong?
You're as white as teeth.
No, I'm fine.
Sit.
Sir Charles told us about the excellent response,
the new book of John.
Eufemia, a drink.
As I said, the reaction has been sobrecojedora,
tell the grand master of our time.
Charles Forgive me, but this girl,
tiunfos not need to hear her husband.
Now you need is a cup of tea and bed.
Does that feel?
Dear, are you still sick?
Forgive me ...
Friend, friend ...
Excuse my condition, I'm sorry.
He is married life.
Effi, do you have anyone with whom you speak?
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