House of Whipcord Page #5

'During your 'NT-

Errr...during your slay here,

the length of which will be determined

by your conduct,

any attempt to escape,

any disturbance you may create

any refusal to obey the orders

of Mrs Wakehurst,

the governess who sits here with me,

or the members of the staff,

will meet with prompt, persuasive

and painful punishment.

We trust that when the time comes

for you to leave,

you will be a more fit person

to talus your place in society.

And may God bless you.

No...

No!

(Ann-Marie sobbing quietly)

Move the prisoner, Walker.

Bates, remain here with me.

Non!

Enjoy displaying your naked body

in public, de Verney?

Do you gel a thrill out of it?

I think you pretend to be

terribly blas about it

but you'd talus any opportunity

of having a man leer at you.

I'm fight, aren't I?

You'd think I wouldn't guess that.

I can read you like a book.

(Keys jangling)

- That's your bunk. Get... up!

- (Sobbing)

You will lie on it until otherwise directed.

We're the only people

who can help you, de Verney.

There's nobody to aunt yourself at here.

Nobody to tease.

I'm going to make you

ashamed of your body.

I'm going to see to that personally.

Talking is at all times strictly forbidden.

Except when answering a prison officer.

(Keys jangling)

- How many are here?

- Shhh.

But she has gone.

Please, tell me why.

(Ann-Marie sobbing)

All fight, Bates. But there are too many

vague suspicions in your reports.

There's no smoke without fire. It's probable

the Vaughan girl is smuggling food.

- Bring me evidence tomorrow

- Yes, madam.

Ah, Walker. I intend to relieve Justice Bailey

of some of his responsibilities.

There seems little point in going on

reporting new prisoners to him.

He remembers nothing, ifs a waste of time.

In future, bring the details to me alone.

- Yes, madam.

- Good.

Is everything under control?

Yes, madam, I think so.

- Think so?

- De Verney could be a problem, madam.

She will not be a problem, Walker

She will not.

I do not want a repetition

of what happened before.

If there are problems, Walker -

and you, Bates -

- I shall want to know the reason why.

- (Both) Yes, madam.

Good.

Oh, Walker...

I want Bates here with me tomorrow.

We haven't finished the inventory.

You go into town and gel the provisions.

Yes, madam.

- Good night.

- (Both) Good night, madam.

- Margaret?

- Yes?

- Would you like a drink, my dear?

- I'll do it.

(Clock chiming)

I told Walker and Bates that I shall be

handling new admissions in future.

Make things easier for you.

I find it very difficult to tell the king

from the queen. They feel exactly alike.

I dare say one is taller than the other.

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