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He had a second wife in Chile

and two Chilean daughters...

...with the same names

of his daughters here.

You mean Tassoula and Vangelio?

Tassoula and Vangelio in Chile?

Did Savvas write you

about it, Mina?

He never writes about such things

to me, Mouraina.

It's Nikiforos' widow herself who

complained about it to my face.

I saved the best lemon orchard

for you. Sixty trees.

For you, only the biggest bargains,

for the others, the leftovers.

But we had agreed 18 pounds.

15 or I leave.

We'll sign the deed the day

after tomorrow. St. Marina's Day.

God bless investments, eh?

The day after tomorrow,

on St. Marina's Day.

Calm down, Mina, I've got

another windfall for you.

Rock fish, red mullet, bogue,

sea bream, red snapper!

Nikos Vatokouzis. Unmarried.

A captain at 32.

Owns half shares in two steamboats.

And he studied mathematics.

He didn't graduate though...

His governess Annezio is the

most loyal and faithful servant...

...in all of Andros.

And the deafest.

And what about his house?

Isn't it one of the most beautiful

residences in the city?

We've got a house too, Kourmoulis.

His late mother lent you

the money for the plot.

I keep all my old records.

She also stood by me

on other occasions.

Always open-handed.

Now you're talking.

Peach blossoms on his sides...

...she had said to me, in terror.

It was the rashes of syphilis...

her husband's.

Then... he went blind, crazy...

And then, he kicked the bucket.

The son is clean.

Postman!

Letters!

From Brazil!

From Canada!

From Poland!

Argentina! Panama!

Australia!

That's your color.

Cypress green.

I'm leaving tomorrow.

When I return I'll be a captain.

And we'll get married

the very same day.

And what revelry there'll be...

...with dulcimers and lutes...

The cave in the rock...

The cypress trees...

...the little bridge...

The Maltabes Circle!

That's what I named it.

For as long as you're away I'll come

to our places alone and remember.

No jasmine today?

Their fragrance is best suited

to the dusk...

...the night...

I'll plant ten in our flowerbeds.

We'll stay awake all night

and breathe them in.

We'll stay awake all night

and breathe them in.

Wait for me, eh?

Wait for me!

- The valerian root didn't work.

- No good for you either?

Then, my dear, let's try something

more potent... Veronal.

Have you ever prescribed Salvarsan

for Nikos Vatokouzis?

No.

Bismuth! Mercury? lodine?

No.

No.

Tell me, Resvanis...

...this isn't a matter

of doctor-patient confidentiality?

No, Mina, because I realize

what it's all about.

I'm not a venereologist. I'm a GP.

But based on timelines

and the records I keep...

...I believe Vatokouzis' son

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