Moonfleet

Moonfleet.

Where do you come from, boy?

Can't you hear?

We asked you a question.

Don't you touch that!

That's my letter!

My mother's letter!

With your permission, young sir.

"My dearest son, John:

"I write while I have the strength.

"Make your way to Moonfleet,

"and there seek out a gentleman

named Jeremy Fox...

"who, as I hear,

has returned from the colonies

"to live in the house

which was my home.

"I do not know

what the years have done to him.

"But I do knowthat he will be

your friend for my sake.

"God bless and keep you both."

It's always a pleasure

to see such friendly faces.

Come to the fire, my dear.

My business here

will not detain me long.

Greening!

Last night, Master Greening,

I dined with lord Ashwood.

The dinner was excellent,

but deficient in spirits.

This was the more surprising since

I had recently sent his lordship

by special messenger

four casks of French brandy.

The stuff was delivered.

To whom? And how much did

you take for it, Master Greening?

Maybe I don't choose to say.

And maybe the others

don't choose to...

A good price, I hope!

For it's the last delivery you'll be

making in many a day! Get out!

Mr. Fox, talking of deliveries,

here's one just come.

John Mohune...

Olivia's son.

Landlord, look after my guests.

Would you mind if I asked you

for proof of some kind?

Not at all, sir.

It's only natural.

- What's that?

- That's my grandfather's ring.

There's the Mohune crest.

I may as well tell you that I have

no affection for the name you bear.

Nor has anyone in these parts.

Moonfleet's had its bellyful

of the Mohunes.

Mohune justice, Mohune tyranny,

Mohune pride!

Come...

Don't let's quarrel

on such short acquaintance.

Drink up, John Mohune.

Go on, sit down.

What became of your mother

in the great world?

How did she fare when

her family fortunes went to smash?

After my father died,

she taught school.

And I cleaned out grates and things.

And ran errands.

- Did you like that?

- The exercise was beneficial.

Why did she send you to me?

Was there no one else?

No one but you, sir.

What am I supposed to do with you?

Make you a pillar of society,

like myself?

Thank you, sir.

What do you mean by that?

It's nice to have a friend.

A friend!

You disabuse yourself of that whimsy!

Your mother presumed

on a piece of folly

that both of us lived to regret!

The Mohunes sawto that.

They married her off

to the first available cousin

and they shipped me to the devil

by the quickest road.

But the devil and I

became fast friends.

As everyone in Moonfleet

will tell you.

Take him upstairs, put him to bed.

Did they look after you

while I was away?

"As the whirlwind passeth,

"so is the wicked no more."

Proverbs 10:
25.

Come on, before it's dark.

Are you taking me to Mr. Fox?

Is that Mr. Fox's carriage?

You are, aren't you?

Never you mind, sir.

Now, in you get.

I want to go to Mr. Fox!

Well, then, want must be your master.

There we are, sir.

Let me out! Help!

Boy! Boy!

Who are you?

Im looking for Mr. Fox.

Do you know where he lives?

He lives in the manor house.

I'll show you. We're neighbours.

- Come on.

- Thank you.

You forgot your hat.

Who's that?

A smuggler.

What did he smuggle?

Brandy.

And silk and tobacco.

Why don't his people come

in the night and take him down?

Mr. Maskew won't allow it.

Who's Mr. Maskew?.

He's the magistrate.

He says Moonfleet's

a nest of smugglers.

He means to make an example

out of this one.

He must be a beast!

He's my uncle.

- Im sorry.

- So am I.

But it can't be helped.

Come along.

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