Mrs. Miniver Page #6

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- I hope so too.

You'll be at the sailing club dance tonight?

- Oh, yes.

Good. I'll see you there, then.

- Goodbye.

To hear people, you'd think

Mr. Ballard committed a crime.

I don't hold with people getting

ideas above their station.

Who's he to think he can

enter his rose in the show?

And who's to say he can't?

- Nobody's ever entered a rose...

...against Lady Beldon since she started 30

years ago, and keep a civil tongue...

...or I'll be doing my shopping

in Meekham after this.

My opinion has got nothing to do with the

quality of my merchandise, Mrs. Huggins.

If you'd called your rose a 'Lady Beldon,'

I'd have said quite right and proper.

But who's Mrs. Miniver?

- The nicest lady in the neighborhood...

...Mr. Huggins, that's who.

- Yeah, maybe, but a newcomer.

No, Mr. Ballard, you stick to the railway

and leave roses alone.

Why should I? Why should I?

They're my hobby, the roses are.

And the railway can go to--...

Doesn't she look lovely?

- And a sense of humor too.

I loved the way she handled Vin

this afternoon.

I think she's coming over.

Hello.

- Good evening, Miss Beldon.

Please, sit down.

- Sit down, won't you?

Thank you.

Enjoying it?

- Yes, such a wonderful band.

How about a cordial?

- No, thanks.

Cigarette?

- No, thanks.

I was rather looking for your son.

- I'm sorry, Vin's not here.

No, he's suffering

from an acute case of maturity.

Yes. But it'll pass.

We give it a week or two, at the outside.

I wanted to tell him I was sorry

about this afternoon.

I rather think he wanted to say

the same thing himself. It's a pity--

I beg your pardon.

For you, Miss Beldon.

Thank you.

May I?

- Of course.

Secret?

- Well, I suppose it is.

Do I scent romance?

- Well, it is intriguing.

Will you excuse me?

Please don't get up.

I'll see you later.

- Is it that big Navy lad from Dartmouth?

You'd be surprised.

Hello.

- Hello.

You got my note?

- As you see.

Yes, of course.

Miss Beldon, I don't want you to think

I'm going back on anything I said.

Of course not.

But I did express myself a bit emphatically.

I hope you'll excuse me.

My mode of expression, I mean.

There's really nothing to excuse.

Everyone's entitled to his

mode of expression.

Still, I had no right to lose my temper.

I'm usually quite detached.

- I was pretty snippy myself, wasn't I?

And quite in the wrong, anyway.

I'm sorry.

It's nice of you to say so.

Well....

I'd better be getting back.

I promised this tango.

Oh, you couldn't.

Well, I mean, just for a moment.

You see, I've got so much I want to say,

to explain about myself.

Of course, you want to dance.

- You don't dance?

Oh, yes. Yes, I do.

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