Mrs Dalloway Page #6

I should take up some hobby.

Dr. Holmes ...

throws himself into outside interests. | And throwing himself, he is able ...

to switch off from his patients | on to old furniture.

Dr. Holmes is interested | in antique furniture.

Yes

So, when the damn fool came again, | I refused to see him.

Impulsive brute...

Blood red nostrils...

Once you stumble, human nature | is on you. Holmes is on you.

Our only chance is to escape | without letting Holmes know.

Anywhere, | away from Dr. Holmes.

There is no excuse. |Nothing whatever is the matter.

Except sin.

For which ...

human nature has condemned me |to death.

I can not feel.

I did not care, | when Evans was killed.

That was the worst ...

but all the other crimes ...

raised their heads, | shaked their fingers ...

and they cheer and they sneer.

And the verdict of human nature | on such a beast ...

is death!

We all have our moments | of depression.

He has impulses, sometimes? | That is my own affair!

There you are mistaken, sir. We are all |responsible one for another.

I am responsible | to Dr. Holmes?

Another humbug.

We ...

have been arranging|that you should go into a home.

One of Holmes's homes?

No, one of my homes, | Mr. Warrensmith.

And there we will teach you to rest |and to regain a sense of proportion.

But I've confessed! |I confessed my crimes!

Why won't you had me off? | He's done nothing. Nothing!

He will be perfectly looked after. | I will visit once a week.

But my husband does not like | doctors. He will refuse to go.

Your husband has threatened to kill himself. |There is no alternative, it is a question of the law.

It's a very beautiful home in the country. | Nurses are admirable.

Now, if you have no further questions to ask...

I will arrange everything with Dr. Holmes.

He will send somebody around this evening ...

between five and six.

It's the law, Ms. Warrensmith, | and it is for the best.

It won't be Dr. Holmes who comes, will it?

Trust everything to me.

I do not like that man. | He's a humbug.

We are deserted.

Do you know who's in town?| Our old friend, Peter Walsh.

Back from India. | Peter Walsh back?

In trouble with some woman, |evidently.

Some woman in India.

Peter Walsh was always in trouble | of some sort.

Didn't he marry someone on the boat|going out?

I don't believe that lasted long. | I imagine that was all what...

I believe is known as "the rebound".

I suppose he'll try |to settle here now.

I'd say it will be difficult to help him. |He'll be quite a misfit.

I'm sure Clarissa will know |that he's here.

And I no doubt he'll be at her the party |tonight and all will be revealed.

Yes, if Peter Walsh is in town, | Clarissa will know.

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