My Forbidden Past Page #3

and make jokes.

Even now I'm not sure

that Aunt Eulah isn't right.

If the truth were known,

I couldn't live in New Orleans any more.

Would it be so terrible? I think I should die!

I don't think you'll be forced into an early

suicide. There's no need of court action or publicity.

Carrie Crandall's daughter entered

into a convent under a false name

and married your father

under that false name,

I have documented proof of this. Furthermore,

you resemble your grandmother greatly.

You knew her?

That's how I recognised you.

Imagine her with your complexion,

with your proud look.

I didn't know I had a proud look.

Just as she had.

She married a gambler. He left

her before the child was born.

She did whatever she had to

for the welfare of the little girl,

even to hiding her own motherhood

and love.

But she was... Yes, she was.

So if because of what she was

you refuse the inheritance... No!

In spite of your aunt's wishes you still want the

money? Yes. The estate can be easily liquidated,

it comes from gold. Is there much?

By certain standards, yes. How much?

A little over... 900,000 dollars.

When do I get it?

I'll have the papers ready

for your signature tomorrow.

At first I thought Toplady

was a silly name but now I love it!

Miss Beaurevel... Yes?

I'm not sure I like the feeling

behind your smile.

I trust you'll use the money wisely?

I will. I can promise you I will!

CLAY:
Why should I finance you

in a brokerage house, Paul?

I'd be very good at it

and would make you a lot of money.

I don't need any more money.

That's where we differ.

Miss Beaurevel. Mr Duchaine has been waiting for you,

Barbara. I'm sorry. You're always worth waiting for.

Would you mind if I talked to

Barbara alone? Why, of course not.

Well? I wanted to make sure

about the costume ball tonight.

I hadn't forgotten.

I'll come by at ten. No, Clay.

There's somewhere I'd like

to go first, alone. Is that wise?

It's what I'm going to do.

There's something different

about you, Barbara.

I don't know quite how to say it.

It's as though there was a secret

that warms you.

Do you mind?

I mind nothing that you do or are.

Even the fact that my family wants

me to marry you for your money?

If being poor puts them on my side,

I'm glad they're poor.

If you'll marry me, Barbara,

I'll do anything you want. I'll be anything you want.

I like you, Clay, better than I ever have before.

Goodbye, Clay.

Say goodbye to your aunt for me.

You must be out of your mind. You WERE listening,

weren't you? Where are you going before the ball?

If you listened carefully, you'll know

I didn't even tell Clay. You'll lose him.

And then where would

your brokerage business be?

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