That Hamilton Woman Page #4

Charles had a lot of debts. Did you know that?

Yes, quite a lot, I know.

His debts have been paid to the tune of 5,000.

Besides he has plenty of cash

to save him from new debts for a long time

Oh, I see.

see

He sold you antiques, paintings, and among

the bric-a-brac, a certain Emma Hart.

(Sobs) That wasn't fair.

That wasn't gentlemanlike.

He shouldn't have raised me up

just to throw me down again.

My dear.

Leave me alone. You're just as bad as he is.

Perhaps you haven't made

such a good bargain after all.

I'm not going to stay here.

I'm going away now. Now!

(Sobs)

Oh, don't take it to heart, my dear.

Forget Charles, forget the old memories,

forget London.

I can offer you a new life

and a far more exciting one.

Naples is a wonderful city.

You'll be a success here. You'll like it.

Perhaps not today, nor even tomorrow.

But you are young and the young heal quickly.

You will learn singing and music

under the greatest masters in Italy.

You will speak French and Italian

with our finest teachers.

Everyone of account in Europe comes to my

house. You will meet them all.

You will dine with famous soldiers,

artists and statesmen.

You can't be presented at court, of course,

but you will have a villa by the sea and a coach.

You will have your private box at the opera.

Ever since I first saw you in London,

I feIt this house of mine to be empty,

missing its greatest and most lovely ornament.

You will be that ornament, my dear.

And except for that absurd presentation at court,

you will have everything in life

that a woman could possibly dream of.

What did you say?

Nothing. Try to sleep.

Goodnight, Emma.

MOTHER:
What's wrong, darling?

Oh, mum!

Dear, dear.

(Sobs) Mum, I'm so miserable.

- What's wrong?

- He never wanted to marry me.

He got 5,000 from the old man

to send me here.

He never wanted to marry me.

Don't cry, my sweet.

You're too good for any of them.

I'm going to pack now.

We'll go right back to London and you can give

that precious Mr Greville a piece of your mind.

Plenty of good men want to marry my Emily.

There, now, darling. Don't cry.

There's just as good fish in the sea

as ever came out of it.

(Emma Sobs)

Darling, precious Emily, there, now.

EMMA:
And I forgot London

and the old memories.

I was young I healed quickly.

I learnt French, Italian, singing, and music.

One day I had more than I ever dreamed of.

I became his wife - Emma Lady Hamilton.

(Singing)

Sshh!

My daughter, Her Ladyship, is still asleep.

- Good morning, Contessa.

- Good morning.

My daughter, Her Ladyship, is still resting.

Perhaps you wouldn't mind waiting a little while.

- How was Her Majesty this morning?

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