The Beguiled Page #3

Go back to your room.

How is he?

He has a fever.

You must be tired, wouldn't you

like a chance to go to your closet?

I might sponge parts

of him you wouldn't.

I knew what you were the minute

you came to this school.

A hussy is a hussy.

You come in here again and you'll

find your face in a bucket of water.

Do I smell eggs for breakfast?

Yes, Miss Edwina.

Hallie says Mr. McB

brought us luck.

Those hens finally laid some eggs.

Very pretty, Edwina.

The corporal seems to be

having an effect on all of us.

How is the corporal this morning?

Hungry.

How long is he gonna stay in

the music room, Miss Martha?

Till he is well enough to

turn over to the patrollers.

I wanna practice my harp.

But I can't with a dangerous

enemy in the same room.

So, that's the answer!

I always wondered what it would

take to make you want to practice.

Hello.

What's your name?

Edwina.

Mine is...

Corporal John McBurney.

Now, how'd you know that?

You said so when you came here.

I must've forgotten all about that.

You know, Edwina, I...

get the strangest feeling that I'm a

prisoner in some sort of girls' school.

It is a girls' school.

Well, you are an enemy soldier.

Are you the head of the school?

The lady in the portrait there.

Miss Martha Farnsworth.

Who's the man with her?

Her brother, Miles.

Where's he?

He disappeared.

He's presumed dead.

There's no man around here at all?

Well, I sure thank providence

for sending me here.

Rather than to one of your prisons.

I wish it were up to me what

happens to you, but it isn't.

Miss Martha will decide.

Bye.

Well, there's the little

darling that saved my life.

Come on in. Sit down.

I can't.

Your room is out of bounds.

Oh. I told Randolph all about you.

The patrol.

But even if I sounded the alarm,

Miss Martha wouldn't stop them.

It's treason.

Not tying on the blue rag to signal

the patrol is out and out treason.

Damn!

Damn! Damn!

That was very nice.

You said there were no men

around here. Who's Randolph?

I forgot about Randolph.

I'm sure you'll meet him.

Who is he?

Randolph is a turtle.

He's a pet of Amy's.

Oh.

Don't go. You may leave now and...

your soldiers might come or something.

I may never see you again.

I don't even know your last name.

Dabney.

- Why are you afraid of me, Edwina?

- I'm not.

Not really.

I mean, it has nothing

to do with you.

It's just that I'm

a Yankee, though.

I don't suppose Yankees are

any different than other men.

I see. So, you're just

afraid of men in general.

Not afraid. I just

don't trust them.

Any of them.

It sounds like some man

didn't treat you too kindly.

Only I would've bet that

you'd never been in love.

Too bad you couldn't have bet.

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