The Go-Between

The past is a foreign country.

They do things differently there.

- This is Dry Toast.

- Hello Dry Toast.

Come on slug.

That's my father.

Come on !

...or, as he was called usually

by the company,

who affected what Nate

called "napping English",

the squire, who was leader

of the opposite faction.

The rank and fortune of the lady,

Who's that ?

The pretensions to beauty

as well as talent,

though the former was

something faded,

My sister is very beautiful.

Yes.

What's that ?

It's a deadly nightshade, you oaf.

Atropa belladonna.

- Atropa what ?

- Atropa belladonna. It's poisonous.

Every part of it is poison.

Die !

Lady Penelope shrieked faintly, hid her

eyes and hurried back from the bed.

while Lord Etherington, his look startling

with the complication of feelings,

remained gazing on the poor woman.

Didn't you say his mother was

a widow, Marcus ?

I think so.

I don't really know very much about him.

He seems to be a nice lad.

I do have an impression that he lives in

rather a small house with his mother.

Yes. He seems a very nice boy.

Now, is everyone here ?

Ah, Leo. Good evening.

Good evening, Mrs. Maudsley.

Mr. Maudsley.

Now, let us go in to dinner.

You were in cranking form

today at croquet, Marian.

- Was I ?

- Come along, Marian. Marcus.

Marian is quite formidable at croquet.

Am I ?

I believe we must be weary

of you, Leo.

I understand you're a magician.

Is that true ?

Well, not for real. Only, you know...

At school. Anyway, it was supposed

to be a secret, actually.

His curses are fearful.

He cast a fiendish spell

on two boys at school.

They fell of the roof.

And were severely mutilated.

Did they die ?

Oh, no. They were just a little,

you know... severely mutilated.

Was it difficult to arrange ?

I mean, to get them to fall off

the roof without killing them.

Well, it wasn't a killing curse, you see.

There are curses and curses.

It depends on the curse.

How frightening.

You're not going to bewitch

us here, are you ?

Oh, no. I shouldn't think so.

Hello.

Have you been enjoying yourself ?

- Yes, sir.

- Good.

Pretty warm. What does it say ?

- 83.

- Warm.

The suit is a little warm, isn't it ?

No, sir.

Enjoying yourself ?

Yes, thank you, sir.

Good.

There's another thing.

When you undress you mustn't fold up

your clothes and put them on the chest.

You must leave them lying wherever

they happen to fall.

The servants will pick them up.

That's what they're for.

You are looking hot. Haven't

you anything cooler to wear ?

I'm not hot, really.

- That's a Norfolk jacket, isn't it ?

- Yes.

Well, it's quite appropriate,

then, isn't it ?

After all, we are at Norfolk.

Have we a pair of bellows, mama ?

Why ?

To cool Leo.

Does Leo need cooling ?

I may look hot, but I'm really

quite cool underneath.

Did you leave your summer

clothes at home ?

I expect mother forgot to put them in.

Why don't you write and ask

her to send them ?

Oh, that would take too long, mama.

Let me take him in to Norridge tomorrow

and get him a new outfit.

Would you like that, Leo ?

Well, I haven't any money.

At least only...

Oh, they can be your birthday presents

from us. When is your birthday ?

Well, it's on the 27th of

this month, actually.

I was born under the sign of Leo.

Oh, good. I can give you a lion skin.

Or a mane.

Well, we'll go tomorrow.

Wouldn't you rather wait until

Monday, when Hugh will be here ?

Norridge would hardly be a treat for

Hugh, mama. Trailing around the shops ?

Besides, by Monday Leo

will have melted into butter.

And all he'll need will be a muslin bag.

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