The House on Telegraph Hill Page #3

You know?

Well, look.

Let me explain.

You and your husband

had been reported dead years before.

My lawyer was convinced

we were dealing with an impostor.

We never heard from you again,

and that only served to confirm

our original suspicions.

If only you'd tried again-

written or wired or anything.

Well, I-I didn't know what to do,

where to turn.

I-I felt so lost.

Well, you've gotta

forget all that now...

and think of the future...

and Chris.

- You'll be proud of him.

- Tell me about him.

What does he look like?

- You'll be proud of him.

- Tell me about him.

What does he look like?

Well, he's a very

good-looking boy, I think.

He- He resembles you

in some ways.

He has your eyes,

and that same stubborn chin.

When he was a baby, everybody said

he'd look more like his father.

- When am I going to see him?

- He won't be back from school

for two weeks...

and I plan to stay

in New York on business.

Look, why don't you wait

and come to San Francisco with me?

I'm sure you could use the time yourself.

Shopping, for example.

Shopping?

But I have no money.

You have now.

This is what I had dreamed about-

like the days back home

in Poland before the war.

The feel of silk

on my skin again.

- What do you think?

- It's lovely.

Yes, but I'm afraid

it's also very expensive.

Don't worry about that.

After all, I'm still Chris's guardian.

I'm sure he'd want his mother

to look her best.

All right, then.

- Do you like it?

- It's beautiful.

I-I just have to put my shoe on,

and I'm ready.

May I help you?

I make no excuse.

I felt Alan was attracted to me, and I

was prepared to take advantage of it.

Was I in love with him?

I don't know.

But I did know that the best way

for me to be safe...

was to be married

to an American.

A penny for them, Karin.

A penny for what?

Your thoughts.

It's an expression we have.

Oh, Alan, I-

I couldn't begin to tell you

all my thoughts.

You've been

so wonderful to me.

I don't know

if I ever can, Karin, but...

I'd like to spend the rest of my life

trying to make up to you...

for all those lost years.

I want you to know, I'm no bargain.

I'm a very stubborn man...

set in my ways

and hard to live with.

And maybe

I'm too old to change.

I don't want you

to change, Alan, ever.

Three days later,

we were married in Connecticut.

And now Alan was bringing me

home to San Francisco.

There they are!

- Hello!

- Hello, Chris.

Chris, this is your mother.

- Well, what do you think?

Shall we keep her?

- Hello.

Hello, Chris.

- Hello, Margaret.

- Hello, Mr. Spender.

Darling?

This is Margaret.

- How do you do?

- Welcome home, Mrs. Spender.

Thank you. I've heard how much

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