The Innocents Page #3

But not as pretty as you, miss.

Not by half.

He seems to prefer them

young and pretty.

He did. He had

the devil's own eye-

I mean, that's his way,

the master's.

- But of whom did you speak first?

- Why, the master, of course.

There's nobody else, miss.

Nobody at all.

[ Both Laughing ]

Be careful, dear, or you'll splash

Miss Giddens!

And is the other one just as remarkable?

Is he too as enchanting?

Well, if you like this one...

you should be quite carried away

by Master Miles.

Miles is coming!

I seem to be carried away quite easily.

That's what happened to me in London.

Miles is coming!

Miles is coming!

Stuff and nonsense.

You know very well Miles is at school.

- Now, hold still.

- [ Both Laughing ]

[ Clock Chiming ]

I've got a little bed in your room.

It's got curtains.

- How nice.

- Yes.

Mrs. Grose wanted

to give you a big room...

but I said,

"She'll only be there when she's asleep.''

- Big rooms get bigger at night. Do you know that?

- Do they?

Mrs. Grose doesn't know.

[ Whispers ]

She shuts her eyes in the dark.

[ Laughs ]

I think that's silly.

- I always look in the dark.

- Do you?

And what do you see?

There are

a lot of empty rooms.

I said, to Mrs. Grose, "I wish there was

some way of sleeping in several rooms at once.''

Mrs. Grose was quite

startled by the thought.

- I don't wonder!

- "Stuff and nonsense,'' she said.

"Stuff and nonsense.''

[ Both Laugh ]

Now I lay me down to sleep.

I pray the Lord

my soul to keep-

Why can't Rupert sleep with me?

Because you might roll over

and crush him.

Crush a tortoise?

Now finish your prayers, dear.

If I should wake before I-

If I should die before I wake,

I pray the Lord my soul to take.

Amen.

Miss Giddens, where would the Lord

take my soul to?

- To heaven.

- Are you certain?

Yes, of course,

because you're a very, very good girl.

But I might not be.

And if I weren't, wouldn't the Lord just

leave me here to walk around?

Isn't that what happens

to some people?

[ Loud Screeching ]

Whatever was that?

- [ Screeching Continues ]

- I'm sure something's been hurt.

An animal.

We must pretend we didn't hear it.

That's what Mrs. Grose says.

- Pretend?

- Then we won't imagine things.

Sometimes one can't help...

imagining things.

[ Moans ]

[ Sighs,

Moaning Continues ]

## [ Humming "O Willow Waly'' ]

## [ Stops ]

## [ Resumes ]

[ Flora ]

#By the tree that weeps with me #

#Singing "O Willow Waly''#

- # Till my lover-##

- You should be outdoors on a day like this.

I was just practicing, Mrs. Grose.

- Have you seen Miss Giddens, my lamb?

- I'm out here, Mrs. Grose.

Oh!

There's some letters

for you, miss.

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