The Shuttered Room Page #3

have to wait

Till I was

almost grown up

To find out

who I am?

[awk awk]

[woman laughin

Oh!

Tell your mistress

there are folks here

to see her.

What are you waiting for?

Ahem.

If I were you,

I wouldn't sit,

Not unless the old lady

says so first.

If you don't act

pleasing to her,

Your aunt's likely

to put a spell on you.

She's got enough stuff there

to cure most anything.

She put her mind to it,

She could make you blind

for a week.

Maybe you ought

to play it safe and get up.

Oh, I'm not so sure

I believe it,

But some folks do.

She's a-comin'.

I bet they cost

$2.00 a pair, them hose.

10, at least.

Yeah?

$5.00 each leg.

Isn't she great

at figures?

Ha ha ha.

Aunt Agatha.

Susannah Whately.

It's almost

too wonderful

to be true.

I prayed and prayed,

And my prayers

have been answered

Beyond

my wildest dreams.

You've grown

into a beauty, my child,

A beauty,

Just like your mother,

God rest her.

Aunt Agatha.

You remember me?

Yes...

Yes, I do.

You were standing

on the dock,

Waving goodbye to me,

And you were crying.

You remember.

And you were only

4 years old.

Who is this man?

My husband Mike Kelton.

Is she happy?

You make her happy?

I try.

See you do.

There's been

enough misery

In the Whately

family,

And this island

has seen it all.

That's why you

were sent away,

To be reared

elsewhere

To save you from it.

You mustn't

tempt fate

by tarrying here.

Begone now before

anything happens

to you. Ethan...

Take them across

in your boat.

Oh, they got a--

they got an automobile.

Well, sail across

and fetch Wilkes

and his car ferry.

Tell him these people

are returning

To the mainland

before nightfall.

Wait a minute.

It's nice of you

to help,

But we like it here.

We may stay a few days.

You can't stay

in that mill house.

Oh, what a pity.

It'd make

a great Summer house

With paint

and the services

Of a cobweb-disposal

firm.

No, you'll

start it up again.

With a Whately

living there,

No one will be safe

on this island.

You'll start it up

again for sure--

Evil.

Excuse me if I find that

difficult to understand.

There's a lot of things

city folks don't understand,

Mr. Kelton,

Even with their

scientific know-how.

There are things

they have no way

of knowing,

No way

of figuring out.

Like the Whately curse?

Yes,

Mr. Doubting Thomas,

The Whately curse.

You don't know

where it come from,

But it's there.

How does

a chicken know

When a fox is hiding

behind a bush,

ready to spring?

That chicken can't

see the fox,

Can't smell the fox,

But it knows

the fox is there.

Now, a chicken is

a stupid creature.

All it does is run

around in circles

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