The Stars Look Down Page #5

She's with a friend of mine from university.

Oh.

Stanley, weren't you saying something

about Mr Gowlan?

I'm sorry. I thought you did.

Something about the Carnport works.

Yes. Someone was telling me...

I forget who.

I believe you know something

about coal, Gowlan.

Nothing except I was born and bred on it.

- I need a buyer for my Carnport works.

- I wouldn't say no.

It may be possible, but don't count on it.

- All I need's a start, you see...

- I know. You're a smart lad.

You see...

There's one thing I've got my heart set on.

I suppose you'd call it coal.

- Coal?

- Coal mines.

I'm trying to arrange a university debate

on the private ownership of coal mines.

Of course. A very good thing.

No, Miss Sunley.

I'm going to speak against it.

Naturally, David.

I think it would be a very good thing.

It's been ever so nice meeting you.

You'll be having letters after your name.

- That's jumping ahead.

- You're the cleverest person I've ever met.

- The cleverest you'll ever meet, too.

- Is this a mutual admiration society?

- But I admire you.

- You two are getting on all right.

- Put your nose out of joint.

- I can't compete to universities.

Yes. It's not often I meet anybody

as important as you.

If the scholarship people thought that,

they might raise my allowance!

- It's time we were getting along.

- Fine.

- Do you go near Westgate Road?

- I pass it.

- We all go the same way home.

- We'll meet in the vestibule, then.

She's a nice lass, Davey.

Aye. I didn't know you had

such good taste, Joe.

Taste? Me? No.

You've got the wrong end of the stick.

There's nothing between Jenny and me.

Keep the change. I just stay at their place.

Between you and me, Davey,

you rather swept her off her feet.

- Don't be daft.

- It's a case of just going in and winning.

Joe does it in style - taxi and all.

- Joe? Is Jenny all right?

- Of course I am, Mother.

I thought you must

have had an accident... Oh.

- This is Mr Fenwick from the university.

- Pleased to meet you.

Goodness me. And me in this state.

It's too bad of you.

It's all right.

He's as good as one of the family.

- Look us up, Davey.

- Of course.

Goodbye, Davey. Goodnight, Jenny.

Goodnight, Mrs Sunley.

Goodnight, Joe.

- Maybe we could meet again?

- Of course.

- How about tea sometime?

- That'd be fine, Jenny.

If you'll excuse me. I've got a headache.

I'll mix myself a powder. Goodnight.

Goodnight.

What about tomorrow? After five?

- Let me see...

- I can call for you just after five.

- All right, then. Goodnight.

- Goodnight, Jenny.

- Goodnight.

- Goodnight.

Jenny! Here a minute.

You're not treating Joe right.

He went to bed upset.

If you didn't notice it, you're blind.

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