Turn the Key Softly Page #3

You think I'm weak, don't you?

No, Stella, I wouldn't say weak.

Just a little wobbly at times.

Not anymore. Not since I met you.

I never met a chap like you before.

It makes a difference, you know?

I'm going to be a real good wife to you, Bob.

If anyone's lucky it's me.

Tell you where you can get a nice room.

Cheap and respectable, too.

Canonbury.

Canonbury?

Don't tell me you've never heard of Canonbury.

I suppose I must have.

Where is it?

Well, it's not in the jungle.

One of the most respectable parts of London.

Get an underground on Essex Road

or take the 38 bus.

Oh, I know the 38 bus.

It goes down Shaftsbury Avenue and along Piccadilly.

Yes.

Look. Here's the address.

31, Alcyon Road.

Of course, you have to put the money down.

How much have you got?

Oh, I'll be all right.

How much have you got?

About a quid.

Bob! Three!

Three quid!

Well, you have to feed yourself until next week

as well as pay the rent.

After that you're my official responsibility.

Oh, Bob, you are good.

No, I'm not.

Yes, you are.

Shall I come round

to your digs this evening?

Oh, you'd better not.

My landlady's pretty strict.

Tell you what.

See you when I come off duty.

Okay, what time?

Half past seven?

Outside Swan and Ekers?

Here's the first of your wedding presents.

Hello, Toots. I've missed you.

Did you have a nice time in the Riviera?

Lovely! Couldn't bear to tear meself away

from all them dukes and millionaires.

I bet you looked smashing in your bikini.

Yes, all covered in goose pimples.

Come on in.

Oh, I don't know.

Oh, come on.

When did you get out?

This morning. I'm on me way home now.

How about a little bit of something

to be going home with?

What's the price of the rabbit?

Two bob a pound. I'd be ashamed to sell it to you.

Never you mind rabbit.

What you need is feeding up.

Have you seen Johnny lately?

He's been about most days.

Looks fine to me.

I do hope he hasn't forgotten me.

Not him.

Now, how about a nice bit of stewing steak?

Here you are. Eight ounces.

Ten pence eight to you, madam.

And don't give it all to Johnny.

No.

Oh, it's you.

I did write.

Please, can I have me old room back?

Well, some people'd say I was a fool

to have you back.

I never took anything from here.

Oh, no, I'll say that for you.

But some people'd say I was letting

the neighborhood down.

Well, you better come on in.

The humiliation! Seeing this address,

my address in the papers.

Besides, as though it was the first time.

Fifteen previous convictions and all for shoplifting.

And don't try to attempt and deny it.

I read it meself in the papers with me own eyes.

So silly too. It's not as though you'd ever taken

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