- Oh, yes, that's right.

- Miss Lester?

- I'm Miss Lester.

For you, Miss Lester.

- Thank you.

- Quite all right, miss.

Kitty. Flowers.

- I can't imagine.

- Here, let's see. Put them down here.

Oh, gosh.

Oh, aren't they lovely?

Who do you suppose?

Kitty, it's Roy. It's his handwriting.

Sixteen, 18, 24... Oh.

They must have cost a pound at least.

Oh, enough to buy us food

for a whole week.

"One of my men got leave.

You'll be receiving these through him.

With them I send you all my..."

We, uh... We could sell them to the florist

at the corner and buy ourselves a real meal.

But I don't think you'd favor the idea.

No.

Oh, Kitty. His mother's coming here.

To London?

Yes, listen.

"My mother is snatching a few days...

...from her Red Cross work

and is coming to town to see you.

I know you'll get on well with her.

She's very nice.

In fact, she's quite like me." Ha.

Oh, Kitty, what'll I do?

I can't have her here.

Why not? Let's give her a little party

and open up the last tin.

I'll suggest meeting her somewhere.

For tea, perhaps.

Oh, but, Kitty, imagine. His mother.

I'm awfully nervous at meeting her.

I wonder...

What, you funny love-struck infant?

I wonder if she'll like me.

Well, she better,

or we won't invite her at all.

- Myra, you're trembling.

- Kitty, don't you see...

...that meeting her

would be like seeing Roy again.

You've been such a darling to me.

And now perhaps

I'll be able to repay you.

You know...

...I have a feeling that from now on...

...everything's going to

take a turn for the better.

I'm sure it is.

- One?

- No, there'll be another one later.

- Is there a table by the window?

- I think so.

Oh, no, thank you. I'll wait for my friend.

She's Lady Margaret Cronin

and I'm Miss Lester.

If she should ask for me,

direct her to me here.

Certainly.

What time is it, please?

- It's 10 minutes to 5, miss.

- Thank you.

- Your friend seems to be held up.

- Yes.

Sure you wouldn't like a cup of tea?

No, thank you.

I'm sure she'll be here any minute.

- Care to look at the evening paper?

- Oh, thank you.

Feeling better, miss?

Here, take another sip.

Feel faint, don't you?

You did give us a fright.

Wouldn't you like to go to the restroom...

...and lie down a bit?

- No, l...

I'd rather stay here, if you don't mind.

Better take another drop of this, then.

Better?

Sure?

Yes, I'll be all right.

Sit quiet and rest.

And if your friend doesn't turn up,

we'll call a taxi.

Are you Miss Lester?

Yes.

I'm Margaret Cronin, Roy's mother.

I'm afraid I've kept you waiting.

Oh, I'm terribly sorry.

My train was haIf an hour late.

You know how it is these days.

But I've come straight from Scotland

to keep this appointment...

...so I do hope you'll forgive me.

What shall we have? Tea? Little cakes?

No. No, thank you. I don't think so.

I can't stay very long.

Oh.

Tea for one, then. And some thin toast.

I do hope you're not going

to run off at once.

I've wanted so much to meet you,

but I've been so terribly busy.

I've been turning an old country place

into a rest home for wounded men.

By the way, I telephoned you

from Scotland to the hotel...

...where Roy told me you were staying.

They said you'd gone.

I tried to get in touch

with you through the ballet...

...but they said it had gone to America.

I was about to wire Roy...

...when your note came.

- I have my mail forwarded. There...

There are reasons.

Oh, my dear, I didn't mean to pry.

Forgive me, my dear,

but you're not afraid of me, are you?

I know it is a bit of an ordeal

meeting one's future in-laws.

I remember how I dreaded it.

But I'm not very terrifying, am I?

I know we're going to be good friends.

I feel that I know you already

through Roy's letters.

I want to write him...

...and tell him that you and I have met

and that we like each other very much.

- May I write him that?

- Yes, yes, of course.

I suppose there are things you want

to know about Roy I could tell you.

There are things about him

you could tell me.

Why don't they bring your tea?

They're very slow. Shall I call the waitress?

Don't bother. I'm in no hurry.

Would you rather that I didn't speak

to you about Roy?

No.

No. Why should you think that?

But what is there to say?

Forgive me, my dear,

but are you quite well?

Yes, yes, of course.

I had a drink, that's all.

It made me feel funny.

Queer.

What's it like in Scotland?

I have never been there.

It always sounds so quaint,

you know, the heather and the peat.

(LAUGHS)

Peat comes from Ireland, doesn't it?

I've never been there either.

Why do you stare at me like that?

I'm trying to see you as Roy sees you.

Myra, I want you to remember

that I tried to be your friend.

I've come because Roy wanted me

to come and because I wished to.

Perhaps we'll try again someday.

Perhaps on Roy's next leave,

he'll bring you to the country.

Goodbye, Myra.

The lady is leaving, miss?

Myra?

Myra.

WOMAN:

Who is it?

- Has Miss Lester gone out, Mrs. Clarke?

- What...? What is it?

- Where's Miss Lester?

How should I know? She went out.

- When?

- About an hour ago.

You shouldn't have let her.

She's not well enough to go out,

and a night like this too.

This is a lodging house, Miss Meredith,

not a nursing home.

Myra, where have you been?

Whatever made you go out

on a night like this?

You went and got caught in the rain too.

Now, you come on upstairs

and get into bed.

We spend months trying to build you up

and you go and do a silly thing like this.

I can't trust you out of my sight.

Now, you get those things off.

Double-quick time too.

I'll fix you a hot-water bottle.

- Kitty.

- Yes?

How did the show go tonight?

Oh, same as usual.

Was it a good house?

So-so.

Why?

I went to the theater.

I thought I'd surprise you

by calling for you.

Oh, yes...

(SIGHS)

See, Myra, I didn't want to worry you.

I'm in a different sort of a show

than the one I said I was in.

A cheaper sort of a show, so it's...

Kitty, you haven't got a job at all.

You never did have one.

How have we been living?

What difference does it make

as long as we live?

Where's the money coming from?

Where are you getting it?

Where do you think I've been getting it?

I tried to keep it from you but...

Well, you know now.

You did it for me.

No, I didn't.

I'd have done it anyhow.

(SPEAKING IN FRENCH)

No jobs.

No boys who want to marry you.

Only men who wanna kill a few hours

because they know it may be their last.

Kitty, you did it for me

to buy me food and medicine.

I'd sooner have died.

No, no, you wouldn't.

You think you would, but you wouldn't.

I thought of that...

...but I wasn't brave enough.

I wanted to go on living.

Heaven knows why, but I did,

and so would you.

We're young and it's good to live.

Even the life I'm leading.

Though, God knows it...

I've heard them call it the easiest way.

I wonder who ever thought up

that little phrase.

I know one thing.

It couldn't have been a woman.

I suppose you think...

...I'm dirt.

Oh, Kitty.

(SOBBING)

MAN:

Hello.

A bit of weather we had this evening,

didn't we?

It's cleared up though, nicely after all.

How about a little stroll?

How's luck?

No such thing.

- How's Kitty?

- Oh, about the same as me.

Ah, nowadays, there don't seem to be

no luck for nobody.

Oh, well.

Better days coming, so the song says.

- I hope so. Toodle-oo.

- Bye-bye.

Hello, Myra. How's luck?

I'm not exactly prepared to retire yet.

Well, here they come.

- Cheerio.

- Cheerio.

- Welcome home.

- Thanks, ducky.

ROY:

Myra!

Myra!

Myra.

Myra, I can't believe it.

It is you, isn't it?

- It's really you.

- Oh, Roy.

It's really you.

Oh, darling, let me look at you.

I'm not dreaming, am I?

But think of finding you here,

waiting for me. Why, it's a miracle.

Roy, you... You're alive.

The months I've waited for this moment.

I'd begun to think it would never come.

How'd you know I was coming?

Did you telephone Mother?

Oh, now, darling, none of that.

Chin up. Where's your nerve?

It's over, darling. It's all over.

And we're together for always.

Oh, Roy. You're alive.

Yes, extravagantly.

(SOBS)

Oh, my poor darling.

Come on. We'll go sit down.

Oh, darling, don't cry.

It's a happy ending.

Have you missed me?

Did you think I was...?

Didn't you know I was indestructible?

How could I die when we're engaged?

Did you think I'd break our engagement?

Oh, you don't know me, young woman.

No, I was wounded and somehow

lost my identification disk.

It's a long story. I'll tell you someday.

I was in a German prison camp for a year.

Head wound. Pretty nearly signed off, but

I got out at last and went to Switzerland.

Mother came over, of course,

mines or no mines.

And then I heard that

she'd lost touch with you.

I almost lost my mind.

What happened? Did she find you?

- Did you get in touch with her?

- No.

- Then you didn't know I was coming?

- No.

What were you doing at the station?

Were you looking for a friend?

Yes.

Well, I'm the friend you were looking for.

Who was he? I insist upon knowing.

Who was he?

Oh, it was a girl. No one in particular.

(ROY LAUGHS)

It's a miracle

that I ran into you like this...

...when you were waiting

for no one in particular.

Here we are, good strong tea.

This will buck you up.

Come on, drink this.

I want to talk to you.

I've got a thousand questions.

What have you been up to?

You got a job? Where is it?

What does it pay?

Not that it really matters because

you're quitting it. This instant.

I'm not going to let you out of my sight...

...not till we're married.

You understand that?

You've been through a lot, haven't you?

It has been...

- It's been...

- Pretty tough, eh?

And I wasn't there to help you.

But that's all over now.

I'm going to make it up to you.

I'm going to make things easy for you.

I never want to see you cry again...

...except with happiness.

If only I'd known you were alive,

that you were in the world.

I'll never leave you again, darling. Never.

Now, Miss Lester, I have a program.

I'm a man with a program,

a man of action.

I'm phoning my mother that I found you

and we're coming up on the evening train.

Excuse me while I find a phone.

Don't you move until I come back to you.

- We'll be up on the nine-six.

- I must speak to you.

- There's something I must say.

- Will you?

Ha, ha, that'll be marvelous.

Thanks, Mother. Goodbye.

- Well, that's that.

- Roy, you must listen to me.

Myra, what is it?

I can't go to the country with you.

It's quite out of the question.

- Why not?

- Please don't ask me, but I simply can't.

But I've got to ask

and you've got to tell me.

Oh, I look terrible, for one thing.

I haven't any clothes and l...

- Well, I really can't go anywhere.

- Ha, ha. Oh, you little fool.

Let me have a squint at you.

I think you exaggerate.

Now that I look at you,

there's something in what you say.

Well, Madame Cronin-to-be,

we'll see what we can do.

How would you like to be

the smartest woman in London?

No, Roy, I can't.

Myra, darling.

I'm afraid I've been stupid.

Conceited and stupid.

Because you've never been

out of my thoughts...

...I took it for granted

that it was the same with you.

There's someone else, isn't there, Myra?

After all, you thought me dead.

There is someone else, isn't there?

Don't be afraid. Tell me.

Oh, Roy, of course

there isn't anyone else.

There couldn't be.

I loved you.

I've never loved anyone else.

I never shall.

That's the truth, Roy.

That's all I wanted to know.

Oh, darling, smile for a change.

Have you forgotten how?

That's a good girl.

I can't believe I'm with you again.

But you are.

- Happy?

- Yes.

Personally, I'm delirious.

Come on, we're going shopping.

KITTY:

Myra.

Well, what's all this?

Have you taken to shoplifting?

Oh, Kitty, darling. Roy's alive.

He's back. He's here.

- Roy?

- Mm-hm.

- No.

- Yes, he's back.

We've been together the whole afternoon.

He'll be here any minute.

Kitty...

...he wants to marry me.

- Oh, no. Such things don't happen.

- It's true.

Oh, Kitty, it's going to be so wonderful,

for you too.

Nothing will be too good for you

when I'm Roy's wife.

Oh, I know what you're thinking.

I've been thinking too.

You think that'd be

dreadful of me, don't you?

- Does he know?

- No.

Do you think you can get away with it?

- You mean deceiving him?

- Yes.

Oh, I'm going to tell him.

There are two sorts of people, Myra.

Those who get the breaks

and those who don't.

Well, I'm getting the breaks now,

and I'm not going to sink.

You remember you once said

that you wanted to live?

Well, I want to live.

This is my chance for life

and I won't let him go.

He's so kind, Kitty,

so sweet and clean and wonderful.

I'll devote myseIf to him.

After all, it's his happiness too,

Kitty. He...

He loves me. He's waited for me.

And in my soul, I've waited for him.

Tell me I can go to him. Please, Kitty.

(SIGHS)

Guess there are no rules, Myra...

...for what you feel...

...and what he feels.

Kitty.

After all, if he's...

...mad enough about you,

it may make up for everything.

It must. It must.

Well, try it.

Go to him.

Oh, Kitty.

The ancestral acres. Shall I

point out the things we're proudest of...

...no matter how boring?

- Oh, it's beautiful. Simply beautiful.

Mother will take you all over.

You mustn't tell her I showed you.

See it first with her.

- Be enthusiastic too.

- That won't be difficult.

It must be wonderful to spend

one's childhood in a place like this.

Yes, it's great when you're young.

- When you're really young.

- Oh, Roy.

Do you think of yourseIf as old?

No one who's been in this war is young.

No, that's true.

Remember Longfellow's line?

" The thoughts of youth

are long, long thoughts. "

- Myra.

- Yes, Roy?

We're awfully good together,

don't you think?

R.S.V.P. I mean, that was a question.

It requires an answer. Yes or no?

Yes.

Your answer is correct.

Our home, darling.

- Mother.

- Oh!

Myra, I'm so glad to see you again,

my dear.

Isn't it wonderful,

Roy finding you so quickly?

- I believe there's providence in it.

ROY:

I'm sure of it.

You're very kind, Lady Margaret.

Roy, I do hope you

haven't shown Myra anything.

I want to show her round myseIf.

- I didn't show her a thing.

MARGARET:

Good.

Come. Oh, I'm so happy.

- Hello, Barnes.

- Oh, Mr. Roy, do excuse me.

I've been waiting all afternoon

for the dogcart, and then I missed it.

Just at the crucial moment,

as you might say.

I missed my welcoming committee.

Wanted to impress Miss Lester.

However, this is my future wife, Barnes.

Myra, this is Barnes.

- How do you do?

- How do you do?

Brought me up from a baby.

- Tell you all about it in detail.

- I'd love to hear about it.

Well, he gave us an awful lot of trouble,

Miss Lester.

He wasn't what you would call

a good child...

...but you couldn't resist him.

One day he jumped from a treetop.

ROY:

I've told her about that, Barnes.

You fish up something new.

- Yes, sir.

ROY:

Come, Mother.

- What about showing Myra to her room?

- Oh, Roy, I forgot.

- I'm afraid we're going to be invaded.

- Invaded?

The neighbors.

I did my best to spare you...

...but the whole countryside is coming in

tonight to see you and your bride.

Ha, ha, oh, poor Myra.

She's going to see some wonderful types.

(ALL LAUGH)

(BAND PLAYING WALTZ)

They do look well together, don't they?

She's a lovely girl. Perfectly lovely.

I suppose very soon...

...these two young people

will be paying me a professional visit.

Tomorrow morning, I expect.

Roy's madly in love.

- Jealous?

- A little.

- But you like her, don't you?

- Very much.

More every minute.

She dances beautifully, doesn't she?

Well, that's her job.

Those Cronin men, they're always attracted

by girls who undress in public.

Why don't you try it, Viola?

Oh, I haven't the nerve.

I'm not quite sure that I've got the figure.

(GIRLS LAUGH)

All I can say is,

there are plenty of charming girls...

...of good family in the county

who would have jumped at Roy...

...and I don't mean my niece, Victoria.

I wonder if she can ride.

Who's ever heard of her?

Has anyone ever seen her dance?

Well, evidently, Roy's seen her

and evidently liked it.

You'll notice the duke isn't here.

Evidently, the duke doesn't like it.

- Happy?

- Yes.

- Completely?

- Yes.

- Ecstatically?

- Yes.

- No doubts?

- No.

- No reservations?

- No.

- No defeatism?

- No.

Darling, every once in a while,

I see fear in your eyes.

Why?

Oh, life's been hard for you, I know that.

You've had to struggle and endure

privation, but that's all over now.

You're safe now.

Don't be afraid.

You needn't be ever again.

I love you.

Oh, Roy, you're so good. You're so...

Oh, darling, it's...

- It's unreal, isn't it?

- Yes.

Shall we wake up suddenly

and find it untrue?

Roy, don't be defeatist.

(ROY CHUCKLES)

Rather like running the gauntlet,

wasn't it, to dance in there?

But you're a great success, darling.

- Everyone's enchanted with you.

- But they haven't met me yet.

- You warm?

- Yes, very.

- Would you like a drink?

- I'd love one.

I'll get you some of Barnes' famous punch.

Cool and innocent and deceptive.

You sit right here.

Don't move an eyelid till I come back.

MYRA:

I shall run off

with the first strolling minstrel.

- Darling.

- Darling.

COLONEL:

Of course I'm here.

I've come to see that young woman.

Where is she? Where are you hiding her?

This is Myra.

Myra, this is my uncle, the source

of those bellows you just heard.

How do you do?

So this is Myra, is it?

I am very glad you came.

- Why have you kept us apart?

- Ha, ha.

Now my troubles begin.

Roy, you told me you were going

to get Myra some punch.

What about it?

I knew it was too good to last. Darling.

Come, my dear. Let's sit down.

You gave me 10 of the

most anxious moments of my life.

紐約時報罕有地介入涉及美國華人圈子的“陰謀論”，直指香港大學醫學院前研究員閆麗夢秘密離港後，在美國積極發聲，指控中國蓄意製造和散播新冠病毒，是受到流亡美國的中國富商郭文貴和特朗普前顧問班農兩人的擺布，鼓吹武漢肺炎的陰謀論。紐約時報其中一個“證據”是曾經用手提電話接觸到閆麗夢的母親，但對方表示從未一如女兒所說的遭到大陸公安逮捕，反指女兒在美國被利用。

Did I? When?

When I was waiting in a cab

while Roy was inside...

...asking your permission to marry me.

Were you outside in the cab?

Why didn't he bring you in?

I don't suppose he dared.

Quite right. Very shrewd of him.

If he had,

I'd never have given my consent.

- I should have asked for you myseIf.

- Ha, ha.

- And I'd have said yes.

- Ha-ha-ha.

My dear...

...will you do me a favor?

- Oh, I love to.

Will you do me the honor

to dance with me?

Of course, but I'm afraid Roy

will think we've eloped.

- Well, maybe we will.

- All right.

Come along. I haven't been here for ages.

Come on, my dear.

Let's make an entrance.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

You dance beautifully, my dear.

And why not, indeed?

- So do you.

- I? Oh, no.

COLONEL:

Oh, dear. Oh, dear. Oh, dear. Ah!

Well, that dance

is the climax of my career.

I can now retire permanently

and write my memoirs.

You're awfully kind.

I shall always be grateful to you.

Grateful? What are you talking about?

Think I don't know why you came here

and made a point of dancing with me...

...in front of all those people?

- Point? Point? What point?

You wanted to show them

that you approved of me.

You knew if you approved, they would.

- Incidentally, I jolly well liked it.

- Ha, ha.

You're awfully nice.

I do so want them to like me.

I want to be a success because of Roy.

Well, you know what these people are.

They're good people, mind you.

Kind people.

But they're old-fashioned

and rather limited in their social ideas.

"What's good enough for AIfred the Great

is good enough for me" sort of thing.

(BOTH LAUGH)

- You see that emblem?

- Mm-hm.

COLONEL:

Broken lance. Our regimental badge.

Roy's regiment too.

Well, they think the only way to keep up

the tradition is to lead a dull life...

...and marry one of themselves.

They think of a dancer

as someone a little racy, shall I say...

...to put it mildly. Ha-ha-ha!

Too bad you can't live up

to their idea, Myra, isn't it? Ha.

It would be good fun, wouldn't it? Hm.

Yes, it would.

But Roy's instinct tells him what you are.

My instinct tells me too.

You're sound and good.

That badge is never going to suffer

at your hands.

If I weren't sure of that...

...I wouldn't welcome you as I do now.

ROY:

Myra.

Uncle, I've been more than generous,

leaving you so long with Myra.

- Longer would be foolhardy.

- Yes. You'd better take her away...

...before she discovers

that I'm the better man.

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

(BAND PLAYING "AULD LANG SYNE")

Listen, Myra.

I had them play it. Let's dance to it.

Will you excuse us, sir?

- Thank you.

- For what? For what?

Go and enjoy yourselves.

Remember, darling, the Candlelight Club?

It's forever ago, isn't it?

And yet it's tonight.

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Come in.

Do I disturb you?

Uh, no. Please come in, Lady Margaret.

I knocked very gently, so in case

you were asleep, I shouldn't wake you.

MYRA:

Won't you sit down?

- I thought you'd be awake.

I said, "She's far too happy and excited

to be asleep."

Two things keep one up,

great happiness or great misery.

- Don't you think so?

- Yes.

I couldn't go to sleep either

without getting something off my chest...

...as the Americans say.

Are you sure you're not too tired?

No, no, of course not.

It's about our last meeting in London.

That has preyed upon my mind

ever since.

Do you bear a grudge against me

for that, Myra?

Oh, no, Lady Margaret.

I came with a prejudice...

...and when I saw you,

you seemed strange to me.

I thought you couldn't be,

well, what I wanted Roy's wife to be.

I've no excuse, except a mother's excuse

for wanting an impossible ideal for her son.

Can you forgive me?

- But there's nothing to forgive.

- When I got home the next day...

...I found the telegram telling me

the dreadful news about Roy.

And when I could think again, it suddenly

struck me that you had known all the time.

That you'd just seen his name

in the paper...

...and that you hardly knew

what you were saying.

- Is that true?

- Yes.

Oh, you poor child. If I'd only known.

I did my very best to find you,

but you'd disappeared.

And now I want to make it up to you

in the future.

I'm very happy

about this marriage, Myra...

...and I know we're going

to be wonderful friends.

Forgive me for being sentimental.

Good night, my daughter.

Lady Margaret!

Lady Margaret.

- Lady Margaret.

- Yes, Myra?

I must speak to you.

Why, of course, Myra.

I can't marry Roy.

Sit down quietly, dear, and tell me.

I must go away.

I should never have come here.

I knew it was impossible...

...but I kept deceiving myseIf.

I've got to go away.

I must never see him again.

My dear, why don't you tell me

what it is?

- I'm sure I can help you.

- No one can help me.

But, my dear,

what can it be that is so terrible?

Has there been someone else?

Oh, Lady Margaret.

You are naive.

- Myra.

- Yes.

- Yes, yes.

- Myra.

That thought

which is now in your mind...

...which you are telling yourseIf

can't be true is true.

- Myra.

- Yes.

Why didn't you tell him?

I didn't have the courage.

Oh, I can give you plenty of reasons.

I was hungry. I was poor.

I thought Roy was dead, but...

I could make you understand,

but it wouldn't help me.

Oh.

I don't know what to say.

But it's my fault as much as yours

for not having understood...

...for not having taken care of you.

- Oh, don't be nice to me.

If l...

If I leave early in the morning...

If I never see Roy again...

...would you promise me

he'll never know?

I couldn't bear to hurt him like that.

Myra.

Oh, let us wait until the morning.

Let us think this over.

Will you promise?

I promise.

Thank you.

You've been so good.

I wish I could have been

all that you hoped.

(ROY HUMMING)

Myra.

Why, you little gadabout.

What are you doing

prowling around at this hour?

- You been with Mother?

- Yes.

Isn't she wonderful?

Yes, she is.

I knew I wouldn't sleep

so I've been in the garden...

...confiding my luck to the stars.

- Were they pleased?

They seemed indifferent. They went on

glittering, the little exhibitionists.

(LAUGHS)

Oh.

- Ever see this before?

- I think so.

Here.

But I gave it to you. It's yours.

I think it'll be safer with you,

just as I'll be.

I dropped it in the garden a moment ago.

I was frantic until I found it again.

I think you'd better have it from now on

because now that we're both...

...as they say, one, it really doesn't matter

which one of us keeps it, does it?

It's brought me luck.

Now let it bring you luck.

I'll keep it for you, Roy.

- I'm tired, darling.

- Yes, you look tired.

- Been a strenuous day for you.

- Yes.

Good night, darling.

Goodbye, darling.

Ha, ha, why "goodbye"

when it's only till morning?

Because every parting from you...

...is like a little eternity.

That's the way I feel too.

- Goodbye.

- Goodbye, little sentimentalist.

ROY:

Tomorrow, all day to ourselves.

Yes, my love.

Wait for me.

Myra.

Myra, it's Roy.

- Myra.

KITTY:

What on earth's going...?

- Oh, it's you.

- Hello, Kitty.

- Where's Myra?

- She's not with you?

- What are you talking about?

- She left Scotland last night.

- Without telling you?

- She's not been here, then?

Not since she walked out with you

the other day.

- Look here, can I come in?

- Of course.

I was just having a bite to eat.

Sit down. What's happened?

She left a note

that she couldn't marry me.

Was there any trouble with your family?

No, no, no, none.

It's incredible. I can't understand it at all.

Last night we were together.

She told me she was happy.

- When did she leave?

- The first train for London.

- She must have arrived hours ago.

- Well, she's not been here.

Where is she?

Kitty, there's something

I haven't understood.

I've felt it in the back of my mind

since I came home. You know what it is.

Tell me.

Tell me.

I suppose you better face it, Roy.

I suppose she means for you

never to see her again.

- Why not?

- I don't know! Don't ask me.

What's in back of all this?

If you don't tell me, I'll go to the police.

- Oh, no. Don't go to the police.

- Why shouldn't I?

Roy, can you take it...

...no matter what you find out

about her?

- What are you hinting?

- Answer me. Can you take it?

No matter what I find out, it won't make

any difference. I've got to find her.

Well, come on, then.

We'll look for her.

- Hello, Kitty.

- Have you seen Myra?

- No.

- Are you sure?

See, I know every bit what comes in here,

and Myra particularly.

And when I tells you she ain't, she ain't.

Oh, all right. Thanks.

Why don't you and your gentleman

sit down here for the fight?

Seen Myra?

No, I ain't seen her for about four days.

Where has she gone, the Riviera?

- If you see her, tell her I'm looking for her.

- All right, I will, dearie.

- Hey, Mack.

- Hi, sister.

- Have you seen Myra?

- It's early for Myra.

She don't usually come around

till about midnight.

All right, thanks.

Roy, she don't seem to be anywhere.

There's only one place we haven't tried.

What place is that?

Waterloo Station.

Waterloo Station, driver.

Well?

Not anywhere?

No. Nobody's seen her.

- Oh, Roy, I'm scared.

- Kitty.

I'm scared, I tell you. Where is she?

She...

She couldn't go through with it.

She was too honest.

She said it was a chance to live.

- A chance to live?

- And that she'd never go back.

That she'd never go back to the...

You don't need to say it. I understand.

Then...

Then where is she?

She's lost, Kitty.

She's escaped us.

And I'll always look for her.

I'll never find her.

Is that you, Myra?

Hello.

Heard you was married.

- No.

- That Kitty...

...she told me.

Said you'd got off with some toff.

I knew it was too good to be true.

Yes.

Oh, well, cheer up.

Things can't be worse.

Going down to the station?

Oh, well.

I'll be off on me Ionesome, then.

Toodle-oo.

(SCREECHING)

MYRA:

I loved you.

I've never loved anyone else.

I never shall.

That's the truth, Roy.

I never shall.

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