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During the lifetime of this theater and for years before, they've entered more and more American homes to become a household word for cleanliness, discrimination and good taste. And I'm sure that you who put your faith in Lux Flakes have been happily rewarded. On to tonight's play, David Lean's production of Great Expectations, starring Robert Cummings as Pip and Blythe as Estella, Howard De Silva as Jaggers and Lee J. Cobb as Magwitch. This dark and tangled narrative has its beginning in the year 2021. I was 12 years of age, living in the south of England with my sister and her husband. Late one, gusty autumn afternoon, I visited the village church yard where my mother and father are buried. And suddenly, from behind one of the tombstones... Steal that little devil off, cut your throat. He was looming over me, huge and horrible. His great wrists shackled in chains and escaped convict. Tell us your name, quick. Pip. Pip, sir. You're lying, that's no name. Oh, yes, sir. Pip, it really is. But they call me Pip. Show us where you live. Three miles, sir. Across the marshes. Where's your father? Here, sir. This is his grave. Your mother? Here, too, sir. Well, who do you live with? Supposing you're kindly led to live, which I ain't made up my mind about as yet. With my sister, sir, there's Joe Gardnery. Why's with Joe Gardnery the blacksmith? Blacksmith, eh? No, the file looks like... A file. Yes, sir. You know what, whittles? Yes, sir. Food, sir. You get me a file and you get me whittles. I'll have your heart and liver out. I'll try, sir. You'll bring them whittles and that file to me in this church yard tomorrow morning. A daylight. Yes, sir. And never a word of having seen such a person as me. There's another man hid here with me. He has a secret way of getting at a boy and telling him why it opened. Say, heaven strike you dead if you breathe a word. Heaven strike me dead if I breathe a word. Bob, get your hold. As I expected, my sister had a welcome for me when I returned. But I've only been to the church yard, Mrs. Joe. You can stop baiting on me. Is that enough? I have no opinion of you. Not like us. And you, too, you young devil. Sit down, boy. Joe, that noise. What was that? Was that great commons, too? I learned escape convicts, too, of them from the prison ships across the marshes and the river. I wonder who's put in the prison ships and why they're put in prison ships. People who murder Pip and Forge and Rob. And they always start by asking too many questions. Now you clean your plate and get off to bed. What sleep I had that night was plagued with the dreadful vision of the convict waiting for me in the church yard. I was up long before dawn. Country I stole a portholement for Joe's profile. I ran most of the way. It gave me less time to sleep. I'm here, sir. You're brought none with you? No, sir. This is for you, sir. A pork pie and Jill's brandy, sir. Give it here. I think you have the Jill, sir. And I'm much of your opinion, boy. The food now. The food. Oh, are you a star, sir? I'm glad to see you enjoy it, sir. Thank you, boy. Thank you, I do. Aren't you going to leave anything for him? Him? Your friend, the other man. I didn't say it was a friend of mine. Anyway, he's gone. Now give us the file, boy. If there isn't anything else, sir, may I please the hell now? Yeah, go on. I'm beholden to you. Thank you, boy. Thank you. All day long, the mounted soldiers swarmed over the marshes, searching for the convicts. They were captured, both of them. On the way back to the prison ship, the sergeant's horse lost a shoe, so they stopped at Joe's blacksmith shop. And with them, the convict, I had helped. So you caught them both, sergeant. But what happened to the other one? The couple stuck him on their head. We've not have got this one at all. It wasn't for the help that somebody gave us. Hey, my witch, isn't that right now? That's right, no. What are you looking to buy for? No reason. Sergeant, I wish to say something respectful to see our escape. You do, eh? I'll say it. May I prevent some persons from suffering suspicions? Now that I know it was my ship might turn me in. Well, I stole some food from this blacksmith's house last night. You were in my house last night? I stole a drama liquor and a pork pie. The pork pie? My Mrs. Fair told the house down looking for it. Eh, I'm sorry to say I ate your pie. Oh, you're welcome. Toad is every to our mind. We wouldn't want you to starve to death. Would us, Pip? No, June, no. Get back there for us, you blacksmith. Good luck. It was a year later when an adventure of quite another sort befell me. My great-uncle, Pumblechook, came to the house on a very mysterious end. That's all I know, Mrs. Joe. Miss Eversham sent word that she wants the boy to call on her. Ah, well, you hear that, boy? Yes, ma'am. Well, it don't make sense what she wants him for in that great old house. But do you know who Miss Aversham is? A strange lady who nobody sees. Oh, and she's mad. Ain't she, Mrs. Joe? Well, she may be mad, but she's rich enough to make the boy's fortune. A message says she wants Pip to come to her house and play. Then he'd better go and play, or I'll work him good. Get to the pump, boy. Get to the pump and scrub till you're shying. Here's the fine big gate grand-nevy. So ring the bell, ring it, boy. Pumblechook. Quite right. She's coming. Securo. First girl you've ever seen, is it? No, sir. Then restrain your observation, sir, till he invite it. This is Pip, young lady. So this is Pip, is it? Come, Pip. Not you, only him. Hey, not me. Go away. Come along, boy. The house is like nothing I'd ever seen before, a sims, with a musty smell and dust and cardboard everywhere, as if the house had died. Not a ray of sunlight. Only the glimmer of the candle in the hand of the little girls and the ring of our footsteps on the stone. This door, boy, over here. After you, miss. Don't be silly. I'm not going in. Who is this? Who's there? Pip, ma'am. Mr. Pumblechook's boy, come to play. Let me look at you. Well, you aren't afraid of a woman who has never seen the sun since before you were born. No, Miss Havisham. Look at my hand. What do I touch when I put my hand here? Your heart. Broken. My broken heart. Sometimes I have sick fancies, boy. And I've had a fancy that I would like to see someone play. Well, play, play. Estella, come here. Play with his boy. With him? A common ladering boy. Look at his boots. You can break his heart, Estella. Boy, play cards with her. Here, cards. Deal the cards, boy. Yes, miss. What course can? I'm sorry, miss. Now look at you, Dan. You've dropped the card. Excuse me. I'll pick them all. You stupid, clumsy ladering boy. She has many hard things to say of you, Pip. Have you nothing to say of her? I think she's very insulting. Anything else? I think she's very pretty. Anything else? I think I should like to go home now. And never see her again, even though she's so pretty. I'm not sure that I shouldn't like to see her, Cain. But I think I should like to go home now. You shall go home in time. Play the game out. Thereafter, in accordance with Miss Havish's wishes, I made innumerable visits to the Great House, each time with a cruel, tormented smile. Estella would meet me and take me to this house. Well, boy, well, miss, am I pretty today? Yes, I think you are very pretty. Am I insulting? Not so much as choosing this. Not so much so. Take back you coarse little monster. What do you think of me now? I won't tell you. Why don't you cry again, you little wretch? You cried that first day, didn't you? I saw you. You went through the gate crying. And she'll never cry because of you again. Open the door. Today, she's in there. This was one of the many rooms I had never before entered. In the candlelight, I saw an immense table with chairs about and laden with dishes and fine silver. But upon everything hung the same pall of dirt and decay. The seat at the head of the table was mis-havishing. Do you know what that is in the center of the table? Numen. A wedding cake. My wedding cake, Pip. Long before you were born, it was placed there. It and I have worn away together. The mice have knotted it, Pip. But sharper teeth have knotted me. Say, say, boy, run along now, run along. You'll find a stellar in the garden. A stellar was not in the garden. A boy was there, a stranger, stripped of the waist and holding up his fists. He said a stellar had sent for him to fight me and teach me manners. So I fought with him and cut his eye and set his nose to bleeding. He was very gracious about it. You've won all right. Lights over. Can't I help you? I really didn't mean to. No, thanks. I'm kept up. Can't understand how you did it, though. You're leaving? Oh, yes. No point in staying. Now is that? Well, good afternoon, then. Same to you. Where are you? Over here. And don't ask when I call you come. Yes, miss. You whipped the village boy. I had no wish to fight it all. But you whipped him, sir. So you may kiss me. Thank you. Now go home. It's no use. You'll never become a gentleman. I would never become a gentleman any more than I could give up running to Miss Havisham every time she gave me leave to do so. By now, I had entered upon the regular occupation of pushing Miss Havisham from room to room in a chair while she questioned me as to what books I had read and what I was going to be. Estella was always hovering about. But never again did she tell me I might kiss her. I hate you, boy. I hate you. My admiration for her knew no bounds. And scarcely a night went by without my falling asleep with the image of a lovely face before me. And then came a day when I went to Havisham house with slow feet and a heavy heart. I can't come to see you anymore, Miss Havisham. I've heard the news, Pip. Your sister has died. Yes. She treated you miserably. You'll do better without her. But I have to help Joe now, Miss Havisham, about the cottage and at the forge. An apprentice blacksmith? You? Yes, Miss Havisham. Since this is your last visit, here, some golden sovereigns. Thank you. You've earned them well. Thank you. Estella, show the boy out. Goodbye, Miss Havisham. I heard what you told her. You had better say goodbye to me because I'm going away too. Going away? To France to be educated. France? Well, aren't you sawing? Yes, Miss Havisham. I'm very sorry. Well, well, who are we here? A boy, Mr. Jaggers. A boy, eh? From the neighborhood? Yes, sir. Miss Havisham sent for me, sir. We'll behave yourselves then. I've had a large experience of boys and you're a bad lot of fellows, all of you. Miss, I shall talk to you about your passage to France. I'll be right there, Jaggers. I wish I knew when you were coming back, Stella. And I wish, well, what do you wish? I wish I could kiss you goodbye. I can see what happens. Thank you. My good will, by the booksmith began. I was happy enough, especially when Joe brought a biddy into us as the new Mrs. Joe, a trusted friend of both, and a blessing on the household. In the sixth of my apprenticeship, I saw Mr. Jaggers again, cottage asking to see Joe and me alone. Sir, so you're all a blacksmith, eh? My name, Joe, or Joe Gargery? Yes, sir. Yes, sir. Have you heard of this company known as Pip? I'm Pip, sir. Oh, so you're Pip, are you? My name is Jaggers. I'm a lawyer in London. You better close that door. Now, Joe's of Gargery? And I'm the bearer of an early view of this young fellow. You would not object to canceling his apprenticeship, or you would want nothing for serving? Well, I haven't forbid that I should want anything for not stacked hips weight. Hey, he's a fine good lad, sir. Very well, and very well. I come now to the young fellow himself. To him I say he has great expectation. I am expected, I mean, that he will come into a handsome property, Pip, away, away. Further, it is the desire of the present possessory, that he shall be immediately removed from his present sphere and brought up as befit the young gentleman, that he ought to have a name of Pip. If you have any objection, Kylie mentioned it now. I've no objection. I should think not, indeed. Further, Miss Pip, you ought to have a name of the person who is your benefactor. It's to remain a perfect secret until the person chooses to reveal it. Yes, sir. If you have any suspicion as to who that person might be, keep it within your own breasts, sir. I have no objection. Now then, finally consider me your guardian. Thank you, sir. Oh, let me tell you, I'm quite well paid for my services. Otherwise I shall move them. I shall arrange for you to come to London in two weeks. Some new clothes here, sir, are 20 guinea. Well, well, Joseph's guard's done founded. Sir, I am. Thank you, Mr. Godry. Good night, Mr. Pip. Since I sought for Mara, Miss Havisham, I thought you would kindly not mind my taking leave. Well, Pip, well, I must say your clothes are quite handsome. Miss Havisham, I've been to wonderful good fortune since I last saw you. I have seen Mr. Pip. I have heard all about it. Have you had any news from Estella? Oh, yes. Tears are never, I dare say, and admire them. I will see her. You too have a promise. Be good and deserve it. Miss Havisham, oh, thank you. Thank you for everything. Oh. Goodbye, goodbye, Betty. Go on, bless your dear old Pip. Go on, bless your. Hey, boy. Take good care. One day I'll come and see you, Pip. What loss, eh? Goodbye. Oh, Joe. Vandal, who could it be, Joe? Not worry, Ed, over there, darling. Just wave to a young gentleman. A young gentleman, dexpectations. Act two of Universal International's release, Great Patience, starring Robert Cummings as Pip as Estella, Howard the Silver as Jaggers, and Jay Cobb as Magritch, like the wonder of London. And I was a part of it now. Upon my arrival, I went to the offices of Mr. Jack. So you've arrived safely, Mr. Pip. Wemmick, bring the file on Mr. Pip. You are, you are scrutinized Pip. I beg your pardon, sir. Those claimants on the wall, they're deathmack, deceased clients. I've had the honor of the distinguished criminal for the generation. Yes, sir. Oh, thank you. Mr. Pip, Wemmick here will conduct you to... You will share rooms there with a Mr. Herbert's pocket. Mr. Pocket will assist in your acquaintance and the manners of love. Take it that is agreeable? Indeed, sir. Next, sir. Your allowance will be 250 pounds per annum. A very handsome sum of money, too, I think. Oh, I doubt it, Mr. Popes, you'll go wrong somehow, but that being neither fault nor affair of mine, why spout of it? Goodbye, then, Mr. Pip, and good luck. My rooms in Barnard's Inn were most comfortable, and the young man I shared them with, Herbert Pocket, most amiable, to stop at that night, we suddenly found ourselves stuck. What? Well, you're the boy! No, you're the boy who knocked me down in Miss Havisham's garden someplace before. Well, then, instead of new friends, we're old friends. Well, if Miss Havisham had taken a liking to me, instead of being provided for, I might even be engaged to his... Herbert, who? Oh, Miss Havisham's ward. Brought up by Miss Gravenge on all the male sex. Rick Gravenge? Miss Pip, I thought you knew. Well, anyway, some 20 years ago, Miss Havisham felt that I was a stranger. A marriage was arranged, the wedding gate was set, the marriage arrived, but not the bridegroom. And that affair, well, Miss Havisham fell immediately, but, if ever she did, she laid the waste as you've seen it, and has never since looked upon the light of day. When did she adopt Estella? I don't know. What about Estella, as I do? If I learn little from Herbert about Estella, I feel about the art of being a useless young gentleman. Hey, Mr. Jaggers, my guardian, stand forward. Sit down, sit down, Mr. Pip. Now then, what do you say to him? At the rate of, Mr. Jaggers? I'm afraid I'm not able to answer that. I thought, well, I've asked you a question. Have you a question to ask of me? It would be a great relief to ask you several questions, Mr. Jaggers, if it... Ask what? Is it a factor to be made known to me today? No, ask me enough. Well, I was just wondering if I had to receive. Yes, I thought we should come to that. Yes, sir. Mr. Pip, you've been spending pretty freely of late... I'm afraid I must say yes, sir. You know you must... Yes, sir. Well, make a hand, Mr. Pip, that piece of... What do you want, Mr. Pip? It's a banknote. A banknote for a hundred pounds. And at the rate of that handsome sump rate, you ought to live until your benefactor appears. Will it still be years hence, Mr. Jaggers? Good afternoon, Mr. Pip. Still, the mystery of my benefactor persists. He was at both softened admittedly by the doubling of my income. After that, Joe Gargery wrote me a letter. He was coming up a sudden. I realized I was ashamed of Joe. And I had succeeded in beginning a snob. None had evolved so late as he who swindled himself. Look, Pip, I've been here all day, sir. Oh, Joe, and you've treated me fine, sir. But long, yeah, I wouldn't have come except Miss Aversham. Would you tell Mr. Pipsy says that I wish to see him fire to him? Well, I've now... Oh, you're going, Joe? Pip, old chap, you want figures to be seen together in London? I'm bored. Well, you may stay the night if you wish. Oh, no. You know, Pip, old chap. God bless you. I presented myself once again at Haversham House. Come in, Pip. How good to see you. Well, have you no eyes but for me? Estella. Oh, what a wonderful surprise and pleasure. You will both have it with each other. Go out into the garden. And this is where you had to find the pocket. Oh, I enjoyed that bathroom. It made me very much. Did I? Don't you remember? No, I don't. Do you remember the first time I came here? The time you made me cry? I made you cry. I remember. You meant nothing to me. Why should I remember? Life, Pip, that I have no heart. Perhaps that's why I'm angry. No one looking at you could believe that, Estella. No. If we ought to be thrown together, you would better believe that it won't. At any rate, it's said. So don't expect too much. Come, Pip. We'll walk once more, love. Beautiful Pip, graceful groom. Do you admire Estella? Must to see the Miss Haversham. She is going to London. I shall be the happiest man there. Love her. Love you, love her. If she tears your heart, love her. I made her to be... Oh, oh, Mr. Jaggers. Madam, Mr. Pip. What are you doing here? I wished me to see Estella. Huh? Oh, yeah. A very fine young lady. I called briefly upon Joe and Biddy and returned to London. It was my unbounded pleasure to extend my arm to Estella. Sorry. We sat and talked in a nearby coffee shop. You mean you're not staying here in London? I mean that I should be staying in Richmond. I've been only ten miles from here. But why Richmond? I'm going to live with a lady there who has the power of showing me to people. Oh, you'll have a gay time, Estella. It is a part of Miss Havisham's... But I cannot take great pleasure Pip in events I do not. I try to be beautiful and gay and obedient. Always be a part of Miss Havisham's plan. Thrive with Mr. Pocket. Estella, I ask you. Will you... Do you thrive with Mr. Pocket? At least it's... Yes. ...as pleasant as... Estella, so near London, I was able to see her often in the months that followed. One of many admirers. One winter's night, Estella... You don't... I'm sorry. Now I've promised to pocket Mr. Drummond. Make his eyes off you. Look at him. Is there anything to look at? That's a question I wanted to ask you for weeks. Hovering over you. All sorts of ugly creatures, though. Can the candle help you? Oh, it makes me red in looks and smiles. Such as you never give me. Do you deceive and entrap you? Do you deceive and entrap... No. All of them but you. I went back to London. Hubbard had not yet come home. I saw an old man, his long white hair and his black coat dripping with the rain. Pip. Hi, Mr. Pip, sir. Yeah. I'd like to sit down first. It's disappointing to a man after having... What do you mean? Uh... Why do you ask that? You're a gay man, Pip. I'm glad you grown here. Look at me. How do I know who you... They food to. I acted noble Pip. And I never forgot. There was no need for you to come here to thank me. I want to see you again. If I spoke harshly to you just now, I'm... I'm sorry. In living. I've been a sheep farmer. Far away. You've done very well. I have done... Wonderful well. Convict. I'm glad. I... You've done well, too. May I... Make so bold as to ask... How? Well, I've been chosen to... May I ask... What property? May I ask... Whose property? I don't... Could I make a guess, I wonder, at your... Income? Say, um... 500 pounds. For guardian. Could it be he's a lawyer, Pip? To that lawyer's name now. Would it be, um... How do you know that? As to the employer of that... Begin with Jay. And might be Jagger. It's you. Yes, Pip. Give me your hand, Pip. Let me... I swore that time sure as ever I'd escape again. That guinea should go to you. Hunt a dog what you kept life in. Got his head... Could make a gentleman... And... Did you ever think it might be me? No, never. Uh... No one else has? No one else, dear boy. Single-handed father, Pip. Me. Let's talk to you, Mr. Jaggers. Uh, alone. Oh? Get out. I said... I've never seen her here before. She's been here before. Four years, Mr. Pip. I once saved her from the hangman, and now she cleans... Mr. Jaggers. I want to assure myself that what I have been told... Or, uh, informed. Told would imply that I have verbal communication with a man, for example, in New South Wales. Informed, then. I have been informed by a person named... That he is the benefactor so long unknown to... Well, whatever it is, I have always supposed it was mis- Why? Is that a particle of evidence, Pip? Anything on evidence? Would you have nothing more to say? I will say this. I think you should know that I communicated with a Mr. Abel Magui, finding him that if he should ever set foot again in this country, he would take a look out that window, Pip. What is occurring in the prison yard? It's horrible. They're preparing to hang... Eight? I believe this morning. Happens that his enemies here would not hesitate to inform on an escaped convict. There is a... I see. But no doubt he has been guided out of Wales. But if Mr. Magui were in this country, out of this country at once, would he not, if he were here? Yes. Yes, at once. He must be gone. Good day, Mr. Jaggers. I'm a reporter and CBS Joy-Ar Entertainment News with Sam Rubin and Tom Haddon. Reports from places where news is breaking or hearings and just maybe it's the nightly drama hour. Whatever you're... they're all right here at this 1070 spot on your AM dios in your car or just out and about. You can always see your world. Thanks for listening and for being part of the radio station in Southern California. Now to William Kealy. Act III of the book Cummings as Pip and Bly the Cestella Jaggers I knew my benefactor, I knew he was now risking his life, but I had one course to follow. Somehow I must get aid this side as long as he lived. With one only leaving him to care for Mr. Magwitch, I sought a stellar. We have company, Miss Havisham. Look, and what brings you here, Mr. Tipsoge? My benefactor is, Miss Havisham. I am as unhappy as I could have wished me to be. Well, who is he? When Mr. Jaggers... Mr. Jaggers had nothing to do with lawyer and the lawyer of your patron is Cohen. Yes, I led you on. Was that kind? That I should be kind. Broken sooner, Stella, just for one another. I felt I could not tell you of my real truth for yourself. But now that I am going away, I loved you, Stella. I loved you since I first came to this house. I love me, but you would not be warned. Is it true thing you? Quite true. And that you encourage him? Oh, you cannot fling yourself as such a man. Should I fling myself once that I bring nothing to you? But you can't love him, Stella. Marry him, Pip. Don't be afraid of my b... Here. Here is my hand. You'll get me out of your thoughts in a week. Good... Let her go, Pip. What have I... I was when a frightful scream set me rushing back. I heard a winter shout, had a fight face with Miss Havisham as the fire enveloped her. I dashed to the room and spotted the flames. A falling candle must have started the fire. Miss Havisham... Miss Havisham... Miss Havisham... was dead. But I returned to London. I had you come to my house. Why do you ask? Because of a certain convict knows it is watched. I also hear that you are being watched again. So I advised a certain Mr. Herbert Pocket while you were out of the way. Where are they? Mr. Bagwich and our faithful friend Herbert Pocket were in an obscure lodging house on the Thames Ripper. Only that we'd be safe here for a while. Don't fret over me, dear boy. Jagger spoke to me of an enemy. Do you know... The same man I told you of in the churchyard. He turned and he'd do it again to see me hanged. I had to make me leave my boy. You won't have to leave me. With me. You'd come with me. Ah, you're a game and pip. Boys turned out to be. Twice a week a packet boat left Grey's End Pier. When one watched us, he'd be at that pier. We had to find somewhere where there was a buoy. Here we observed the boat would always occasion to take on passengers. That was where Daily Herbert and I went rowing in the river, becoming familiar figures to last the day came that we'd waited for. But it was in heavy rain. How does it look from the window, Pip? Black as ever. See it swamper before we get... What is it for? They're on horseback. They're looking at this house. Elite? I can't say. I think they're going now. They're walking their horses. This way? They can't be too sure of themselves or they'd go to Gallup. Get ready. We're rowing out this morning. A storm stop, Pip. I'd like to... We'll be all right. Something, Mr. Magwitch. What, dear boy? What I'd more matter. Why have you done so much for me? Pip, little girl. What happened to her? I don't know. Shivering marshes. A boy with that boy took the place of the child he had loved. Straight ahead. We've made it. There's another bottle. Who could it be? We'll wait to find out. Swing around. We can still lose them. There were four men at the oars of the door on us. Then, through the fog, we heard the engines of the packet boat. There was but one desperate chance to take. Ro, straight from down, would rest their oars. But if they too heard the ship, ten feet from us when the packet boat leaped from the mist and crushed it both... What happened that next moment? For Mr. Magwitch, old as he was, swimming toward a figure who had each other's throats, and then the stranger screaming at the great man into the churning waters. The next I knew, Mr. Magwitch was lying on the deck. They're taking us back... Myself with this. I'm alright. Fine. And took my chance. I'll check you off alright. Able Magwitch, the sentence of the court is execution and they're hanged by the neck. I've just come from the warden's death tomorrow. There's nothing we could do. Nothing. The man is quite a little bit. Yes, I know. But it's fortunate that becomes the claim of the crown. The money... It might have been different, but it is not different. The money might go to the child. Mr. Jaggers, I know there was. And what is more, you sit down. I'm going to put a case to you. Take a look. Go on. Now put the case. But this woosh lady, who is anxious to adopt a little girl. But you understand? I understand, but I can hardly believe it. Observe who comes. Some fresh water on the basin. Well, Pip, I'm in my right mind. If that woman you call a mother's advisor you mentioned, we'll have a lot to answer for. Now, I've often seen children tried at the criminal bar. Whipped and cast out. And growing up to be hanged. Put the case. Pretty little child of all that miserable heap that could be saved. Be careful with it. I do, Mr. Jaggers. He did right. Does it sell a lot? No. She must never be told. Well, if the claim uses its own judgment which he is in the process of arriving at, in a while, you will find the child's father in the prison. Dear boy, I mean, it somehow I knew that you would. God bless you Pip, and me. And what input along me since I was under the sun, so, that's the best of all. I don't complain of none. I have something to say to you. Can you, you had a child once whom you'd shivered later now and very beautiful. Pip, you're out. Be merciful. April Mack, which died in my arms. But then, suddenly finding a room spinning before my, when my senses returned, Roger was smiling over me. You're better Pip, you're favorite. It is you, Joe. I'm in your house Joe. Three weeks he brought you home, dear old Pip old chap, Betty, the way I turned from you. Oh, if you breath, come what may. Soon you'll be well again. Betty. Right here. The best husband in the world, Betty. And Joe, Pip old chap, which I know. One day you met, and you still said for her. I think of her. But that poor, I knew as I said these words, that I intended to be, and when that day came, I walked through that years gone by. What names? Some times I have six hands, please. Don't lie to boys. Of course, common slavery boys. I hate you. I opened the door of Miss Havisham's room. Miss Havisham sitting in her chair, Estella, husband. I have no heard. I've been, I've heard nothing. I've been to a drama, whom my parents were. Well, Pip. I have no wish to laugh, Estella. I know, and I shall live here. Away from the world and all. Have you been here? I don't know. You must live here, Estella. This is the house where I grew up. It's part of me. Gone from both of us. She's not gone. She's still here in this very room. Miss Havisham, I have come back to let the sunlight in. On the drake. There is sunshine in your home again, Miss Havisham. Estella. Oh, my darling. You're afraid. Look at me. You will stop. Come with me, Estella. Out into the sun. Join me in inviting you to be with us again. Your theatre presents Robert Montgomery, Lloyd Nolan in 13 Room Adelaide. This is William Moore from Hollywood.