 Let's take it seriously this time, my darling. It's worth a stop to their nonsense. They're quite done. How? When you get there, you'll stop them, won't you, Daddy? My best, dear. I'll be back and we'll be together again before you can say knife. I can say knife a good many times in a year. But at the school you'll have charming little girls to play with, books to read, a pony to ride, and... Because those should be an understanding friend, don't you think, Daddy? With that intellectual fathered, I'm sure of it. I'm afraid nothing had seemed very cheerful to us at the moment. Well, maybe it'll be better on the inside. Of course it will. Oh, I'm sorry, sir. Oh, I'm sorry. We're all sorry. Get him out. Yes, far away. Oh, no, Daddy. Oh, I say. Just a moment. You are Miss Mention? I am. I'm Captain Crue. I'm afraid I've caused you no end of inconvenience. You most certainly have, Captain Crue. May I step inside and explain? Come in. I'm terribly sorry. I had no intention of having the pony delivered inside your house. There are a number of things beside the pony. The girls have been arriving here, collect for your daughter for hours. Follow me, please. Pools in London. Oh, yes, yes. So I understood. That's precisely the reason why I brought my daughter to you. I would not have gathered that from your actions. Really, now? I'm not entirely to blame. You see, Sarah and I have only just arrived from India. Sarah's lived there practically all her life. We'd no more than got here when I learnt that my regiment was to leave at once for South Africa, so we had to act hurriedly. But I wrote you, explaining that I do not take young ladies without an interview and the most impeccable references. I wrote you also that at the moment I had no vacant rooms. Well, in that case, Daddy, we might as well move on. This is a bit awkward. You see, your letter never reached me, and I'm afraid it never occurred to me that any school wouldn't welcome my little Sarah. Obviously. If it's a question of my social standing, my father was to George Crue. You've heard of him, perhaps. Oh, naturally. And the best financial references I could give you would be the directors of the South African Holding Syndicate. I'm the principal stockholder in the syndicate. Well, Captain Crue, our professor of Elocution and Dramatics. How do you do? Charmed, I'm sure. I see. Isn't your clips dumb and mine's one of your holdings? One of the most important. Of course. Of course. Of course. I'm sorry to appear casual, Miss Mention, but the situation is quite distressing. I sail an hour from the East India Docks. I expect you just have to take me to Africa with you, Daddy. Oh, no. And what would a little girl like you do in Africa? Forgive me, Captain Crue. I fear I've been overzealous. The reputation of my school, you know, one has to be so cautious. But after this interview, I can see at a glance such a dear little child. It'll be a pleasure to have her with us. Does that mean I've got to stay? Yes, dear, you ought to have that privilege. You and your little pony. Such a dear little pony. This is made out of the school. Will it be enough for the moment? Oh, quite. I should say it would. Why, it's two pendles. I beg your pardon, but haven't I seen you somewhere before? It's quite possible, my dear Captain. Your face is most familiar. Were you ever on the stage? I seem to associate you with one of the old music hall. Music hall? My brother on stage. Ridiculous. Ridiculous indeed. You're quite right. And now shall we look at the little Sarah's rooms. Just a moment, Miss Rose. This is Miss Rose, one of my most capable teachers. Captain Crue has done us the honor of placing his little daughter, Sarah, with us. How do you do, Miss Rose? How do you do, Captain Crue? We shall do everything we can to make your little girl happy. I'm sure you will. Children, we have a new pupil, Sarah Crue. Say how do you do to her? How do you do? I'm very well, thank you. Divinio, Jesse, that will do. You may proceed, Miss Rose. Children? Isn't she? That's what she is, a princess. And I expect now some people around here won't think they're so smart. Oh, won't they? Wait and see. Princess indeed. Fortunately, the rooms have just been papered and the fireplace has an excellent draft. But I thought you didn't have any rooms. But I didn't know then what a dear little girl was coming. But why does that make more rooms, Daddy? Lady Bentay's little daughter has only reasonably vacated the rooms. Our best suite, of course. Do you think you could brighten it up a bit? I'd like it made as gay as possible. I brought a few things from India, but perhaps you could buy whatever else is necessary. With pleasure, Captain Crue. I'd like Sarah to ride every afternoon if the weather's all right. Of course. Fortunately, we have a splendid riding master. I expect you think I'm completely spoiling the child. And no doubt you're right. But actually, it's good for her. She's much too inclined to bury her little nose in a book and keep it there until someone lures her out of it. You see, Miss Mention, Sarah has no mother and we've never been separated for more than a few days. How touching. This is going to be very hard for her. I've no fear, Captain Crue. I'm a mother to all my little girls. And now I leave you to your farewell. How much longer have we got, Daddy? Only a few minutes, darling. A little, Sarah. No, Daddy. I know you by heart. You're inside my heart. Gonna be brave, aren't we? Let's pretend we're back in India. But I'm going away with the troop for a few days, shall we? We fought this kind of battle before, haven't we? And you never cried once when I went away. Remember? Yes, Daddy. Well, this is going to be our hardest battle. We'd be good soldiers, wouldn't we? Yes, Daddy. Should we say goodbye like we used to at home? Yes, Daddy. All right then. Chin up. Go to the window and look out. Say it as we used to. My Daddy has to go away, but he'll return most any day. Any moment I may see my Daddy coming back to me. My Daddy has to go away. He'll return most any day. Any. Quite such good soldiers, we thought. Oh, yes, we are. He'll return most any day. Any moment I may see my Daddy coming back to me. It's part of a war. You'll be the enemy, and you'll be my trusty lance. Now, r- Good mousin' high. Good morning. Mrs. Saab speaks Hindustani. I've lived in India all my life. You're a liar. Bob, sir-tie. Ah, sabdunya se a chai. Mrs. Saab is going to live in England now? Or until my father gets to making the boars behave. Mrs. Saab is then a soldier. Yes. My father's a captain. Captain crew. I'm Sarah. What is your name? I am Randas, servant of the Honorable Lord Wickham, and to her lady, Shivrani. Randas! Randas! Yes, sir. Why the deuce are doodling here? Finish with that burden. Get on with your work. Good morning. How did you? I'll be here at the window most every morning in case you want to talk about India. Morning, Sarah. Oh, good morning. Ready for breakfast, dear? Well, I'm trying to be. But I don't seem to be very good at these buttons. My thumb gets lost in the holes. Yeah, let me help you. Buttons are a ball, they're on-tie. I never had a button thing before. But I'll learn. I'm sure you will. Yeah, put your shoe up. Bloody any boots to put down? Oh, yesterday, I'll get them. I'll get them, Miss. No, Miss, you mustn't be up on them, Miss. Just hold on to your arms and I'll pile them on. Oh, Lord, Miss, if Miss Mention was to see, do you think you can hold two more? Yes, Miss. Yes, Miss. And she does them beautifully. Oh, thanks, Miss. Thank you for doing my shoes. Oh, I'm sorry. That's all right. It'll be such a bad school life with you and Becky here. Oh, we'll have to hurry, dear. Miss Mention doesn't like anyone to be late. Tell me, Miss Rose, do you think Miss Mention could be as cross as she looks? What will I have to do today? Well, after breakfast, you'll have a class in arithmetic. Arithmetic. Then English, then French. Then one in an elecution and deportment, history and geography. Phew! I'm going to be a busy person, aren't I? When do I get to ride my pony? Later this afternoon, about four o'clock. Oh. Children, our new pupil Sarah Crue will be down presently. As you've seen, Captain Crue is a very delightful man, and their family is most distinguished. I should expect you to treat her accordingly. Now you may take your places. Good morning. Ah, good morning, Sarah. Good morning. I'm so happy you feel like joining us this morning. Did you sleep well? No, I didn't, thank you. Come, dear. Livin' here, you and Jesse will move down one place. Sarah will be seated at my right after this. Why, Miss Mention, this has always been my place. Livin' here, for this food and all the bountiful gifts bestowed upon us, we are duly grateful and do now give thanks for putting swords on your plate, dear. Just in case you should ask me to have one of your eggs. Oh, Mr. Jeffrey, will I faddle a pony for the wheel, lassie? I think not, Sandy. We'd best use the mayor for her first few lessons. Very good, sir. Come on, luck. Hello, Jeffrey. What luck? The old girl allowed you to come out. Sarah, this is Mr. Jeffrey Hamilton. Little Miss Crue's on your pupil. How do you do? How do you do? I believe I'm to teach you to ride. Teach me? And that means to Bob a day extra for me. Oh. Is too Bob a great deal of money? Values are comparative. In my present state, it's a fortune. Well, in that case, I guess I better be taught. Is my pony ready? I think we'd best start you out on something a little tamer, huh? Oh. Then hadn't I better explain things to my pony? He might feel hurt. Right you are. Ponies are very sensitive creatures. Explain the whole thing to him thoroughly. He's right there by the arch. It may take me some time. That's quite all right. We'll wait here in the tack room. All right. Oh, General. Mr. Jeffrey's going to give me something tamer than you. I'm afraid it isn't going to be much of a ride. Ro, something's wrong. What is it? Miss Mention's taken away my Thursday afternoons. But why? We must have been seen together. Well, does that mean that I can never see you alone again? Of course not, darling. No matter what Miss Mention says, we'll find a way. Well, I can't understand the woman. What is she afraid of? Why shouldn't we see one another? Gossip, I suppose. She only lives for that school and her ideas are propriety and snobbishness. Fiddle sticks. She's afraid of losing an excellent teacher whom she gets for nothing. I won't stand for it. I'll have a talk with her myself. Oh, no, darling, you mustn't do that. She'd only discharge us both. She may not have the chance if things continue to pop in South Africa. Wouldn't you want me to if they call for volunteers? Of course, darling. You'd have to. Oh, Jeffrey. There's nothing to worry about now, dear. This poor rumpus will never get that serious. I still have to make my vision a little longer. I'm this morning for the little princess. We shall see, my child. We shall see. If she don't hear from my father ever so often, the rise get that sad. It hurts me to look at him. Have no fear, little one. There's a letter for her this time. I'm not glad, sir. My, a missus takes his top bottle. Yeah. Mansov, so many things may happen before then. He may still come, you know. I am ready, Miss Mitchon, to give you a birthday party, such as I should give you if I were there. You are to go on a regular spree by anything and everything your heart desires. And most important of all, my darling, I want you to pause at exactly two o'clock on your birthday, close your eyes, and send me a kiss. For my eyes also will be closed, and I will be giving you a kiss, too. Are you the most wonderful man in all the world? With one exception. Well, Mr. Jeopardy is very nice. Going to South Africa, too? Yes, dear. They're going to the relief of our poor soldiers at Mafficking. Is something the matter with our soldiers at Mafficking? Our boys have them all cut off, and we've been unable to break through their lines to get help to them. They're sick and hungry, dear, and desperate. They're holding out like true British soldiers. Miss Rose, my daddy's at Mafficking. Oh, darling, I'm so sorry. I didn't know. On this road. Oh, shh. Darling, you mustn't cry. I'm sure you'll be all right. Good afternoon, Mr. Jeopardy. Good afternoon, Martha. Is Miss Sarah ready for her ride? Yes, sir. She'll be down presently. Thanks. Hello, Jeffrey. The two most beautiful ladies in the world. Well, you're not in your riding things. Oh, I can't go today. Irma Gardner's extra tutoring. Oh, will it take all afternoon? I'm afraid so. I have to stay with it till she can spell constant and hopeful. Good heavens. That may take months. You'll need that to me. So we go. Have you been crying? With you have, there are still tears in your eyes. It's just this London fog. Oh, well, if that's all, let's be out, shall we? Too much if we didn't ride today. Not at all, dear. But may I ask why not? I'd like to talk to you. All right. It's about mafficking. Are the soldiers really starving and sick and cut off from everything? You see, my father's there, and I've got to know. Oh, it's not as bad as all that. Our men aren't having an easy time of it. It's true, but they're holding out. And we're sending fresh troops every day, you know. Why, they'll be relieving mafficking in no time at all now. It's getting harder every day to pretend my father's safe. Don't you worry. See here. I'll let you in on a little secret. I enlisted today, and while I don't want Miss Rose to know quite yet, I'll be going over there shortly myself. Didn't help my father. Rather. We'll get him out. What the blazes are you doing here? Hello. How some of you went here, puppy. What are you doing here? Don't be frightened, Sarah. It's only my grandfather. Don't you believe me, young woman? I disowned him the day he was born. And we're really very fond of each other. Of course we are. What? We're nothing of the kind. As a favor to me, will you please stop shouting at my best paying pupil? Pupil? Paying? What are you talking about? I am master of the horse in this exclusive seminary for young ladies. You? You? You take advantage of my absence to become a riding master? And next door to my own house? Where's your family pride, boy? Well, so one must eat, and family pride is a pretty thin diet. Oh, blackmail, eh? You think I'll buy you off? I hadn't thought of that, but it's not a bad idea. Well, I'll see your hand drawn and quartered first. Wait till I see the woman who runs this school. I'll put a spoke in your wheel. Do. She loves to know my grandfather is Lord Wickham. She'll probably raise my salary. They have finished, Mrs. Harbin. Lord Wickham is coming. Then I am going. Impudent young pup, just like his father. Riding master. Maybe you're fond of him, but I don't think he's very fond of you. Oh, he's harmless. His bark's worse than his bite. I should hope so. Why is he so mad at you? Oh, he isn't really. He was angry with my father. I was mixed up in their quarrel. What he really wants is to have me come begging to him for help. He'd be eating out of my hand, if I would. I don't think I'd care to have meaning out of my hand. How would you like to have me eating out of your hand? You? Well, that would be different. Well, I shall. So do me a favor. Very important one. Oh, could I? I've got an idea that you're the only one in the world who could. I want you to get Miss Rose to go shopping with you next Wednesday. Shopping? Well, shopping's as good an excuse as any for Miss Minchin. Listen. She said she would? Oh, that's wonderful. No, not a soul. Not even Emily. Good girl. Now I've got to go. I must do some preliminary shopping. You don't have to tell me what for. Something gold and shiny. All right, you are. If you want, I'm very busy. Miss Minchin, I wanted to ask you something. Oh, it's you. But you want, dear. I'm going to ask you a big favor. Yes. Mr. Jeffery's leaving the day for the war. He's been so very nice to me. I thought I ought to fill my social obligations by doing something for him. That's what you teach us, isn't it? When someone shows you a kindness, you show them when to return? Well, doing something for Mr. Jeffery scarcely comes under the rules of social obligations. But what is it you want to do for him? May I have him for tea? Here at the school. Oh, couldn't I please, since he's going away to war? Well, I suppose it would be permissible since he was one of the teachers. You need not mention it to the other young ladies, however. No, Miss Minchin. Thank you, Miss Minchin. Oh, thank you, Miss Minchin. You must teach something. After all the trouble little Sarah's gone to. I think she'll understand. You've forgotten your ring. No, I haven't. See? I'm always afraid I'll forget and wear it in front of Miss Minchin. I did yesterday, and fortunately for her, she didn't see it. Oh, I'd love to tell the old girl. Can't do that yet, darling. I know. You sorry you married me? It's the way you didn't know. I only wanted you to tell me again. I'd be living this last week over every moment that I'm away from you. And we won't be separated, will we? Because I'll be living it over too. And I thought you were having Mr. Hamilton to tea. I am. Who's in that room? Oh, please don't go in there, Miss Minchin. Miss Minchin, Miss Rose and I... Wait. We were saying goodbye, Miss Minchin. How dare you risk the reputation of my school in this manner? Nothing's happened that damages your pressure school's reputation. As a matter of fact, Miss Rose and I... Jeffrey. For my sake. Oh, please, Miss Minchin, it was all my fault. Silence. Since you are here merely to say goodbye, please do so now. Bye, Jeffrey. Mr. Jeffrey? Sarah? I shall expect an explanation of this. Yes, Miss Minchin. As soon as I can think of one... They've been cornered like rats for seven months. I say send more troops to Mathigan if it takes every man in England. I'm with you. No! Both soldiers are supposed to stand a lot. My daddy is a good soldier. They've waited so long for help. Please do something about Mathigan right away. But they'll all be lost. My daddy won't come back. Victory for Her Majesty's army. And now, Sarah, will you explain to the children your wishes about your birthday? I'm very happy to have you here. And I thought I would like to give presents today, not just receive them, because I... I wanted to show how grateful I am that my father has been rescued. Quiet, children, quiet. May we do the presents now? Yes, but your gifts first, Sarah, because of your native India. The others, they have their presents. All over here. And your names are all on them. So you are Miss Rose. Oh, my. Now, would you help with the other presents? Cooper to another. Me in younger and happier days. And I was better known as Bubbling Bertie. Just what I wanted. Mom's the word you know. Mine's a very new. And this isn't a very new either. It's my present to you. A present for me? It's my love. What is it, Miss? It's a scarab from Egypt. My daddy gave it to me because it brings good luck. I'd rather you had it than anyone else I know. No, Becky, not now. I have lots more presents for you too in my room. I don't know what to say, Miss. You're sweet, Becky. Yes, dear, it's very nice. Oh, look at mine, Miss Manchin. Big problem, Miss. Yes. Mr. Barrow of Barrow and Skip was here to see you. Today, I didn't send for him. He seems very much upset about something. He's waiting in your office. Very well, I'll go at one. Miss Rose. The scarf is beautiful. Miss Rose, will you be sure to tell me when it's almost 2 o'clock? Of course, dear. You know, I have a very special appointment with my daddy. He's got to be thinking of me exactly too. I'll watch the time. Thank you, Miss Rose. Sarah, thank you for the handkerchief. They're lovely. Don't you think it's time to cut the cake? Oh, yes, the cake. Prairie, see you at Mr. Barrow. How much did you advance for this parfait? Quite a sum, I suspect. What does it matter? Captain Crue is a very wealthy man. His check will be here shortly. No, Miss Manchin. There'll be no check. What? What do you mean by that? The late Captain Crue. The late Captain Crue? Captain Crue is dead. He was so reported in the list this morning. Moreover, he died a bankrupt. Bankrupt? But his property, his mines. His property and his mines were confiscated by the enemy. You mean to tell me that that child is penniless, that she's left on my hands with nothing? She's certainly left penniless, and she's certainly left on your hands. She hasn't a relative in the world that we know of. But her father's account is overdrawn. I was expecting a check in advance the money for this party. So I understand. But this is monstrous. Now you have to make a wish and blow out all the candles with one breath. My wish is that my father will come back very soon. I'll take a big breath. I haven't got very good lungs, have I? Now turn her off in the streets. Do you think that why is, Miss Minchin? The reputation of your school, you know. My school? Well, the report might get about. And it might not sound well to the parents of some of your other pupils. Yes, that is so. Of course. The child could be made to serve in your employe until her indebtedness is worked out. But that would take years. Why so? But at least it's better than nothing. Hurry, children. Your ice cream's melting. Thank you, Sarah. Sarah, it's almost two o'clock, darling. Thank you, Miss Rose. Oh, Daddy, I am thinking of you. And I know that wherever you are, you're thinking of me. Miss Minchin wants you, dear. Oh. You will leave your gifts here because they are not yours to give. Two weeks later, go to your room now. Miss Minchin. Sarah, go to your room. All of you. Now will you tell me what it's all about? What has happened, Miss Minchin? Whatever it is, you might have let her off a bit easier. Silence. Captain Crew is dead. His name appeared on the list today. He's left the child a pauper. Oh, Miss Minchin. You had better tell her. Oh, I couldn't do that. You will do as you are told. Minchin, stop the party. Sarah, I want to talk to you in a minute, dear. Oh, darling, you're a soldier's daughter. And you know that that means being brave and courageous, don't you? No matter what happens. Oh, Miss Rose, this is something awful. The trafficking is relieved. You heard them say so. Help didn't get there soon enough, dear, for him. His name appeared on the list this morning. What do you mean with the wounded? No, dear. Sarah, I'm so sorry. You may go. You understand, of course, that these rooms can no longer be yours. Come with me. This is to be your room in the future. I shall have to sell your furnishings and your clothes to pay part of the debt your father owed. Ordinarily, you would go to a charitable institution. But I'm going to let you remain here. There will be duties for you to perform, of course. I hope you appreciate my kindness and not sending you away. I was unable to find a black dress among your things. So one of the girls has given you this. You better take off that party frock and put this on. I'll send up some shoes. But he'll return most any day. Any moment I may see my daddy coming back to me. And Miss Minchin's going to sell all her things. He was beastly, having to give back our presents. How do you feel now about your little princess? I can do. No, Becky. Thank you. Sarah, from now on, you're not to sit with us. Return to your room and smooth down those curls. Then go to the kitchen. Run along now, girls. Divina, you may take your old place beside me. So the missus has sent you down to me, has she? Miss Minchin said I'm to have my breakfast here. You'll do more than each your breakfast if you work for that one. I should be glad to help. You will, eh? Look what you're doing. For that, she will get no breakfast. Min, you better make some more toast for the missus. Oh, sure. Coming up, here's your breakfast. Take it over there. We don't associate with royalty. Let me wire on your miss. Oh, you don't. She can wait on herself. You can sit there and watch her eat. Perhaps that'll teach you a lesson. This is O'Connell. Can I give my breakfast to Becky? I'm not hungry this morning. Give it to the cat if you like and get to work. Wash them dishes. Yes, sir, I don't want it. You'll just came. Mail, if you please. My darling girl, I have been half mad trying to find a way out for you since your letter reached me, but it has come. My grandfather has relented. I pray him that this money and my love will help you bear what lies ahead. Jeffrey. You say this girl's a teacher at your school? She was until I discharged her today. We're not likely to hear from her again. And I was prepared to turn over a handsome sum to that boy when he got back. Even made an ass of myself and sent him a check. Then I was right to withhold this. He made it over to her. You're not very fond of the girl, are you? Hardly, under the circumstances. You're sure the girl has no legitimate claims on him? I brought her up from a fondling. Is it likely she would not have consulted me if their love had been respectable? Yes, sir. In future, if any, letters or cables come from Mr. Jeffrey, they're to be returned unopened. As you wish, sir. You want to sleep, Miss? It's one of the lonely lords. Yes. I wonder where Miss Rose is. I shall miss her terribly. We're all alone in the world now, aren't we, Miss? No. No, we're not alone. There's my father, you know. Your father? But Cooks, does he? You mustn't say that. It isn't true. He's not dead. He's sick of one of some words he'd sent for me, but he's not dead. How'd he get no miss? Something inside tells me so. And sometimes I hear him calling for me. Oh. For the children of... Smokey! As you see. Today, my good woman, the British army is behind me. That's uniform. You're not going to war. Quite. To the very cannon's mouth, if need be. But why? Because, old girl, I've fended the teeth with your bullying. And your treatment of Rose and little Sarah's the last straw. I prefer the less painful horrors of the battlefield. Are you daring to criticize me? Astonishing, isn't it? But it proves that I'm competent to lead my men into the very jaws of death. After this, you may never expect help from me again. I have quite calm. For if the bloodthirsty boss pairs me, the footlights will see bubbling dirty once again. You wouldn't do that to me. Ho-ho, wouldn't I? Well, tatter! At the Siege of Mapeking? Aye. That's where I stopped the bullet, but stopped me. Then, as you know my father? Your father? What might his name be, Lassie? Captain Reginald Crue. Your father a captain? Yes. They say he is dead. But I know it can't be. I've asked so many soldiers about him. I hope you could tell me. No, Lassie. I'm sorry, I can't. Why don't you ask in the hospital there? Maybe they'll have some record of him. Thank you, sir. I will. In person. Well, I thought you'd gone to war. No. Lord Roberts wanted me to, of course. But he said that the old boy, the wounded, needs you. So you stay here and cheer up the brave lads who have fallen in our just cause. So I'm practically in command of this hospital. Oh, Mr. Birdie, can my father be in there? Your father, Princess? Yes. You see, I know he isn't dead. I've been looking and looking. He could be among the wounded, couldn't he? Yes. I'm almost sure he is. Somewhere. If you're in charge, could I please look for him in there? Well, yes, yes, of course you may. Things like that can happen, you know. But in a hospital is rather a lax. Oh. Oh, I say, Major, they're waiting for you in Ward B. There's a lot of trash up there. Men to attend to it. Get one of your what? Well, well, well, two of my men then. Carry on. Well, you see, sir, they're... If you please, sir, the Major's helped me to find my father, sir. You see, we're old friends, sir. I knew her father, Captain Crew, who's reported killed at Maffecan. The child sure there's some mistake, so I'm helping her search among the wounded. Could you tell me anything about my father, sir? Sorry, my dear, I can't. Another ward. Please, sir, were you at the stage of Maffecan? I was that, darling. It's where I picked up the bugle. It was no bigger than the seed of a thistledone that laid me low. Ah, the bugs down there are worse than their bullets. Then perhaps you didn't know my father. Faith and I wouldn't have known he own father, but the fever that was on me. Thank you, sir. It's all right, darling. Hello. Please, sir, were you at the troops at Maffecan? Yes, yes, of course I was. That's where I ran away in there. Then did you know my father, Captain Crew? Yes, yes, of course. That's a fine-looking officer, isn't he? He ought to do well. Where did you see my father last? Where's who? My father. Oh, one soldier more or less doesn't make any difference, you know? I'm making thousands and thousands for England. See? Fine, strong fellows who won't be afraid as I was. I was afraid of the noise. That's why I ran away in there. He's living in a dream, sir. He doesn't know what he's saying. Come on, dear. Don't go yet. Let's give us a song. How about it, dear? Shall we sing them a song to cheer them up? Our old specialty, what? Not today, Mr. Birdie. Oh, come on, darling. Let's try and forget our own troubles and do something for these lads, shall we? All right, I'll try. Oh, you darling. What about the old Kent Road? That's the one. Mocky'll play for you. The goer did make. Let the stroke apart me. And the missus takes a little run. You sigh. Oh, wonderful, there's still the noise. If you saw that little doctor go. There's no way to often, Princess. You might get punished, you know. I'll keep a sharp look out whenever the wounded come in. You don't really believe he'll ever come, do you? Yes, yes, of course I do. I told you missing men often turn up. Then I'd better come. You might not know him if you were very much changed. All right, dear. You come. Goodbye, Mr. Birdie. Goodbye, dear. Good-bye, little missus-um. Good morning, Randas. Feeding your little friends? Yes, but I couldn't see them very much for my supper last night. Oh, it is difficult for them when the snow comes. The bookshelves. Bookshelves? Oh, I forgot. I pretend they're bookshelves and filled with beautiful books. Then I'd better remove her before she ruins her set of dickens. Right? This is your room, missus-um? Almost like a nest in a tree. I can lie on my soft sofa and look up in the sky through that little window on the roof. Sofa? It looks more like a soft sofa when it's made up. And you imagine it has downed quilts and lovely cushions to curl up on. There is a fire sometimes, of course. Well, that is the hardest of all to imagine, especially at night. But it's lovely when you can. The great shine someone has polished and the nice bright cool scuddle on the heart. Hey, miss, look. Come on, Cheyenne. She's in the oven still. Oh, my goodness. Excuse me if I run. I've got to go to the butchers. I'll get my ears boxed if I don't worry. Yes, missus-um. Photoshop, mercy arrives. 1,200 wounded, disembarked. Does it give any of the names? There ain't no list. All I hope, my poor air, is a mullum. A wounded husband is better than no husband at all, eh, miss? Got to get to the hospital before nine o'clock when they call the visitors. That's all I've got to. Yes, miss. You clumsy ox. For that, you whistle for your supper. Oh, Mom, Cheyenne had no lunch. He put things away before she got back from the grocers. Who do you think you're talking to? You'll both go hungry. Now, clean up this mess. Go on, get on with it. Sorry cases in this batch, doctor. Yes, poor devils. Oh, doctor. Doctor, this man is an unknown. His paper's for last. Delirium following malarial fever. We're very much concerned about him, sir. Anemia, heart action, weak respiration, low. All has to be expected. But his mind doesn't clear, sir. He has no lucid moments. Temporary paralysis of some nerve center. Or a blood clot, possibly. More likely to be the latter, sir. He received a nasty head wound. Sir. Sir. He repeatedly calls for this person's sera. You can't learn who this sera is. Now we're finding out, sir, till his identity is established. Sir. Sir. Better go now, miss. I'll finish up for you. Thank you, Becky. I'll have to fly. Yes, miss. You're old, your horses. Where do you think you're going? Miss Lavinia wants some coal for her fire. Off to it. Actually hungry, Sarah? Yes. Congratulating you. Father pays for it. Just a moment. Our princess seems to be in a hurry. Could it be that she's going to a ball? Come back here and clean up that heart. My shawl. The pink one. It's on my bed. I find the room a bit chilly. Going out so late. Not tonight, my girl. It's closing time. But I've got to. I'm not always fishling. No, then, young, and take it easy. You're shawl every time, princess. I'm sorry. You run on home and come back tomorrow morning. That's a good little girl. All right, good night. He will recover from the effects of the fever, but I'm convinced that is brain pressure. You advise an operation, then? Yes. You agree? I do. Dr. McNeish and Edinburgh is the man. Yes, splendid. This is this man for removal of Edinburgh in the morning. Yes, doctor. Sir. You've been out, haven't you? Yes, miss Mention. What do you mean by disobeying my orders? I had to. I had to look for my father. This ridiculous search for your father. All this making-believe and refusing to face facts. It's indecent. I've had enough of it. You must realize once and for all that your father is dead. Don't you say that. He's not dead. He's not. And you can't stop me from looking for him, either. How dare you speak to me in that manner, you idiot little... I'll attend to you further in the morning. Don't hear, and you don't care. You're nothing but a dog. Please forgive me, but something has gone amiss. There is an angry woman outside to report a stolen kiss. But she won't. You must see her. If you don't, she'll scream her head off. Tell her to hush. She won't be hushed. Then tell her to shush. I am afraid she won't be shushed. Don't be shushed. I won't be hushed. I saw him. You saw who? From that shameless little miss. Don't be fooled behind us. There's a... There is a law that breeds like this, is to steal a kiss. Ah, the princess, I have a feeling this is not a case of stealing. Silence, fool. I know the law. Honest, he saw, I saw, you saw, he saw, she saw. Honest, saw, she saw. What she tells us, and if it is, what can we do? If you ask me, we should listen to the lad who did the kissing. I confess, when I saw such loveliness, it was too much to resist. I just thought she should be kissed. So I kissed her. Kissed her twice. It means don't start all that again. But he stole a kiss, that's plain. It should look as if it's true, and I'll have to punish you. Me say a word. It is not the way you heard. He did not steal a kiss. I gave it to him. Just like this. This was not a case of stealing. I'm not sure. It's not quite... See that kiss again? The lad has falsely been accused. If Mrs. Salve knew, she would be over here to thank you. Don't wonder the matter. Who wants any thanks? This one on you. That one too. Let's try the slippers and see if they're real. Do they feel like slippers to you? They feel soft and warm. And warm too. They're as real as we are. I don't believe it's a dream after all. I suppose the food is real, Miss? The muffin I've ever wore. It must be the muffin. And we'd better be quicker for our melds away. What sort of a night did he pass? He rested comfortably, Doctor. Will we be able to send him with the others? He'll stand the journey all right. Get him ready to be sent with Group D. They'll be leaving in about an hour. Very well, Doctor. I think we ought to offer her a chocolate. You might let her smell them. Miss Minchin surely couldn't object to that. Would you care to? I don't want to smell them. I don't want to smell them. I don't want to smell them, and I don't want to eat them. Thank you. You don't? Why not? I've had much nicer things than chocolate this morning. Listen to the princess. Pretending again. I'm not pretending. I had the most wonderful things to eat that anyone ever had. I ask you, you haven't even had breakfast. Pardon me, but I really have. And if you'll excuse me for saying so, it isn't polite to call people liar. How dare you talk back to me? This morning, here everything was, even to the food and the fire. Where did you get these things? That's because I dreamed such a beautiful dream last night that it came true. But these articles are rare and costly. You stole them, didn't you? Oh, no, Miss Minchin. We didn't take these things. I'll give you one more chance to tell me the truth. I am telling you the truth. You go to your room. This is a matter for the police. Oh, please, Miss Minchin, please don't call the police. Of course I'll call them. Listen, I'm sure enough, Miss, and the police come in too. I can't be arrested. There's no wounded men at the hospital, and I've got to get there. I don't see all you can, Miss. And I slot in. Come back here quick. Game is this little, Mississah. May we please go through your house? We're running away from the police. And a very nice game too. Would you enter? We'd like to, very much, indeed. You seem in great haste, Mississah. Could you now slap her in a cup of tea? Oh, thank you. One too big a ring. We're running the game of the police. I hope you escaped them safely, Mississah. Oh, why? She got you away in a traffic, Mum. I couldn't find her anywhere. Do you know where she's like to be? I'm just allowed for an hour. But that might be too late. Run along, little girl, will you? There's a good little girl. I'm sorry, sir. No visitors allowed for an hour. But we must go in. Sorry, sir. You can stand over there. That's all right. Leave me just went through the hall, Miss. Yes, sorry. I mean, you can't go upstairs now. I've got to see if my father's here before Miss Menton catches me. Well, run along now. Do as you're told. Hey, come back here. You can't go up there. Take me away. What is it, child? My father. They said he was killed at Math King. But I don't believe it. Another chance. Can't you make them let me look? Will you please see that this child is escorted through the wards? With permission, I shall accompany her personally, Your Majesty. Victoria, what is yours? Your Majesty. You will find your father, my dear. A thorough search, Colonel. Thank you, Your Majesty. Goodbye, my dear. Goodbye. I think we'd better cover this swing first. We're searching for a patient. Yes, sir. Go right along there. All in. Sarah! Oh, Mr. Jeffrey, you're home. You're back again. Now, you can tell me where my daddy is. Well, Jeffrey didn't get as far as Math King did. Have you found him? Oh, no, sir. This is my friend, Mr. Jeffrey, and his wife, Mr. Mrs. Hambleton. How do you do? I'm afraid I can't introduce you because I don't know your name. Colonel Gordon. This is Colonel Gordon. He's helped me to search the hospital. Don't bother. How do you do, sir? I'm very happy to know you both. From Math King? No, sir. An army mule and a British mule at that. That's adding insult to injury. Sorry, sir. It's time for the patient's drops. Oh, I'd rather face that mule. I'll come back later, Miss Rose, just as soon as I've gone through the other works. I'll wait for you, dear. Goodbye. Goodbye. Bye, sir. Be sure to come back, Sarah. I will. Poor little thing. She'll never stop hoping. I insist that you send for my brother. Very well, Mum, but you can't get in brother or no brother. We will get in. My brother will see to that. I hope you're right, Mum. Till now, this man will have to wait for the next ambulance. All right. I think you'd better take him into the waiting room. These halls are much too draughty. I think I'd better. I'm very sorry you couldn't find your father. Thank you. Just the same, sir. He may be on the next convoy of Wounded. I wouldn't give up hope. Oh, what, sir? Goodbye, God bless. You know that they were stolen. They're a steal from Bossvers. I have proof and I intend to turn her over to the authorities. She's in this hospital and I intend to find her. Now look here, you... I insist that everyone be searched. Aren't you? They said you were dead, but I knew you weren't. I knew you'd come back. Hold me. I won't ever go away again and we'll talk to me. Don't you know me, Daddy? Here's my daughter. You mustn't cry. You mustn't cry. We must be good soldiers, you know. But I have been a good soldier, Daddy. My little Sarah never cried. My baby. Oh, Daddy, you do know me. Oh, my darling. Sarah, my darling. My baby, Sarah. Sarah. Oh, don't be ridiculous, Amanda. Then how do you come for those silk coverless, those rogues and other things that are there? Perhaps a little bird brought them in. Perhaps they grew legs and walked in. I don't know. All I do know is that little Sarah wouldn't steal. Bertie, yes? Bertie, what do you think has happened? The little princess has found her father. Timothy wasn't alive.