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189 INT: OLD HOUSE DRAWING ROOM - NIGHT 189 CAMERA IS TIGHT on Willie's agitated face. |
CAMERA TRUCKS BACK TO TWO SHOT: |
Episode #0563
Episode #0563
Episode #0563
Episode #0563
Episode #0563
This is so much fun seeing all these different ads for the movie. Thanks for posting them, MB! I can't believe how cheesy some were--especially that one with Carolyn's mouth open and Barnabas' face inside.
The montage of the cast in front of Lyndhurst as seen on the cover of the Ross novel is the same image from the primary one sheet poster design.
(I actually have a three sheet version--which despite the name is really in two pieces--that I've yet to display anywhere. That sucker is 6 feet tall!)
But it was not Julia he was thinking of in regard to the lovely old music box, it was Maggie Evans. And a few nights later he invited the pretty governess to dinner at the old house. He'd found out that Julia had to attend a meeting in the village, which meant she would leave as soon as she'd given him his injection. So he decided it would be the ideal occasion to have Maggie over. The reason he offered for having the dinner party was to celebrate the completion of the restoration of the dining room in the old house. And considering the mag- nificent work done, this would have been a good enough excuse. But his true motive to having Maggie to dinner was to be with her again and to make her a present of the music box. They sat down to celebrate dinner at nine. Barnabas had spared no pains in having it prepared. Two candles burned on the table. And when they finished the ecellent meal they lingered at the table sipping champagne. Barn- abas gazed at Maggie adoringly. And her smile for him was warm. Willie, the servant, entered the room sound- lessly and stood watching them in obvious concern for a moment before he was noticed. Then Barnabas turned to him. "What is it, Willie?" Looking uncomfortable, Willie said, "I just wondered if you wanted anything else?" "More champagne," Barnabas ordered. Maggie spoke up quickly, "Oh, no, Barnabas. Not for me. I must get back to Collinwood. I want to be ready for David's exams tomorrow." Barnabas smiled. "You're sure?" "Quite sure." "Very well,"Barnabas said. "That will be all, Willie." "Yes, sir," Willie said heavily and went out. Barnabas rose and crossed to the mantle where he'd put the music box. Offering it to Maggie, he said, "I want you to have this." Her eyes widened with delight. "It's very beautiful, Barnabas. What is it?" He smiled. "Open it and see." She did and it began to play. She listened to its thin, clear tune and looked up at him. "How lovely." He nodded. "It belonged to Josette Du Pres. It was given to her by my namesake, just before she died." Maggie was touched. She caressed the music box with her fingers. "Barnabas, it's a very thoughtful thing for you to do. But I would think you would want to keep it." "No. I'd prefer that you have it." "Why?" He had a far away look in his deep-set eyes. "I came across the original portrait of Josette again the other day and I was struck once more by your resemblance to her." "And that is why you would like it to be mine?" "Yes. That and other reasons. Please accept it," he begged her. Her eyes were adoring as she told him, "I'll always treasure it, Barnabas." |