:10:02
I fell deeply in love
with Hugh...
:10:05
in the last year
of the war...
:10:07
but he fell
on Flanders field.
:10:10
Helen McPhee, are you thinking
of doing a day's washing?
:10:13
- No, Miss Brodie.
- You have your sleeves rolled up.
:10:15
Roll them down at once.
I won't have to do with girls...
:10:18
who roll up the sleeves
of their blouses.
:10:20
We are civilized beings.
:10:23
He fell on Flanders field.
:10:27
He fell the week before
armistice was declared.
:10:30
He fell like an autumn leaf.
:10:34
Remind me to show you a map of Flanders
and the spot where my lover...
:10:38
was laid to sleep forever,
before you were born.
:10:44
"Come autumn so pensive
in yellow and gray...
:10:49
and soothe me with tidings
of nature's decay."
:10:54
Robert Burns.
:10:57
Hugh fell
like an autumn leaf.
:11:02
After the armistice,
people were dancing and singing forjoy...
:11:06
in the streets, but...
:11:08
Hugh was one of the flowers of the forest...
:11:12
lying in his grave.
:11:24
What seems to be
ailing the spirits of...
:11:26
Monica Maclaren,
isn't it?
:11:28
Monica cries easily.
:11:30
Well, Monica, perhaps you can
tell me why you are crying.
:11:33
She's moved by a story
I have been telling...
:11:35
of the Battle of Flodden.
:11:37
Crying over
a history lesson?
:11:40
It is a moving story.
:11:42
The night before Flodden,
at Mercat Cross beside St. Giles...
:11:46
a ghostly herald was heard
reading the names...
:11:49
of all the noble families of Scotland
beginning with the king.
:11:52
After the battle,
there was not one family...
:11:55
who had not suffered
grievous loss...
:11:58
as you well know,
Miss Mackay.