Passage to India CD2
All sounds make an echo, and many sounds create inharmonious effect.
I do hope I shall be all right. In my early days with Ronny's father,
I made rather a fool of myself in the chamber of horrors.
Horrors? What horrors?
The waxwork museum.
He was a very conventional young man, which made it all rather worse.
- This was not Stella's father? - No, no.
He was very unconventional.
My goodness me...
(both speak Urdu)
(echo dies away)
- Are you all right? - Yes, yes.
- Are you sure? - Yes.
Godbole never mentioned the echo.
No. And far too many people.
- Would you like something to drink? - Oh, thank you.
I suppose, like many old people,
I sometimes think we are merely passing figures
in a godless universe.
Get me some water.
- There you are. - Thank you, my dear.
I didn't know you'd gone. Now, now.
We should be thinking of moving on before the sun gets too high.
Do forgive me, Dr Aziz.
I'm rather tired, so I think I'll stay here.
I've never been a good walker, and you two will get on much better without me.
Dear Mrs Moore, nothing to forgive.
You're right. It is quite a big climb.
And I'm glad you're not coming,
because you're treating me with true frankness, as a friend.
I am your friend.
- So may I make a suggestion? - Of course.
Don't take quite so many people with you this time. You'll find it more convenient.
- It does get rather crowded. - Exactly, exactly.
We shall take just the guide. Right?
Quite right. And enjoy yourselves.
It's almost a mirage.
may I ask you something rather personal?
- You were married, weren't you? - Yes, indeed.
Did you love your wife when you married her?
We never set eyes on each other until the day we were married.
It was all arranged by our families.
I only saw her face in a photograph.
What about love?
We were a man and a woman.
And we were young.
did you have more than one wife?
One. One, in my case.
I'll be back in a moment.
(both speak Urdu)
- Miss Quested! - (echo)
- What's happened? - Elephant taking bath, memsahib.
- Morning, Mrs Moore. - Mr Fielding.
So sorry about this morning. Everything going well?
Have you seen Miss Quested and Dr Aziz?
No. I've just walked up from the road. I'm dying for a drink.
Be with you in a moment.
Oh, Mr Fielding, I'm so glad you're here.
Oh, I was coming over to you. Nothing wrong?
Not exactly. But they went off with the guide an hour ago - more, in fact -
I don't know this place, but I'm sure they'll be back soon.
Fielding. Fielding, I've so wanted you.
- Where is Miss Quested? - What is it?
She went down the road.
I think she met Mrs Callendar.
- It looked like her car. - Of course it was her car.
- She drove me here. - Oh.
Why did Miss Quested go off with Mrs Callendar?
I don't know.
But, Dr Aziz, when did you part with her?
I don't understand.
Nor do I. I went round the corner to have a cigarette...
Then the guide couldn't recall which cave she'd gone into.
So I looked in all the caves, and when I came out of...
I think it was the third cave, I... I saw these.
And then - I think it was then - I heard the car.
So I ran over to the edge and I saw Miss Quested getting in.
And... and then she drove away with Mrs Callendar.
I think we'd all better go back.
Oh, Mrs Moore...
Our great day is in tatters.
I will never forgive myself.
Aziz is an innocent. Something else must have happened.
Of course something else happened.
This is a dangerous place for new arrivals.
Now lie back, dear. Do your best to relax.
You'll be better very soon now.
After we've seen off Mrs Moore, I'm going to take you back for a good stiff drink.
Here we are. Good Lord, quite a crowd.
Dr Aziz, it is my painful duty to arrest you.
- What on earth are you talking about? - Sir, I am instructed not to say.
Produce your warrant.
Sir, excuse me. No warrant is required under these particular circumstances.
- Please refer to Superintendent McBryde. - We certainly will.
Come along, old chap. Some ridiculous mistake.
Dr Aziz, will you please come? A closed conveyance is in the yard.
For God's sake! Never, never act the criminal.
McBryde's a decent fellow. We'll see him together.
But my children, my name...
Nothing of the sort. We're coming, Mr Haq.
- What is it? - Come. I've got a car waiting outside.
That's Mr Fielding's and Dr Aziz's compartment.
- I'll explain outside. - I can't leave without speaking to them.
Please come along, Mother. I know what I'm doing. Make way, please!
Take my arm. I'll see you through.
Fielding, I want a word with you.
Please... Please don't leave me.
I have to go. I'll be with you as soon as I possibly can.
- Please, Mother, come along. - I will not!
Something very terrible is happening.
- Absolutely impossible. Grotesque. - I'm afraid not.
But who brings this infamous charge?
Mrs Callendar, who witnessed the poor girl's flight down the ravine,
and the victim herself.
Miss Quested accuses Dr Aziz of attempted rape?
- Yes. - Then she's mad.
- I cannot pass that remark. - I'm sorry, sir.
But the charge must rest on some dreadful misunderstanding.
- Five minutes will clear it up. - It does rest on a misunderstanding.
I've had 25 years' experience here. I have never known anything but disaster result
when English and Indians attempt to be intimate.
Oh, I hate these damned festivals. I'll be glad when it's over.
Always have a feeling they might go over the top.
You have a visitor.
I think I'll be off. See you tonight.
She hit him with these.
That's how she escaped.
If he had assaulted her, he'd scarcely bring the evidence back with him.
- Doesn't surprise me. - I don't follow.
When you think of crime, you think of English crime.
The psychology's different here. And particularly in regard to women.
I've been going through his wallet.
Here's a letter from a friend who apparently keeps a brothel.
I don't want to hear his private letters.
It'll have to be quoted in court as bearing on his morals.
Our respectable young doctor was fixing up to see tarts in Calcutta.
Oh, come on.
You may have the right to throw stones for that sort of thing, but I haven't.
- Tell them to wait. - Sir.
Aye, it starts already.
Vakil Hamidullah and Mahmoud Ali, legal advisors to the prisoner.
Where is Miss Quested now?
Staying with the Callendars until she's out of danger.
- What danger? - She has a fever.
But worse, hundreds of cactus spines are embedded in her arms and legs.
There's a danger of them entering the bloodstream.
Her scramble down that ravine was so precipitate
it started a small avalanche of stones which stopped Mrs Callendar's car.
She hooted, thinking work was going on above, and then she saw her.
She had got among some cactuses and was beginning to panic.
I suppose there's no possibility of my seeing Miss Quested?
She's in no state to see anyone.
Callendar's sedated her and proposes to keep her like that for days.
- He's worried about shock. - I see. But afterwards?
Why on earth do you want to see her?
I want to ask her if she's certain, dead certain, that it was Aziz.
Callendar could ask her that.
I want someone who believes in him to ask her.
What difference would that make?
She is surrounded by people who don't trust Indians.
Look, I don't want to be an alarmist,
but, in my opinion, the situation will become very nasty in the next few weeks.
I would think so.
May I see Aziz?
Only on a magistrate's order.
- To whom do I apply? - The city magistrate.
Nothing else excepting clothes, sir.
But these were under the bed.
- Very useful, Haq. - Thank you, sir.
And there is also that.
- That's his wife. - How do you know that?
He showed me that photograph.
I see. Well, I must press on with the report.
I hope to see you at the club on Saturday. I believe Turton wants us all there.
You are very good to greet us in this public fashion.
For goodness sake.
Did Mr McBryde say anything when my card came in?
- No. - I'm wanting bail.
- Did my application annoy him? - He wasn't annoyed.
- And if he was, what does it matter? - I might prejudice him against Aziz.
Nonsense. This is no way to be thinking.
Aziz is innocent, and everything we do must be based on that.
Mr Fielding, are you on our side against your own people?
It would seem so. I think we'd better go somewhere else.
- Who should be counsel for defence? - You, surely.
We need someone from a distance, someone who cannot be intimidated.
- Have you heard of Amritrao? - Amritrao? The Calcutta man?
- A high reputation. - Notoriously anti-British.
- Freedom Movement. - That worries me.
Amritrao would be regarded as a political challenge.
When I saw my friend's private papers carried in just now,
in the arms of that police inspector,
I said to myself "Amritrao is the man to clear this up."
Let's not go too fast. We're bound to win.
She'll never be able to substantiate the charges.
(whispers) She's been complaining about an echo in her head.
- What about the echo? - She can't get rid of it.
I don't suppose she ever will.
Back in a moment.
- Mother, that was unkind. - Unkind? Unkind?
What about poor Dr Aziz and those terrible police?
- Mother, quiet, please. - I won't be quiet.
Aziz is certainly innocent.
- You don't know that. - I know about people's characters.
It's not the sort of thing he would do.
Whatever you think, the case has got to come before a magistrate now.
The machinery has started.
Yes. She has started the machinery.
It will work to its end.
- Ah, Godbole. - I see you are in a hurry.
I must get out of these things and go back to town.
May I speak to you just for a moment?
Er, yes. Come in, if you don't mind me changing.
I wanted to apologise for this morning.
Oh, it's all right.
I hope the expedition was successful.
- The news hasn't reached you then? - Oh, yes.
No. A dreadful thing has happened. Aziz has been arrested.
Oh, yes. That is all round the college.
An expedition where that occurs can hardly be called successful.
- I cannot say. I was not there. - No.
I must not detain you,
but I have a private difficulty on which I require your help.
I'm leaving your service shortly, as you know.
I'm returning to the place of my childhood to take charge of education there.
I want to start a school that will be as much like this as possible.
- Well? - The point on which I desire advice is,
what name should be given to the school?
- A name for the school? - A suitable title.
Godbole, have you grasped that Aziz is in prison?
Yes. I only meant that when you're less worried you might think the matter over.
I had thought, with your permission,
of the Richard Fielding High School.
But, failing that, the King Emperor George V.
Godbole, let me ask you something. I was under the impression that you liked Aziz.
- Most certainly. - Then how can you be so indifferent?
- Don't you care what happens to him? - It is of no consequence if I care or not.
The outcome is already decided.
- Destiny, karma. - Just so.
Mr Fielding, we are all part of a pattern we cannot perceive.
Why did Mrs Moore bring Miss Quested to Chandrapore?
To marry the city magistrate.
Or to go to the Marabar with Dr Aziz.
- Or perhaps to meet you. - Very beguiling.
But at this moment my only interest is to do something for Aziz.
Excuse me, but nothing you do will change the outcome.
So do nothing. Is that your philosophy?
My philosophy is you can do what you like,
but the outcome will be the same.
Did you get bail?
They're afraid your presence might incite further trouble.
(whispers) We've received a telegram from Calcutta.
- From Calcutta? - Amritrao is going to defend you.
- What is "disbursement"? - Fee. He will not accept a fee.
- Good evening. - Good evening.
There's not the least cause for alarm.
I want everything to go on precisely as usual.
So don't start carrying arms about.
Ladies, don't go out any more than you can help,
and don't talk before your servants.
Remember, one isolated Indian has attempted...
has been charged with an attempted crime.
And he will be brought to trial.
Those drums are merely the festival, of course.
Yes, indeed. And no doubt they'll be banging away throughout the night.
Apologies, Collector Sahib, everyone.
Heaslop's just behind me and I want to say a word before he comes in.
- Of course. - He needs all our support.
He blames himself for allowing such an expedition,
as indeed do I for giving the wretch leave.
And then there's his mother. It's been a most unsettling experience.
The good news is that the victim is greatly improved and...
Ah, Heaslop, come along in. Good to have you with us.
For goodness sake, do sit down, please.
Up here, Ronny. Come and join us up here.
Thank you, sir. Thank you. Thank you, sir.
- Please, do sit down. - (man) Some of us never got up.
We were delighted to hear the major's report on Miss Quested.
Thank you, sir. I didn't mean to interrupt the meeting in this way.
Not at all. I was saying before you arrived that you'd refused bail.
I was about to add
that there's a certain member here present
who's known to be in contact with the prisoner's defence.
I'd like to say one can't run with the hare and hunt with the hounds.
At least, not in this country.
- I would like to say something, sir. - Please do.
I believe Dr Aziz is innocent.
I shall await the verdict of the court.
If he is found guilty, I shall resign from the college and leave India.
I resign from the club now.
She's old. You mustn't forget that.
Old people never take things as one expects.
They can cause a great deal of trouble.
- Are you all right, Mother? - Just... just having a little rest.
- It's very hot. - Yes, it is.
I do wish I could persuade you not to undertake this journey at this time of year.
At least stay until the monsoon. It's very close now.
So much to do, so little time to do it.
To do what, Mother?
Settle things up. See Stella.
Get away from all this muddle and fuss into some cave of my own, some shelf.
Quite so. But meanwhile the trial is coming on.
I don't want to have anything to do with it.
But you are an important witness.
You dropped off after the first cave and let Adela go on with him alone.
No one blames you, Mother.
He stage-managed the whole thing by frightening you with that echo.
Mumbo jumbo, but very effective.
You'll never understand the nature of that place,
nor will anyone else in that ridiculous court of yours.
- I don't wish to discuss it further. - Very well, Mother.
Will you at least stay for our marriage?
- You are getting married? - Of course. Why do you ask?
All this rubbish about love.
Love in a church, love in a cave, as if there were the least difference.
And I held up from my business over such trifles.
I don't understand you.
I've never understood you any more than you've understood me.
But what of Adela?
I like Adela. She has character.
Then don't you want to help her?
Nothing I can say or do will make the least difference.
If that is really how you feel, Mother, then you must go.
You mustn't upset yourself, my dear. The verdict's a foregone conclusion.
It isn't that. I'm all right really.
You almost certainly won't be called till tomorrow.
McBryde will take up most of the morning.
Then there's Amritrao, who'll be up to his tricks and playing to the Indian gallery.
Come along, dear. We're there.
What are you doing here?
I'm an interested party, Mrs Turton. I've handed over to my deputy.
- And who is your deputy? - (gavel)
Das is a good man, Mrs Turton.
Thank you, sir.
On April 3rd of this year, Miss Quested and her friend, Mrs Moore,
were invited to a tea party at the house of the principal of Government College.
It was here that the prisoner first met Miss Quested, a young girl fresh from England.
Until then, the prisoner had never been in such close proximity to an English girl.
In consideration of the ladies present,
I will merely allude you to the fact that the prisoner is a widower, now living alone.
And in the course of our evidence, I'll be providing proof of his state of mind.
Before taking you through the history of this crime,
I want to state what I believe to be a universal truth.
The darker races are attracted to the fairer.
But not vice versa.
Even when the lady is less attractive than the gentleman?
- (laughter) - Order! Order!
I must warn members of the public and certain members of the defence
that the insulting behaviour which marred yesterday's proceedings
will not be tolerated.
Well said, Das. Quite right.
- Mr McBryde. - Thank you.
I shall begin by reminding you of my contention
that prisoner proposed the expedition with a premeditated intention
of making advances to Miss Quested.
I've made it my business to visit the Marabar during the last few days.
It's an inaccessible, barren place,
entailing, as you have heard, considerable planning and expense to get there.
The caves themselves are dark, featureless, and without interest,
except for a strange echo.
A curious place for such an elaborate picnic.
The servants were all supplied by prisoner's Indian friends,
with one exception of the witness, Antony.
Antony had received explicit instructions from Mr Heaslop to stay with the ladies.
Yet he remained behind.
Yesterday you heard him admit that he had accepted money from the prisoner
minutes before the departure of the train.
And that brought us to Mr Fielding.
We are asked to believe he was prevented from catching the train
because another friend of the prisoner's, Professor Godbole,
was saying his prayers.
Prayers. After a most unpleasant altercation, I withdrew my hypothesis
that similar persuasion had contributed towards this excess of religious zeal.
I object, sir.
Mr McBryde is quite blatantly using this opportunity to repeat the slander.
- Objection sustained! - Ha!
Prisoner had yet to rid himself of a third impediment.
The lady in question
suffered from what is known in medical parlance as "claustrophobia".
Prisoner achieved his objective by entering a cave with Miss Quested,
leaving this elderly lady in the rear,
where she was crushed and crowded by servants and villagers.
- Mrs Moore. He's speaking of Mrs Moore! - Quiet.
Are you accusing my client of attempted murder as well as rape?
Who is this lady he's talking about?
The lady I met in the mosque. Mrs Moore.
Mrs Moore? You speak of Mrs Moore?
I don't propose to call her.
You don't propose to call her because you can't!
She was smuggled out of the country because she was on our side.
- She'd have proved his innocence. - You could have called her.
Neither side called her, neither may quote her.
But she was kept from us!
This is English justice? This is your British Raj?
Just give us back Mrs Moore for five minutes.
If the point is of any interest, my mother should be reaching Aden at noon today.
- Banished by you! - Please, please.
- This is no way to defend your case. - I'm not defending a case.
And you are not trying one. We are both slaves!
Mr Mahmoud Ali, unless you sit down, I shall have to exercise my authority.
Do so! This trial is a farce!
I'm going! I ruin my career!
Mrs Moore! Where are you, Mrs Moore?
We want Mrs Moore! Mrs Moore! Mrs Moore!
Farewell, my friend.
They have taken Mrs Moore!
- Mrs Moore! - Mrs Moore!
- Mrs Moore! - Mrs Moore!
- Mrs Moore! - Mrs Moore!
- Mrs Moore! - (crowd chanting)
Isn't it strange?
- I knew they'd try something like this. - (Das) Quiet, please.
- Poor old Das. - Quiet! Order!
I apologise for my colleague.
He's an intimate friend of our client, and his feelings have carried him away.
Mr Mahmoud Ali will have to apologise in person.
Exactly, sir, he must.
I must repeat that, as a witness, Mrs Moore does not exist.
Neither you, Mr Amritrao, nor Mr McBryde, you,
have any right to surmise what that lady would have said.
She is not here and, consequently, she can say nothing.
Thou knowest, Lord, the secrets of our hearts.
Shut not thy merciful ears to our prayer.
We therefore commit her body to the deep to be turned into corruption.
Looking for the resurrection of the body,
when the sea shall give up her dead.
I heard a voice from heaven saying unto me:
"Blessed are the dead, which die in the Lord."
(chanting) Mrs Moore!
(McBryde) I now call upon Miss Quested.
Place your hand on the book.
And nothing but the truth.
(Das) Quiet, please. Silence!
Now, Miss Quested...
I'd like to take you back to the moment when you came out of that first cave
and found Mrs Moore collapsed in her chair.
- Are you with me? - Yes.
Did she offer any explanation?
She said she was upset by the echo and that she was tired.
Taking advantage of her fatigue, prisoner instructed the servants to remain behind,
and took you off alone with the guide.
Yes. But it was at Mrs Moore's suggestion.
I don't quite follow.
She'd been worried by the crowd and the stuffiness.
And was concerned that you might be subjected to the same ordeal.
No. She wanted us to enjoy ourselves. She said so.
She likes Dr Aziz.
Yes, I think I understand the situation.
Yesterday, Mr Fielding said that Mrs Moore was "charmed" by him.
It was more than that. She liked him.
Nevertheless, you'd only met him on two occasions before the day of the crime.
So it might possibly have been a rather impetuous assessment.
Possibly. She's like that.
Miss Quested, you heard this morning the slur cast on British justice by the defence.
It is most important that you tell the court the absolute truth of what took place.
- I was brought up to tell the truth. - Of course.
That's quite all right.
Now, Miss Quested, you went off up the slope with the prisoner and the guide.
Take your time and cast your mind back.
Miss Quested, we were going up the slope.
Is something wrong?
I think it may have partly been my fault.
- Why? - We'd stopped to look out over the plain.
I could hardly see Chandrapore except through Mr Heaslop's binoculars.
I asked Dr Aziz if he loved his wife when he married her.
I shouldn't have done that.
Then why did you do it?
I was thinking of my own marriage.
Mr Heaslop and I had only just become engaged.
Seeing Chandrapore so far away,
I realised I didn't love him.
Quiet, please. Quiet.
Miss Quested, you and the prisoner continued up to the caves?
- Yes. - Where was the guide?
- He'd gone on ahead. - Sent on ahead?
No, he was waiting for us further along the ledge.
But when you reached the caves, prisoner left you and went to speak to the guide?
- I don't know if he spoke to him or not. - But he went off in his direction.
- And what did you do? - I waited.
(Das) You said just now "I think it may have been partly my fault."
- Why? - I had asked him about love.
And had thereby introduced a feeling of intimacy?
That is what I meant.
Please tell the court exactly what happened.
I lit a match.
(Aziz) Miss Quested!
- And the prisoner followed you? - (rumble)
Miss Quested, the prisoner followed you, didn't he?
Could I please have a minute before I reply to that, Mr McBryde?
I'm not quite sure.
I beg your pardon?
You are in the cave, and the prisoner followed you.
What do you mean, please?
- No. - What is that? What are you saying?
- I'm afraid I've made a mistake. - What nature of mistake?
Dr Aziz never followed me into the cave.
Now, let us go on. I will read you the deposition which you signed.
(Das) Mr McBryde, you cannot go on.
I was speaking to the witness. And the public will be silent!
Miss Quested, address your remarks to me.
And remember - you speak on oath, Miss Quested.
I stop these proceedings on medical grounds!
Quiet! Please, sit down!
You withdraw the accusation, Miss Quested?
I withdraw everything.
The prisoner is released without one stain on his character!
Dr Aziz is free!
Are you mad?
(banging and screaming)
(chanting) Dr Aziz! Dr Aziz!
What do you think you've been doing?
- Where are you going? - I don't know.
You can't wander about like this.
- Who did you come with? - I shall walk.
What madness. This could turn into a riot.
We'll find my carriage. It's closed.
- I'm coming back. - Stay with him, please.
I can't leave you here. Anything could happen.
- There we are. - Congratulations, sir!
Thank you. Thank you very much.
Make way, please. Thank you.
- Where shall he take you? - I don't know.
What do you mean?
That was Mr Fielding!
- And Mrs Moore! - Mrs Moore!
Why did you make such a charge if you were going to withdraw it?
- I ought to feel grateful to you, I suppose. - I don't expect gratitude.
Did you do it out of pity?
My echo's gone.
I call the noise in my head my echo. I've had it since the cave.
Might the whole thing have been an hallucination?
I have a hunch that poor old McBryde exorcised you.
He took you back, step by logical step, into that cave,
and you broke down quite suddenly.
- I thought you meant I'd seen a ghost. - No, no.
- Mrs Moore believes in ghosts. - Well, she's an old lady.
No, I only meant that it's difficult, as we get older,
not to believe that the dead live again.
Because the dead don't live again.
I fear not.
So do I.
He must have gone to the tamasha, but I can make some tea.
Oh, forgive me a moment.
"Annie Blair, fellow passenger."
I shall never see her again.
- Ah, Godbole. - The boys said you were back.
I'm leaving for Kashmir tomorrow morning to take up my duties
as minister of education.
I came to say goodbye.
Yes? Er... come in.
Thank you. Thank you.
Please, I want to give you my address
and extend an open invitation for you to visit me.
Have you seen the Himalayas, Mr Fielding?
- Miss Quested has had some bad news. - Oh, I am sorry.
- Mrs Moore. - Yes.
- Addressed to you. - Yes.
- Why did this lady send to you? - I don't know.
Mr Fielding, I would venture to remark...
Under the circumstances, I don't think we should pursue the matter further.
I'm sorry, Godbole, but Miss Quested is extremely upset.
Of course, of course. Nevertheless...
I presumably came up in a casual shipboard conversation.
No doubt Heaslop will be hearing from the company.
- I see. - I shan't tell Aziz until tomorrow.
Hamidullah's bound to be putting on a celebration, and it'll only upset him.
Oh, and have you heard about the damages?
- Damages? - Amritrao is asking 20,000 rupees from...
Who could have foretold that Aziz would be saved by his enemy?
What now, Mr Fielding?
- Aziz! - Come in.
Well, what a wonderful day for you.
I am an Indian at last.
Where did you take her?
I took her back to the college.
After this morning, she'd nowhere else to go.
- No? - Heaslop? The Turtons?
She had the entire British Raj behind her pushing her on.
But when she saw she was wrong, she stopped and sent it all to smithereens.
I wouldn't have had the courage.
(shouts in Urdu)
Do you mind if I sit?
What will you do now?
Hamidullah's giving me a victory party with fireworks and music.
Good. But I meant later. Now this dreadful business is over.
I shall look for another job.
Hundreds of miles from here in an Indian state out of British India.
- And you? - I shall go to England for a long leave.
Will you and she be going back on the same boat?
No. I couldn't possibly get away before the end of next term.
Miss Quested is going as soon as she can get a passage.
- Look... - I'm looking.
Godbole tells me that Amritrao is asking 20,000 rupees damages.
I'd hate to see her getting the worst of both worlds. It'll ruin her.
And me? Prison, my private letters read out in court,
my wife's photograph taken to the station to be fingered by McBryde,
all because a girl "fresh from England" got too much sun.
And I know what you're going to ask next.
You're going to ask me to let her off paying 20,000 rupees, right?
Then, if I agree, the English will be able to say
"Here is an Indian that almost behaved like a gentleman."
"But for the colour of his face, we might even let him join the club."
Is that why you came here to see me?
In the end, you English always stick together.
I want to have nothing more to do with any of you.
Any of you!
You can go back to the college and tell her to keep the money.
Tell her to use it to buy herself a husband! Tell her...
Are you coming with me?
I don't think so.
(both speak Urdu)
This is a great honour, Professor.
- Anything wrong? - No, no.
They arrive at the state guest house this afternoon.
How long have you known they were coming?
One month, possibly two.
- Why did you not tell me? - One cannot tell anyone anything
unless they are ready to hear it.
And what does that mean?
Mr Fielding wrote you letters from London and Bombay. You tore them up.
- I did. - That is my point.
"My dear Aziz, I have some news for you."
"I am going to marry someone whom you know."
The end of a foolish experiment.
I have made a new life for myself up here... away from the English.
I shall be going to the guest house to greet them.
But my religious duties will be claiming my full attention for the next three days.
He's come all this way to find you.
Can you not let bygones be bygones and show them around?
I'm sorry, but I've had enough of showing Miss Quested India.
Stop. Let's stop for a moment.
We must be getting on.
Well, here you are at last.
I've been looking for you everywhere.
I suppose Godbole told you I was here.
The minister of education never tells anyone anything unless he has to.
His only piece of information was that the high school was destined not to be.
I was supposed to inspect it.
Anyhow, here I am.
I've been visiting schools all over the country.
We called in at Chandrapore. Your bungalow's been turned into a shop.
Turton's retired and Callendar's been given the push.
And Hamidullah sends his salaams.
It was he who told me you'd moved up here.
So I wrote, care of Godbole.
Why didn't you answer my letters?
You married my enemy, stole my money.
Aziz, I'm going to surprise you.
- What do you mean? - My wife is Mrs Moore's daughter.
- Stella? - Stella.
Miss Quested introduced us.
What a blunder.
- Where is she? - I left her at the guest house.
You'll meet her tomorrow. She mustn't do too much just now.
She is carrying your child?
So after all, your name will not die out.
"And Stella believes the evil of the Marabar has been wiped out,
and so do I."
"Dear Miss Quested,
tonight is the Festival of Light,
and I am writing this to ask you to forgive me."
"It has taken all this time for me to appreciate your courage."
"Because of you, I am happy here with my children instead of in prison."
"And because of you, I want to do kind actions all round."
"Richard and Stella left this morning."
"I do not think I will ever see them again."
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