Miles: It was only the wind, my dear.
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Miles: It was only the wind, my dear.
Mrs. Grose: A person ought to keep quiet about it. Miss Giddens: You must tell me. Mrs. Grose: Oh, miss, there's things I've seen I... I'm ashamed to say. Miss Giddens: Go on. Mrs. Grose: Rooms... used by daylight... as though they were dark woods. Miss Giddens: They didn't care that you saw them? And the children? Mrs. Grose: I can't say, miss. I... I don't know what the children saw. But they used to follow Quint and Miss Jessel, trailing along behind, hand in hand, whispering. There was too much whispering in this house, miss. Miss Giddens: Oh, yes, I can imagine. Yes, I can imagine what sort of things they whispered about. Quint, Miles. I can hear them together. Mrs. Grose: But there was nothing wrong in Master Miles wanting to be with Quint. Quint taught him to ride and took him walking. The poor lad needed someone to... Miss Giddens: To corrupt him? Mrs. Grose: But Master Miles is a good boy, miss. There's nothing wicked in him. Miss Giddens: Unless he's deceiving us. Unless they're both deceiving us. The innocents. Mrs. Grose: Innocents they are, miss. It's not fair. You have no right to accuse them of... Miss Giddens: Oh, forgive me, Mrs. Grose. I'm not accusing. I'm just trying to put it together, to understand. Tell me, were the children happy? Mrs. Grose: Oh, they seemed to be. The same as now. But sometimes I used to wonder if they really cared for them, those two... or if they weren't just using them. Miss Giddens: Using them? Mrs. Grose: Yes, of course they were... and still are.
Miss Giddens: But above anything else, I love the children.
Miss Giddens: Let's put away our books, and let's pretend it's Flora's birthday!
The Uncle: Miss Giddens, may I ask you a somewhat personal question? Do you have an imagination? Miss Giddens: Oh! Miss Giddens: Oh, yes, I can answer that. Yes. The Uncle: Good. Truth is very seldom understood by any but imaginative persons... and I want to be quite truthful.
Miles: Where are the servants? Miss Giddens: They've gone home. Miles: Oh. Did you send them, or did they take fright and run away? Miss Giddens: What do you mean? Miles: Well, you're afraid and perhaps you made them so.
Miles: I'm not a mind reader, my dear. I've told you that before. But I do sense things.
Miles: It's a bit sad, though, when people don't have time for you.
Miles: Now it's your turn to hide! Flora: Hurry! Run! Miss Giddens: Alright, where should I hide? Miles: Wherever you like, we'll count to 100.
Flora: Miss Giddens, can tortoises swim? Flora: I thought perhaps they couldn't.
