to the waving of the reeds...
...the tinkling sheep bells,
the voice of the shepherd boy...
...and the lowing of the cattle
in the distance.
She pictured to herself how she would
keep through all her riper years...
...the simple and loving heart
of her childhood...
...and how she would gather
about her other little children...
...and make their eyes bright and eager
with many a strange tale.
Perhaps even with a dream
of Wonderland."
- They're asleep.
- Good.
- What time is it, darling?
- Ten to 10.
Going to have your coffee now?
No. I think I'll have a little smoke first.
Anything you want from the house?
No, I don't think so.
I'm not going to risk my life
for your knitting needles again.
No. I've got them with me.
Fine barrage tonight, isn't it?
It gets better each time.
I can't hear any bombs, can you?
No.
I suppose they're saving them
for the aerodrome again.
Yes.
And the county hospital.
Well.
- My laundry come back?
- Tomorrow.
Tomorrow.
Oh, no, you don't.
You ought to patent that, Clem.
It saves us from suffocating.
- See this new idea?
- No. What is it?
The latest in gas detectors.
If there's any gas, the gauze turns green.
Does it stop the gas from coming in?
If you see this gauze change color...
...grab this, shut it with a bang
like that, see?
- Then what happens?
- Then we suffocate.
- Biscuit?
- Thank you.
Mrs. Miniver's best.
- Ada wasn't much good at coffee.
- She was awful.
Still, she was a good cook,
as good cooks go.
And as good cooks go,
she went.
Still, Ada will be a tower of strength
in the tank corps canteen.
Closer.
I wonder what Toby would do
if he lost that cat.
I daren't think.
I suppose that's the way
to be really happy.
Be with something
that you just can't live without.
Or someone.
Isn't that getting a little long?
Vin says they like them long
in the air force.
Isn't it nice they're getting back
for the flower show?
Yes, isn't it?
- Find out when their train arrives?
- 11:45, I think they said.
Good.
I am glad they went to Scotland for
the honeymoon. It's so beautiful.
Yeah.
That's a bomb.
They are going for the aerodrome again.
- Have you finished with this, darling?
- Yes.
It's a lovely story.
I wonder if Lewis Carroll ever dreamed
it would live forever.
- You know, it's the first story I read.
- Mine too.
Really?
"How she would keep
through all her riper years...
...the simple and loving heart
of her childhood...
...and how she would gather
about her little children...
...and make their eyes bright and eager
with many a strange tale."
"Perhaps even with the dream
of Wonderland of long ago.
And how she would feel
with all her simple sorrows...
...and find a pleasure
in all her simple joys...
...remembering her own child life
and the happy summer days."
The happy summer days.
Napoleon's all right, darling.
He's gone under there.
- Mommy?
- Yes, dear?
They nearly killed us this time,
didn't they?
It's all over, darling. It's all over now.
- Hello, Mother. Hello, Dad.
- Hello, darling.
How have you been?
We had a wonderful time.
Good-looking bride you've got, boy.
- Hello, Mother!
- Oh, my God.
- Good to see you again.
- Wonderful.
Carol, sweet.
- Don't I get a kiss?
- Certainly do.
- Did you enjoy yourselves?
- We had a lovely time.
We fished and rowed and sailed.
We had a lovely little cottage
and a Mrs. McLorry to cook for us.
How she cooked, and how we ate.
- Can I help you, Dad?
- No.
- Hello, Mr. Ballard.
- How do you do?
Morning, Ballard. I see you've entered
your rose in the flower show.
- It's a good rose.
- I haven't seen it yet.
I wager the best thing about it
is its name.
The Mrs. Miniver. That's you, my dear.
- You're coming to the flower show?
- All except Clem.
I'm afraid I can't. I'm on patrol duty.
You're missing a lot. Local talent.
Old Snope is playing his flute solo.
- I'll be there early.
- All right. Goodbye, dear.
Careful.
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