left him...
and I knew she meant it.
So...
I lit out of there.
Landed at Nine Gables.
But I miss him so.
Does he know where you are?
No.
No, and he never will.
Why?
Because look at me.
I'm a maid...
just like my mother
and her mother before her...
cleaning up after other people.
Michael Patrick Ennis III...
needs a lady...
just as he's a gentleman.
Sally, shame on you.
Do you know anything
about his grandfather...
Michael Patrick Ennis the First?
No.
When he first landed
in this country...
he was nothing but
an ordinary hod carrier...
lugging mortar and bricks.
It's true.
The name Ennis means
money and power today...
but what did
it mean originally?
Somebody from the town
of Ennis in Ireland.
That's all.
Now, my advice to you,
young lady...
is to start thinking
of yourself as somebody...
somebody
special and wonderful...
because you are, you know.
And if Michael Patrick Ennis III
doesn't share that opinion...
then to hell with him.
But he does.
That's part of the problem.
He thinks I'm better than I am.
You're good enough for anybody
just as you are.
Now go back to Boston...
and tell Michael Patrick
Ennis III that I said so.
Well, I just might.
You're a wonderful girl, Sally.
You're not so bad yourself.
This way, sir.
North.
What's happened to Elspeth?
Another attack of the migraine,
the worst ever.
- Where is she?
- This way.
North... it's very good
of you to come...
particularly in light
of our last meeting.
Madame, you're putting your
daughter in the gravest danger.
Mr. North,
thank heaven you're here.
Skeel,
it's either him or me.
If you intend to let this man
even see your daughter...
I withdraw from the case.
Dr. McPherson,
your car is waiting.
The poor girl, Mr. North,
she's blind with pain.
Dr. McPherson tried everything,
but nothing has helped.
Elspeth believes that
only you can help her.
Please, North, do...
whatever you can.
Elspeth, dear.
Mr. North has come to see you.
I knew you'd come.
Your mother tells me
you're in a great deal of pain.
Yes... but it's not
what they think.
I know it's not.
Dr. McPherson thinks
she may have a brain tumor.
He wants to send her to Boston
for an operation.
I won't go. I won't.
No, no, no. It's OK.
Please help me.
Please help me, Mr. North.
I know you can.
Of course.
There you go.
First afternoon, half an hour.
Second afternoon, 45 minutes.
I'm free, Theophilus. Free.
That's fine, sir.
I'm very happy for you.
Fine? Fine?
I've been a prisoner in
my own house for eight years.
To get out like this, it's...
it's far more than fine.
I've decided to buy Whitehall
and its surrounding 50 acres.
I plan to build
an academy of philosophy...
sort of an Athens by the sea.
I shall invite
the great philosophers...
from all over the world.
To come and lecture here, sir?
To come and live here,
each in his own house.
I'd have to build them,
of course.
To lecture or not,
as they please.
To teach or not, as they please.
Newport will be like
a lighthouse on a high hill...
A Pharos of the mind...
a safe harbor for
higher intellectual thoughts.
There is so much to be done.
Mr. North?
You have visitors, Mr. North.
A lot of them.
Really?
That's him!
That's Theophilus North.
Hello, Mr. North.
I suffer from rheumatism
something terrible.
Mr. North, I know
you cured Elspeth Skeel.
I know you can cure me.
I'm losing my hair.
Help me. Please.
Ladies, gentlemen,
I'm not a doctor.
I don't know the first thing
about what ails you.
You'll have to consult
your own doctor.
I'd rather pay you
than some old sawbones.
I don't want your money.
Please. This is the Young Men's
Christian Association.
It is not a tent meeting.
I know. He's right.
You have to leave.
It's true.
It's true!
I felt it like lightning.
I'm cured!
No.
I haven't been able to move
these fingers in years!
Hallelujah!
You cannot hold
your unholy devotions in here.
Get these people