visited Glamis Castle in Scotland.
And as I looked out
across the Highlands...
...I felt as if I had come home.
Your grandmother
had remarkable green eyes.
Every Howard woman has had green
eyes, except my mother and me.
How well do you remember
your mother?
Very well.
I loved her very much.
I can remember her face
smiling down at me,
and I can remember her voice
and her scent.
But mostly I remember Nana,
who raised me after my mother died.
That's beautiful.
It's a family heirloom,
in the Howard clan for generations.
It's supposed to symbolise
the Howard spirit.
Wherever they go, the shining light
to guide them through their fortune.
Nana always kept it lit.
I remember sitting here,
listening to ghost stories,
with only the candle burning.
- You should take it with you.
- I think I will.
- I'm going back to the ship.
- You don't have to leave.
I thought you'd like some time alone.
See you later.
Thanks.
Who's there?
What are you doing?
Get out of my house.
Don't be so high and mighty,
Beverly Howard Crusher.
I've spent more time here
than you have.
How do you know who I am?
I'm Ned Quint. I took care
of your grandmother's house.
Nana never mentioned you.
There's lots she didnae talk about.
Let me get rid of that candle.
Why?
It brought nothing
but misery to your grandmother.
Look, I don't know
what your relationship was,
but this is my house and my things.
That candle's been a curse
on your family for generations.
If you have any sense, you'll do away
with it. Give it to me.
This is a family heirloom.
I intend to keep it.
Would you please
get out of my house? Now!
Howard women,
always the same stubborn fools.
I wash my hands of it now.
You stay on in this house
and keep that damn candle.
I'll not be responsible
for what happens.
Get out.
The colony's aqueduct system
is functioning,
as are the communication relays.
We've been having tremors. Could
you check the seismic stabilisers?
Certainly.
You can't imagine afternoon tea
while the earth is shaking.
Governor, did you know you had a
fluctuation in your weather control?
No. Our weather control's
worked perfectly for 22 years.
I can't isolate the source,
but the fluctuation
seems to originate
from one of the substations
regulating humidity.
- Will this be a problem?
- Not yet.
But power-distribution patterns
are off by five percent.
I suggest we analyse weather patterns
to see if they are affected.
I am reading unusually high humidity
across the southern desert.
There is increasing cloud
above the northern coast,
possibly the formation
of a storm system.
Storm? It's the middle of summer.
We don't have rain now.
Let's correct this. I'll check out
the climatic-flow array.
I will run a diagnostic
on the thermal regulators.
- Don't worry. We'll keep you dry.
- I hope so.
There's a caber toss
tomorrow afternoon.
I'd hate to see it spoiled
by an unexpected downpour.
You wouldn't believe what I read
in my grandmother's journals.
She had a lover. Can you
believe that? Nana was 100 years old.
It seems that the Howard women
have vigorous libidos.
I certainly hope so.
I hope I can find a handsome young
man in his thirties when I'm 100.
- Thirties?
- Yes.
According to these journals, his name
is Ronin and he's 34 years old.
They met just after
my great-grandmother's death.
I think I saw him. A handsome man
tossed a camellia onto her grave.
But the strange thing is,
she never mentioned him
in her letters. Never once.
Yet it appears they spent
almost all their time together.
It's as if she led an entire life
that I knew nothing about.
It looks as if we'll be on Caldos
for a few days more.
This will be a good opportunity
to get her affairs in order.
Thank you.
Thirties.
Beverly.
You dreamt you were in bed
with someone?
Not exactly. I was in bed, but there
wasn't another person in my dream.
It was more like a presence.
- You said you felt a touch.
-