Straighten your left leg a little more.
Okay, that's it.
Straighten your posture.
Don't widen your shoulders so much.
Tilt your head a little.
Okay.
Okay, look over here.
Don't raise your chin.
Lower your shoulders a little.
That's too much.
Here we go.
Smile.
There.
Oh, it's very well taken.
Do we have to send this?
Your Grandaunt Nancy wrote to us, saying she would like to see your picture.
Grandaunt Nancy is my grandfather's younger sister, right?
She is.
She married into the Priest family and is living at Wyther Grange at present.
I'm sure she'll be pleased to see this picture.
It's not fair to have to use this picture.
This isn't how I am.
The picture does not lie.
Emily, have the picture sandwiched with cardboard and bring it to the post office.
Dear Grandaunt Nancy,
The picture I took recently doesn't really reflect me well,
so I'm sending you my portrait instead.
A friend drew this for me.
I'm only lending this portrait to you; it is not a gift.
I am very fond of this portrait, after all.
One summer day,
Emily was invited to Wyther Grange by Grandaunt Nancy.
Wyther Grange?
What have you done this time?
Nothing in particular.
Then why are you being called to Wyther Grange?
I'm not exactly being called.
You know, there are ghosts in that place.
Ghosts?
I also heard that Grandaunt Nancy is an awful crank,
and the person named Caroline, who lives with her, is a witch.
You're fibbing! Witches don't exist!
Am I?
You had better carry a horseshoe nail with you to ward off evil.
Should I?
They say the stone dog statue at the front door howls when night falls.
Emily is such a coward.
Ilse!
Emily, to avoid letting the witch get the better of you:
"Keep your head cool
and your heart warm," so goes the saying.
Cousin Jimmy, what are those?
Oh, that's Pampas Grass.
There's a pond called Priest Pond up on that plateau.
This is amazing! It's as if they were singing.
Are you going to write this into your journal?
Yes, certainly!
Then, I think you'll need this.
Cousin Jimmy!
I figured your current journal was about used up.
Thank you, Cousin Jimmy.
You can write all about Wyther Grange in it.
Yes.
You must be Emily from New Moon.
Nancy is waiting for you in the back parlour.
You can leave your luggage.
Walk this way.
Emily.
Yes!
By the way, horseshoe nails have no effect on me.
H-How did you know?
All the children that visit do the same thing.
Poor things. Their actions were futile.
Can you hear it?
Children who don't do as they're told will be trapped inside.
Sometimes, children vanish just like that.
I wonder where they went to.
Sometimes, you can even hear the cries of children.
Enter.
Maiden with brown, chestnut hair,
your auburn eyes are like the sun.
Your cheeks... Your cheeks beam as bright as the roses.
Are you Juliet's daughter?
Don't look so startled.
I won't give you a kiss if you behave as a good girl should.
I had to meet you in person after seeing your portrait.
Caroline, who do you think she resembles?
Let me see. She's doesn't look very Murray-ish.
She isn't as beautiful as the women of the Murray family.
That being said, neither does she look like a Starr.
Her father was rather handsome, was he not?
You're not as attractive as your portrait,
but then again, portraits and pictures were never trustworthy.
Your eyebrows resemble those of your grandfather, Hugh Murray.
He was very handsome, but also short-tempered-
Grandaunt Nancy!
Please!
I don't like being told who I do or do not resemble.
I look like myself, that's all.
I'm not fond of docile little girls.
But it seems you are no fool.
That's right, I am not.
Emily, I like you.
While you are here, you can write whatever you want.
You may speak your mind
and are free to do whatever pleases you.
I called you here so that you may enjoy yourself,
not to be disciplined.
Thank you, Grandaunt Nancy.
Caroline, have you noticed how lovely Emily's hands are?
They are as lovely as mine, back when I was a young girl.
And her elbows are so feline.
It's a shame that Dean is away.
I'm sure he would take a liking to you.
Dean?
Yes, Dean is a member of the Priest family.
He's the only man deserving to go to Heaven.
This will be your room until you return to New Moon.
Good night, Emily.
Nancy and I shall be sleeping in the library.
While everyone else is...
sleeping in the graveyard.
Help me...
A dream?
Good morning, Emily.
Did you sleep well?
I'm going home!
Going home? Don't be silly.
Call me silly if you must, but I'm going home!
You can't leave. There's no one to send you back.
If so, I shall walk back by myself!
You will stay here until I am prepared to release you, Emily.
I shall not tolerate the whims and fancies of anyone other than myself.
Now, sit down and eat your breakfast-
No! I'm leaving!
I refuse to spend another night with a ghost in that spooky room!
A ghost you say?
We don't keep any ghosts in Wyther Grange.
Ghosts aren't good for our health after all.
No, I'm certain there's something terrifying in that room!
There were rustling sounds coming from the wall
and I heard moans and crying voices!
I don't want to stay here!
Oh, dear. What a spot I'm in.
Emily, I accept the blame.
I should have informed you from the start.
Right, Caroline?
Yes, the Pink Room has been left empty for some time, after all.
Indeed, I had completely forgotten about it.
Swallows?
These were the voices you heard.
I should have told you earlier, so forgive me.
I never expected the ghost to be something this cute.
I'm sure Ilse would be surprised too.
Dear Father,
Grandaunt Nancy and Caroline are very kind to me
and they let me do whatever I want.
I'm very happy right now.
Oh my,
is this human food or swill for the pigs?
This food is good enough for a Priest.
It should be satisfactory for a Murray as well.
My, my.
Grandaunt Nancy and Caroline often exchange sharp and caustic remarks.
I think they're like Ilse and me.
This house is filled with many interesting artifacts.
I really enjoy looking at them.
That is a Jacobite glass.
It was brought over from Scotland by the ancestors of the Priests.
It's over two hundred years old.
Two hundred years.
It's a Priest family heirloom.
It is very valuable and fine artifact.
It's very precious to Nancy.
Looking at that gives me the chills,
but I don't feel at ease unless I look at it each day, to make sure it's there.
The item I like the most is...
It's called a gazing ball.
You can have it, Emily.
After I'm dead, of course.
Lilies... pearly white...
Lilies lifted pearly chalices,
where bees were drowned in sweetness.
This is the best phrase I've come up with yet!
This beach is a lovely place.
Wind woman!
I'm back.
It's a Priest family heirloom.
It's very precious to Nancy.
The best way to maintain good health is to eat your favourite foods.
Don't worry about your stomach.
You're just too negligent.
I put more thought into it than you do, at least.
Is that right?
Emily.
Emily!
What is it?
It's nothing.
I thought you were turning silly.
Grandaunt Nancy doesn't seem to have noticed that the Jacobite glass is broken.
If I keep quiet about it, maybe she won't notice until after I return to New Moon.
Only if I keep quiet...
If I keep quiet...
Enter.
Emily, what do you need at this late hour?
Umm... I...
Grandaunt Nancy, I-
Yesterday, I broke your Jacobite glass!
And I tried to hide it under the cabinet.
Oh, dear. Oh, dear.
I'm sorry for keeping quiet about it.
I was a coward!
You've done well, Emily.
I've thought about breaking that glass, every once in a while.
But I could never find the courage to do so.
All the other Priests want to acquire it, and are just waiting for me to die.
Now, that glass no longer belongs to anyone.
And since you're the one who broke it, they can't pin the blame on me.
I'm filled with glee.
Aren't you upset with me?
If that was a Murray heirloom, there would certainly be an uproar.
But the Priest family is only related by marriage.
This does nothing to damage pride of the Murrays.
A letter arrived for Emily.
It's from Ilse.
I wonder how everyone is doing.
Saucy Sal had kittens!
Dear Ilse,
I met a ghost at Wyther Grange.
I'm sure even you can't guess the ghost's true identity.
The person who rescued me when I fell off a cliff was extremely kind.
How wonderful it is to feel this way!
On the next episode of Emily of New Moon:
Summer Memories.
Watch for it!