Gwen

Is that a giggle I hear?

Are you over here?

Mari?

Where'd you go?

-You're around here somewhere. -

You should move on now, girls.

It's getting late.

What happened to them?

Cholera.

The whole family.

Come on, now.

You shouldn't loiter here.

Yes, Doctor.

Bless us, 0 Lord, and for these gifts

which we are about to receive.

May we pray that you welcome our neighbours,

who join you now.

We pray, too, for our dad.

Keep him from harm away in the fighting

We ask you for his safe return,

so he mayjoin us and share in your bounty together.

May the Lord make us truly thankful.

Amen.

Amen.

This is burnt.

Sorry.

You were late home.

I had to see to the animals myself.

And now you've ruined our supper.

l-- I didn't mean to.

Go and get some potatoes from the pantry.

J‘ Go to sleep my pretty one J‘

J‘ Go to sleep my pretty one J‘

J‘ Go to sleep my pretty one J‘

J‘ You'll sleep until the morning J‘

J‘ You'll sleep until the morning J‘

J‘ Having closed and locked the door J‘

J‘ Having closed and locked the door J‘

J‘ Having closed and locked the door J‘

J‘ You'll sleep until the morning J‘

J‘ You'll sleep until the morning J‘

I miss Dad.

Me too.

Sleep now.

Mam.

- -Mam?

Mam, are you awake? I think there's someone outside.

Who's out here?

Go and find your sister.

We should be leaving.

Last night I heard something.

What did you hear?

I think there was someone outside in the fields.

I'm sure there's nothing to worry about.

Go on.

Whooshl Whooshl Whooshl

You'll filthy your clothes. Put her down.

Sorry, Mam.

Come on.

Gwen.

[Minister Bowen speaking in Welsh] Let us pray,

thanks to God.

Dear Lord...

we are thankful for the good things that have come to us.

We may not only till the fields, for we are busy all year...

whether in the quarries or the mills.

Our achievements have been both great and small,

but all are of value...

and we thank you, God, for them.

We thank you for the bounty you gave us within the hill...

so we could earn our way in your mercy.

We thank you for the quarries that deliver us our bread.

And we thank you for the brave men

who work them in the dark so we can have light.

The light of Jesus Christ.

The light that protects us from the dark evil around us,

guards us from the devil and his diseases.

His temptation...

and his sin.

We pray also...

for our husbands and sons away at war,

may your love reach out to them...

and guide them to justice and a safe return.

Merciful Father,

accept these prayers for the sake of your Son,

our Saviour, Jesus Christ.

-Amen. - Amen.

Madam...

may I have a word?

Walk ahead, girls.

l'lI catch up.

Go on.

Good to see you in chapel this morning.

I wanted to speak to you

regarding a very delicate matter...

That Mr Wynne.

He '8 from the quarry, isn't he?

Yes.

You would never sell the farm.

This is our home.

And it's your dad's home.

Are your feet cold?

Maybe I could warm them up a bit.

Should I warm you up? Should I warm you up?

-Should I warm you up? -

Over here, there's got to be a tickle spot somewhere.

- -Have you got ticklish feet?

Ticklish feet. Tickle, tickle, tickle.

- -

Burn them.

But what about their skin?

Can't-- Can't we at least rescue them?

They're worthless.

Start a fire!

- -

- -

What are you doing here?

Their-- Their sheep were killed too.

Like ours, I wanted to see--

Come away now.

Bu-- But, Mam--

No, Gwen. We're leaving.

How dare you come here?

People died here and you-- you--

you just wander straight in without thinking.

I know people died here

and their sheep were killed like ours.

-| just wanted to see-- -Enough, Gwen. We're leaving.

Dad would listen to me.

You'll go home...

you'll get on with your duties...

and you will not come back here.

- -

Go in.

Go on, you're dry.

Gwen, come here.

I can dry myself.

-Come here. -l'm fine.

Gwen.

- -

- -Mam?

- -Mam!

Go to bed and let her rest.

[Gwen continues breathing shakily]

Yes?

Do you want me to help you get ready?

I can manage.

Perhaps we don't have to go to chapel today?

-You could rest. -No, we are going.

-But, Mam-- -Go and get ready.

Do as I say.

-Wou|dn't you better to rest? -We are going.

To wait? But Mam, you really should--

Will you just do as I say?

[congregation singing Welsh hymn]