The Ghost and Mrs. Muir: Vintage Movie Classics
R. A. Dick
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The basis for Joseph L. Mankiewicz’s cinematic romance starring Gene Tierney and Rex Harrison.
Burdened by debt after her husband's death, Lucy Muir insists on moving into the very cheap Gull Cottage in the quaint seaside village of Whitecliff, despite multiple warnings that the house is haunted. Upon discovering the rumors to be true, the young widow ends up forming a special companionship with the ghost of handsome former sea captain Daniel Gregg. Through the struggles of supporting her children, seeking out romance from the wrong places, and working to publish the captain's story as a book, Blood and Swash, Lucy finds in her secret relationship with Captain Gregg a comfort and blossoming love she never could have predicted.
Originally published in 1945, made into a movie in 1947, and later adapted into a television sitcom in 1968, this romantic tale explores how love can develop without boundaries, both in this life and beyond.
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on the residuals, thus gaining her financial independence. Lucy is uncertain, but soon she pushes through her fear, and the captain dictates his memoir Blood and Swash, his life story, loaded with grit, daring, violence, and sex. Lucy types his story with a vengeance, kicking her old Victorian reticence to the curb, replacing it with the self-confidence of a writer who finds her industrious twentieth-century ambition. Lucy engages her subconscious mind to write the novel. Lucy is the writer, but
like the idea of sleeping in the same room as one eats.” Lucy did mind. She minded very much, and so did Anna. “She snores, mummy,” protested Anna, “and she makes the room smell of tooth-paste and cold cream, and she asks me problems in arithmetic while I’m dressing. It isn’t fair! Why does she have to be here when we were so happy without her?” Why, indeed, thought Lucy. The only one contented in her presence was Cyril, for Eva loved collections and so did he. Together they coursed the hills
‘I’m so fond of your sister-in-law, she’s such a sweet little thing’—I doubt if she would say so now.” “Who cares a damn what Lady Smythe thinks or doesn’t think?” roared the captain. “Go on, Lucy, tell her that.” “I really don’t mind very much what Lady Smythe says about me,” said Lucy. “I don’t mind what any one says about me,” she went on recklessly, “because most gossip is only the evil in people’s own minds coming to the surface.” “Splendid!” said the captain. “I didn’t know you had it in
“I mean that I love you and never want to be parted from you,” he interrupted quickly. Turning her head, she looked up at him. “Never?” she said. “You want us to be together for always?” “Forever,” he said, and kissed her. “Oh, Lucy, come home with me, come with me now, and never leave me.” “But there wouldn’t be room for the children in the cottage,” said Lucy. “The children!” he said in sudden anger. “You don’t love me. If you did you’d forget they existed. If you felt as I do there’d be
“and so thankful that you are going to settle down.” “Oh, I don’t suppose I’ll settle very down,” said Anna. “Bill loves the theatre, too, and he’s going to turn an old barn on his country place into a theatre, and we’re going to put on all the ballets and plays that no one else will accept and have lots of fun.” “Bill has money,” said Lucy. “Yes,” said Anna, “but that has nothing to do with Us—I’d have married him if he’d been a bus conductor, but it does make life more amusing—and you are