Cleo: Welcome. It's nice to see you after all this time, in spite of everything. Anika: It has been a long time. - So, is this where you live? Cleo: No, this is the guest house. We're not having any guests at the moment and I thought we'd be more private here than in the big house. Anika: You don't want your employer to know about me. Cleo: It's not like that. He thinks very highly of your late husband. The latter one, I mean. There's just always a lot of people around and I don't want anyone to disturb us. Anika: You're shorter than I remember. Cleo: I'm old. So are you, although you don't look like it. I guess that's another thing money can buy. Anika: What do you mean? Cleo: You exchanged your baby for the life of a very rich lady. Don't think I have forgotten. Anika: How dare you...?! Cleo: How? It's simple. I'm not your servant, haven't been for decades. I'd say we're equal now. Just two old ladies. Anika: You're still somebody's servant. Cleo: You mean Bibi's father? I call him master, because that's what I called his father before him, but he has no power over me. Servants as we knew them are a thing of the past, just like you and me. It's a different world now, and I'd say a much better one in many respects. Anika: Yes, it is a different world. I guess you've seen the TV show. Cleo: I have. And what a nicely polished story it was. I could tell a bit different one. - Callie's a very pretty girl. I wish I could have known her mother. Anika: Could we not talk about her? Cleo: So you are capable of feeling guilt. You had none then. Anika: You know I loved Francis. Cleo: I know. I just didn't understand how far you were ready to go. I would never have left with you, if I had known. Although, I would have had to leave the house anyway. Soon after you and I left, all feline staff was let go. Anika: I didn't know. Cleo: More of your doing, I'm afraid. As you know, James, the eldest son, got the house. He had had enough of felines. I hear his son Charles is as bad as his father, if not even worse. Anika: Charles? It can't be... I thought he looked familiar, but... Cleo: If you're thinking of the father of that boy who behaved improperly with his stepmother and caused the very entertaining divorce trial, you're correct. Anika: No. Cleo: Yes, he's your first husband's grandson. Not that you could find your name anywhere in the family history. You were... erased. Actually, you helped a lot by disappearing from publicity when you stopped racing. Anika: How do you know all this? Cleo: I had friends in the house, non-feline friends. Servants always gossiped, you know. Cleo: Maybe we shouldn't talk about the past. The present seems so much more pleasant. I heard that you had another daughter, who married an outsider, and she had two daughters, one of whom married an outsider. I'm starting to think it's in the genes. Anika: Don't. Cleo: All right. What would be safe to talk about? How about Bea? She's a very nice little girl and I hear she has two sisters. Can't have been easy for you to come to terms with your granddaughter's family. Anika: Why did you invite me here? Cleo: I wanted to see you. There are so few left who remember the past. Anika: Maybe it's better that way. Cleo: Could be. I met a very odd looking young man who was most interested in the past. I think his name was Chester. Big brother of one of Bibi's friends. His grandma seems to remember something. Anika: What did you tell him? Cleo: That I made a promise a long time ago and I had no intention of breaking it even now. Anika: Thank you. Cleo: So, why only one daughter? I know you weren't that keen on children, but usually men want a son. Anika: This is getting much too personal. Maybe I should ask you why you never married. Cleo: But I did, it just didn't last. He became a fighter pilot and got killed in the war. Still, we were married long enough for me to find out I couldn't have children, so I became a nanny. Anika: I'm sure you were a good one. Cleo: Still am. At least the master thinks so. He and his sisters think of me as a member of the family. Cleo: So? How about you? Anika: All right. The doctors said another pregnancy might not be safe. Cleo: They were fond of those diagnoses in those days, weren't they? Instead of saying "we don't know how to deal with this" they just told us not to get pregnant. Well, to me they said I couldn't, which probably was true, considering the medical knowledge of the time. Nowadays it would be quite a different story with IVF and all that. Still, I can't complain, I've got Bibi to look after. I'm really glad she met Bea. Those two are such good friends and as they both have a pedigree, there are no hidden motives, which are usually a concern. - I would like to meet them. Anika: Who? Cleo: Callie and her son, and Bea's family, of course. Anika: They're not actually her family. Her mother is in... Cleo: I know where she is. The background checks, you see. Anika: Background checks? Are you saying...? Cleo: Master wouldn't let Bibi visit people he hadn't got checked beforehand. Cleo: Don't worry, it wasn't a very extensive check, just to make sure Kitty and Riddick are who they say they are. Anika: That's outrageous! Cleo: No, it isn't. You should know how these things work. This family is richer than you would imagine, although very few know the truth about it. - So, do you have anything against me meeting them? Anika: It's a free country.