Summary
In the hushed parlors of a wind-battered parish rectory, a taciturn drifter—calloused hands, eyes that have memorized every back-alley indignity—accepts a post as manservant to a curate whose silk cassock still smells of the sweatshop he refuses to acknowledge. The cleric, raised in a slate-roofed tenement now erased from family lore, clings to the illusion of gentle birth, while the new hire—whose blood carries the same soot—wears his own ignominy like a second skin. Between them, a brittle choreography of polishing silver, laundering surplices, and reciting liturgies becomes a slow-motion duel: every folded napkin a gauntlet, every murmured grace a blade. The curate’s spinster sister, a woman who has weaponized charity, circles like a carrion crow; a waifish housemaid with a clandestine lexicon of bruises trades secrets for candle stubs; and a missionary returned from colonial failure hoards hypocrisy in tea tins. When a flood-browned letter surfaces—ink bleeding proof of the curate’s true parentage—the rectory’s cracked façade trembles. Servant and master, once mirror-images split by caprice of class, face a reckoning staged in flickering tallow: will the curate publicly shred the parchment, or will the servant, exhausted by the farce, ignite it and watch the lie curl into ember? Their final tableau, half-Last-Supper, half-standoff, suspends the household between absolution and mutiny, leaving the scent of smoke clinging to the crucifix like cheap incense.
Synopsis
A man goes to work at a curate's house who is in denial about his poor social background.
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