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I've tried, sweetheart

but he's not going to budge on this one.

But Mother, I've worked awfully hard this term.

Please ask Daddy not to stop my pocket money.

I'm sorry.

Imagine what it will look to the other girls

if I can't afford to buy treats in the village?

He says I'm too soft on you.

- He's taking matters into his own... - Mother, I must dash.

Please tell Daddy I intend to do all I can to make him proud of me.

That's right, darling. Make us proud.

- Bye, Mother. - Bye bye.

Studious young ladies do not have time

for morning telephone calls, Gwendoline.

I am sorry, Mam'zelle, but it was an important family matter.

The Summit of Love. A play about Lady Jane Malory?

How exciting.

You're Georgina Thomas, aren't you?

I'm Gwendoline Mary Lacey.

- Pleased to meet you. - Charmed.

- Are you acting in this? - Directing, actually.

Of course. A far more important role for a sixth former like yourself.

Miss Grayling practically begged me to put this on for Open Day.

It's going to be spectacular.

Georgina? Could I read for a part?

I'd really love to work with you, and I'd do anything to help.

Auditions are at two this afternoon.

Be a darling and put one of these up for me in your common room, please.

This is what Mr Parker was talking about.

Anyone know who's directing?

Georgina Thomas. I heard she's quite the talent.

It says here to audition in pairs.

One as Lady Jane and the other as Highwayman Jack.

What fun.

So, who wants to be my Jack?

- Alicia, would you like to pair up? - Why I'd love to Jean, thank you.

Irene?

Oh, as it happens, Georgina asked me to do the music.

So not me. Sorry.

How about it, Ellen?

You're better off with someone else. I've never acted before.

Sorry, Gwen.

- Sally, will you audition with me? - I get stage fright.

- Sorry. - Darrell

you'd make a smashing Highwayman. You're already so boyish.

Things are so difficult for me at home at the moment.

I'm desperate to impress my parents, and this is such a great opportunity.

All right, all right, I'll do it.

Marvellous. Auditions are at two.

We'll have to practise beforehand, so see you in the dorm at break.

"I love you, my dearest.

With all of my heart, I bury our future

too soon we must part.

My wealth I'll abandon. My father I'll cross.

It's you that I win, so I count it no loss."

Goodness Mr Parker. Did you really write that?

I wrote the play

but that is the poem Lady Jane sent to her lover, Highwayman Jack.

It's from her diary, only discovered last year.

Miss Grayling kindly allowed me access.

What happened to Jack, Mr Parker?

It's rather tragic, actually.

Lady Jane was to elope with Jack

and planned to live off the proceeds of her precious jewels.

However, they both perished on the cliff one fateful night.

And what's happened to Lady Jane's jewels?

Well, legend has it she hid them in the grounds of Malory Towers.

She and Jack were to collect them on the night they eloped.

But when their bodies were discovered

there was no sign of the jewels.

So, they're still here? Hidden on the grounds?

Don't get any ideas, Darrell.

I understand numerous searches have been made over the years.

It always ends in failure.

Sally and I have some prep to finish.

Can we be excused, Mr Parker?

I have work to catch up on too.

Ellen, I'd like you to make some copies of the script please.

Of course, Mr Parker.

Irene. I'd like you to compose some music

to these lyrics I've written for the play.

A love song, Mr Parker?

Well, yes

and these lyrics express how Jack feels about Lady Jane.

Anyway, I've written this note to excuse you from French later

so you can work on the song.

"My love, you are wild like the vast crashing sea.

My love, you are strong like the stone towers o'er me..."

- How romantic. - How romantic.

If only she could tell us where the jewels were hidden.

Do you really think they're worth enough

- to save the school from closing? - Definitely.

We're not the first to look, though.

If they existed, surely they'd be found by now.

But Mr Parker said that the diary was only discovered last year.

So, there must be lots of new clues.

It's our new mission. We are treasure-seekers.

Someone say "treasure"?

- Oh, we... - Let's do it!

A proper treasure hunt.

Oh, Mother would be chuffed if we found it

she searched for years when she was here!

To be honest

we're snowed under with prep and auditions...

I'm not. I could go read the diary right away.

Come on, Darrell, what happened to you?

- We used to have such a jolly time. - I want to.

- But I... I can't. - You can.

You're not Head of Form.

You'd have so much more fun with me.

Can we really not tell her? I feel awful.

So do I, but we can't.

Because we'd have to tell her about the school closing

and much as I love Alicia, she can't keep a secret.

And it's not our secret to tell. I know.

Oh, bonjour Irene. You are early. It's good to see you so eager.

Sorry, Mam'zelle.

Mr Parker excused me from your lesson later.

Oh, and he asked me to give you this.

Au revoir, Mam'zelle.

"If our plans go aw-ree."

For the hundredth time, Darrell, it's "a-rye".

Rhyming with "sky".

Meaning "to go off course", or "go wrong"

- Remember? - Sorry, Gwen.

It's just we've been practising for ages now.

All right. I could do with a break too.

Let's resume after lunch.

You have to read Lady Jane's diary.

Come here. It's amazing.

And chock full of letters from Lady Jane to Jack.

In fact I swiped this.

I can't make sense of it, but perhaps you girls will.

"To Jack, in the event of my demise..."

"From where I sit up on my stool

I cast my gaze upon the school.

Look closer. 'Tis not I that hides

the gem you seek. Just look inside

my ancient father's wooden frame

the path towards your prize to claim."

Is this one of Lady Jane's poems?

Whatever it is, it's definitely a clue.

Thank you so much, Alicia.

Keep it safe, though. We'll have to return it to the diary

before Miss Grayling finds out it's gone.

Alicia's being so helpful.

If we find the treasure, we can confess to her later.

Oh, no...

This is Mr Parker's note to Mam'zelle.

- So? - So, I gave her

his song lyrics instead.

Is that a problem? It's just a song.

"My love, you are wild like the vast crashing sea.

My love."

Oh, Jean. It rather reads like a declaration of love.

She probably hasn't even read it yet.

And if she does, I'm sure she won't take it like that.

Make a start on the music

and collect the song lyrics from Mam'zelle

at the end of the class.

It'll be fine.

Mam'zelle

the note I gave you from Mr Parker...

Ah, oui, I have my reply waiting.

Perhaps you could give him this?

The thing is, I think it might be...

Might be what?

Might be a beautiful day out there.

I'll deliver this and go straight out and enjoy it.

We're not getting anywhere, are we?

"Look closer. 'Tis not I that hides the gems you seek. Just look inside

my ancient father's wooden frame."

- An ancient father might be what? - A grandfather?

How about a grandfather clock.

"My ancient father's wooden frame

the path towards your prize to claim."

No way.

Darrell...

It's a map of the school grounds.

- Come on, let's go. - Wait, wait.

Don't you have an audition?

Curses. Never mind. We'll go as soon as it's over.

Run for your lives.

Jean, Mam'zelle already read the note.

She gave me this to give to Mr Parker personally.

Oh, dear...

What if she's written a love note back?

Maybe I should read it, just to make certain.

- You can't do that. It's private. - I know, but...

Just the first sentence.

We'll know right away if it's a love note or not.

"At last we can finally express our true feelings

- for one another" - I think we've read enough.

He's going to be here any minute.

What do I do, Jean? Do I give him this, or...

So, let's hear what you've done then, Irene.

Irene

I'm fairly certain this is Greensleeves.

No, it isn't.

Right, so it is. Sorry.

Irene, can you explain why you haven't managed

to come up with anything when you've had the whole morning?

I'm so sorry, Mr Parker

I couldn't think straight earlier because I made a...

How do I put this?

Spit it out.

Never mind. Mam'zelle gave me this to give to you.

Heavens to Betsy.

Thank you.

Well done.

Up next is our last pair, Gwen and Darrell.

Break a leg, Gwen.

Where is she?

Where is Darrell?

I saw them going off with the sword.

Wait, I'm here, sorry. Sorry.

I'm so sorry, Gwen. I lost track of time.

All you have to do is say your line, then I'll do my part.

Jack, must it be tonight?

We cannot delay a moment too long.

But if the worst should happen, if our plans go wrong.

That's not my cue! It's "awry", remember?

And now I've lost my place.

If we are to fail and tonight is our last night on this Earth.

Even if we are to fail

and tonight is our last on this Earth

I shall go to my grave knowing what it meant to be loved.

Gwen, very good except where you lost track.

- It... It wasn't me who... - Darrell

please don't prompt unless directed to do so

but could you read that last line for me again, please?

But they're Lady Jane's lines?

I know. I'd like you to read Lady Jane.

Even if we are to fail

and tonight is our last on this Earth

I shall go to my grave knowing what it meant to be loved.

- Well done, Darrell. - Well done, Darrell.

Thank you, Darrell.

And thank you everyone for your efforts.

I'll be announcing the roles later today.

You're sure this is where they went?

Definitely.

They're probably in there talking about the notes now.

What can you see?

Mr Parker is at Mam'zelle's desk.

- She looks a little... - What? A little what?

I don't know. She's laughing, and he looks embarrassed.

She just nudged him. What does that mean?

Oh, no, quick!

(French) What's going on here?

There's nothing here, Darrell. We should be getting back.

Just a couple more minutes.

But we'll be in awful trouble.

Oh, my goodness. This could be it!

It is. It's the treasure!

Well, open it then.

Maybe it's one of Lady Jane's poems? Or another riddle?

"The rose is red, the violet is blue, there is no treasure

and the joke is on you..."

Gotcha!

This has to go down in Malory Towers history

as the best prank ever.

- A prank? - But what about the riddle?

"From where I sit upon my stool

I cast my gaze upon the school."

There was no school back then.

But the treasure map?

My handiwork.

And that chest you're holding is from the drama cupboard.

What's the matter with you two? Why are you being such bad sports?

I'm sorry. I suppose it is rather funny.

Doing a spot of gardening, girls?

Not exactly, we were just...

May I?

Very good.

Who made this?

Alicia, you may now add cartography

to your extra-curricular achievements.

You know when I lived here on the grounds as a girl

I too spent many days looking for Lady Jane's jewels.

I was most tenacious.

I'm sorry to disappoint, but there is no treasure.

And you certainly won't find anything in that diary.

Trust me, I've studied it thoroughly.

Now

please

fill in these holes before you come in for tea.

I... I can do this. Catch you up later.

You two girls are in terrible trouble. Terrible.

I'm so sorry, Mam'zelle. It was all the most awful mistake.

The thing is, Irene misplaced the note

and gave Mam'zelle the song lyrics instead.

And we were worried that you thought he meant it.

Why would you imagine that I thought he meant it?

Well, we...

The confusion with the song lyrics is not the reason you are in trouble.

You read my private letter to Mr Parker, did you not?

- Yes, but... - No.

I did. It wasn't Jean.

Well, at least we know you only read the opening sentence.

What do you mean?

"At last we can finally express our true feelings for one another.

Pardonnez-moi, Monsieur Parker.

I am having some fun with these girls.

Let us see if they read my letter."

It was a trick?

I can't believe you teachers pranked us?

You should never ever read a person's private correspondence.

- I'm so sorry, Mr Parker - No, Mr Parker.

You are dismissed.

Well, I think they've learnt a very serious lesson today.

Their little faces when they walked in here.

And now I understand why the girls, they play these tricks. It's...

The feeling, it is... it is...

(French) Goodness! It is extraordinary!

Gwen.

Gwen.

If you've come to gloat, Darrell Rivers.

About what? Why... why would I?

"The Summit of Love cast. Lady Jane Malory to...

be played by Darrell Rivers."

But I... I was only auditioning to help you out. I...

I didn't mean to get any part, let alone Lady Jane.

What part did you get?

I'm not in it. She didn't cast me at all.

It's... it's just a play, Gwen.

It might just be a play to you

but I needed Mother to see me as Lady Jane.

If you knew what it was like for me at home right now.

Mother's really tense because of Daddy, and...

and they're both taking it out on me.

What's up with your father?

I know when my mother was very ill, it affected Daddy.

He even got short-tempered with me.

Is your father not very well?

What? What do you mean?

You said your mother was tense because of your father?

Yes. Yes she is.

You can confide in me, Gwen. It's good to share. It helps.

Well, it's what you just said.

Daddy isn't very well at all.

You poor thing. This must be awful for you.

Well, maybe there's a way I can help.

Well, if it isn't the star of my show.

Yes, about that.

I'm afraid I can't accept the role.

But that's terribly disappointing.

Can I ask why?

It clashes with my other school commitments.

It is disappointing and I'm really torn

but I do know someone perfect for the role.

- Gwen. - Gwen?

Gwen couldn't remember her line for one scene

let alone the whole play.

I know she stumbled in her audition, but that was my fault

I fed her the wrong line.

She's good. Really, she is, and she does so look the part.

- Would you reconsider? - Well...

She does have some stage presence.

Sally?

I'm sorry you didn't find the prank terribly funny.

I just wanted to cheer you both up.

You're so stuffy and serious these days.

It feels like the pair of you are keeping things from me.

We're not.

Don't worry, Alicia. It's all fine.

It doesn't feel fine. Why can't you just be honest with me?

You two never include me anymore.

You're both here.

Obviously, as you know

Darrell isn't able to be involved in the play, Gwen...

Due to other school commitments I didn't have a choice.

So, I had to decide at short notice on another actress for the part.

Lady Jane will now be played by...

Me.

But how can you play the lead role and direct?

Well, it's very fashionable

look at Larry Olivier in Henry V.

But Darrell isn't the only girl to have a change of heart.

So, there is another part going begging.

Gwen, I've been thinking. You'd make a rather splendid Jack.

- Are you interested? - Jack? But...

but he's a man?

Mother would have palpitations at my wearing trousers.

Well, you can tell Mother it's also a plum role.

You'll shine in the part.

So are you in?

Of course.

So, here's your script.

And at the bottom is your rehearsal schedule.

Rehearsals every day for the next two weeks?

See you at rehearsal.

I had no idea Georgina would do that. I'm so sorry.

But I'm sure it would still make your father happy

seeing you up on stage, when he's not feeling well.

Just don't say a word to anyone about my father's illness.

It's a very sensitive matter.

Of course, Gwen. I won't tell a soul.