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Think of the one you yearn for while walking backward eating a four -leaf

clover. You'll make that person fall in love with you. You can't find clover in

the wintertime, and that's exactly the season one wants to be in love.

What about this one?

Caress the forelock of a black horse, and the next unmarried man you shake

with will be your betrothed.

Avoid crossing paths with... And the unsavory. Those girls are still talking

about romance and love.

So you see, Sarah, maybe we don't need love potions. A woman's wild can win her

any man.

Then why are you making me read this ridiculous article on how to find your

perfect beau?

My fault.

Felix, give back that magazine before I knock the stuffing out of you. Try to

catch me if you want it. Just have two sticks together and you'll dream of the

one you love.

Felix!

If I don't get my hands on another copy of every girl's calendar, my life will

be over.

That Felix is going to pay dearly. Somehow, Felicity, I can't quite share

scope of your tragedy. Well, you're not the one being embarrassed by those

dreadful children.

You didn't go so overboard in your search for the perfect romance.

Felicity!

Hold on.

Yes, hello.

Sarah?

I suppose I should go and check on those poor little piglets.

Oh, you having a problem with that old sow?

She won't nurse her brood.

Oh, maybe I can help.

Gus, that would be wonderful.

Arthur.

Felicity. It's awfully nice to see you here.

So, she's pretty bad, is she, Mrs. King?

Oh, Gus.

I'm afraid if she doesn't start to nurse soon, the whole letter's going to die.

I wish Alec were here.

Well, I heard if you bring a dog into the barn, that gets the child protected

and she starts acting like a mother again.

Now, that's a clever idea.

Well, I wouldn't do that, Mrs. King.

A brood sow could take it in her head to kill Digger and there'd be no way to

stop her.

Well, Peg Farmer, who we deal with at the hotel, told me that, Truck.

Well, curing hams is not the same as curing pig.

Now, they don't devote much time to twine in class.

Besides, horses are my special interest.

But if you know something about animal physiology, sometimes you can

encourage them to turn on the machinery.

Very ingenious.

I'll come back and check her in a few hours but I'd say she'll start nursing

sooner than that.

I think the piglets will be just fine.

Got the salad and milk?

If I gave the right innards a little nudge.

We'll see soon enough, huh?

Arthur knows a lot about pigs.

He should. He lives with one.

Do we?

Come on.

Let's go take a look at your cousin.

Arthur, I can't thank you enough for coming on such short notice. Are you

you won't stay for tea?

Oh, yes.

Please.

Another time, perhaps.

Thank you, Arthur.

I will... I say, we'll look forward to returning the favor.

Nothing, really. I'm very interested in helping in the community while I'm here.

Come on.

Let's go.

Bye now.

Listen to this one.

Hang your shoes out the window and you'll dream of your love.

Who could believe that?

We could test it.

That's a great idea.

This one's perfect.

Offer your prospective beau a drink containing a teaspoon of your own

toenails. Yuck.

Who's the prospective beau?

Gus Pike.

And Arthur.

I'll get the toenails. We'll put them in some cups of tea or something.

Then we'll sit back and watch all the fun happen.

All chores must be completed before playtime. Arthur, under your

supervision, your brother and sister will perform their required end -of -the

-week tasks.

You know what the children will take for breakfast in my absence.

Your lack of response is either a lack of interest or a lack of respect, or

both. Which?

Young man, I'm charged with leading a family. A family.

A family.

Not a military regiment.

Here.

Saturday's schedule.

Laundry.

Cleaning the chimney, stove and ovens, kitchen floor, individual rooms, of

course, and rugs as deemed necessary.

Check the stores for firewood. I like to maintain a two -week supply.

I've drawn up hourly guidelines to assist you. Should you need any

please call upon Miss King.

Father, I'm perfectly capable of functioning without any assistance.

Father, can you get us our own copy of A Tale of Two Cities?

Yes, Father, do. I'd like to get the chapters in about the guillotine before

rest of the class.

Perhaps I shall.

You will perform your required tasks in my absence. Yes, sir.

No clothes, though, please.

Luggage.

What are you doing?

Being in charge.

Father won't like it.

Father's not here.

We're following behind schedule.

I'm not on any kind of schedule.

Those go in the soaking pile. I'm not going to soak them beforehand. I'm going

to use borax on them afterwards.

But Father said... It doesn't always have to be what Father says.

You two hang on his every word.

I've been living in Toronto for two years now, and let me just tell you,

seen some new ways of doing things.

People are free to choose whatever course of action they want. Hallelujah!

Morgan! Morgan, my bloomer!

Morgan! You're thinking about Gus again, aren't you?

No, as a matter of fact, I wasn't.

All you think about anymore is boys.

Men, sir, if you don't mind. And I think of lots of other things.

Like clothes.

To enhance your looks for men.

I think about literature.

Ways to attract men.

The future of marriage.

Men, men, men.

Look at him.

He's so helpless.

Well, that's hardly a strong recommendation.

Besides, he's one of the most capable young men we know.

It's true, isn't it?

Sarah, I honestly sense that Arthur needs me. I'm sorry, but you and I can

the general store anytime.

Felicity, I've completely rearranged my day around you.

Sarah, he saved our pig.

We're indebted to him.

Besides, it's the neighborly thing to do.

Felicity. What?

Sometimes I think you were buttoning up your boots when the Lord handed out

brains. Haven't you forgotten about someone?

What do you mean?

Don't be so thick.

Gus, you still like him, don't you? Of course I do.

But why can't I like Arthur, too?

It's called having your pie and eating it too.

Sarah, do I have to remind you that in the recent past I lied for you?

Particularly in that sordid affair involving Marshal Zack Morgan.

Now, I've improved your fashion sense and given you the benefit of my

experience. The least you can do is try and see my point of view.

All right.

But I know you're not going to want to hear this, but I think you're making a

mistake.

Oh, Sarah.

Since you're going into the store anyway, would you mind picking me up a

copy of Every Girl's Calendar?

Arthur Pettibone, you need a woman's able hand.

Get off me! I'll teach you to steal my bloomer. I can't breathe!

Shut it up before!

Here's yours.

Good.

Arthur deserves this.

Sure hope it works.

It's twisted.

Don't move your end. I'll move mine.

Do you believe in destiny, Felicity?

In the ancient belief that each soul is destined to find its match in another?

Please, come inside.

We'll talk some more.

Oh, what's that you're buying there?

Every girl's calendar.

It's for Felicity.

I'm meeting the Crimson agent.

Be here with you?

She's busy.

She's not really herself today.

I was going to drop by the King Farm later anyway.

Why don't I just drop this off for you then?

No.

I mean, she's not really feeling well today. She doesn't really want to see

anybody.

I'm sure anyone doesn't include me.

Sid,

wouldn't you mind reading up on this article?

How to find your perfect bull.

Seems hunting season's open, huh?

Look at Dink up, and how are you?

Oh, fair to meddling.

The air is so fresh, just can't stop breathing it in long and deep.

Thought I'd come by and see if Flissy wanted to share the air.

Oh, God, I'm sure Flissy would love to share the air with you, but she's not

Well, Sarah said she was in, but just wasn't seeing anyone.

Well, the last time I saw Felicity, she was with Sarah, headed toward the

general store.

Sarah was there alone.

Well, my guess is they're together over at Rose College. You know, adolescent

girls, they're scheming.

The man I wanted to see.

Felix, don't have the time. Just take a sip of this.

It's something new I made all by myself.

If I'd mentioned it to Pierre at the hotel.

What do you think?

Good, real good. Gotta go.

Have you seen Felicity?

No.

looking for her.

Where is she, Sarah?

At Arthur's.

At his house?

I just didn't think it was the sort of thing Felicity would want anyone to know

about.

I guess he's the kind of fellow who can turn a girl's head.

What do you think, Sarah?

I don't really know him.

You're my friend, Sarah Stanley.

You'll help me out.

I am your friend, Kat.

You know that.

I thought you two would like some tea.

Oh, thanks. Just put it over there.

I've been working on you for months now.

Late at night.

We can probably manage now, eh?

Don't you have a schedule to conform to?

I've never shown these to anyone before.

What on earth are they?

Oh, this one is part unicorn, part whale. Lives in the sea.

Unicorn?

In the sea?

Yeah. Most people don't believe they exist, but I do.

Is that why you like to ride on the cliffs on the North Shore?

One of the reasons, yeah.

They probably don't exist off our coast.

The polar sea is where they've been spotted.

And one day I want to sign on to an Arctic expedition.

If these creatures really do exist, I intend to find them.

Would you ever be interested in such pursuits, Felicity?

Oh, no.

Nothing so ambitious as that.

I'm afraid.

I've always just thought of getting married, having a family.

Oh, well, it doesn't matter what you dream, only that you have one.

Oh, um, will you excuse me?

I'm so glad you're home.

Would you come with me? It's Aunt Hattie's horse. It seems to have injured

leg. It slipped and fell on the ice yesterday, and I really don't know what

do about it. I'm very worried.

It may have broken something or pulled something.

All right, wait here.

I'll just get my bag and I'll be right with you.

Was that Sarah's voice I heard?

Yes.

Will you wait for me, Felicity?

What's happened?

Oh. I won't be long, I promise.

I just have to go to Rose Cottage. There's a problem with Miss King's

Oh, but please, I want you to stay right here.

Don't move.

Oh, all right.

Okay. In the meantime, I could wash the dishes, do the ironing. I could clean

your entire house and make a fresh pot of tea by the time you return.

So, describe the symptoms to me.

Um, symptoms.

Well, he sort of favors one leg, and he neighs pitiably.

Is he off his food?

Um... Did you notice any wounds?

Wounds? Well, he might, but he won't really let me see.

You the new mistress of the Pettibone house?

I was just being a good neighbor.

I'd do this sort of housekeeping for you.

That's the point.

If you do it for me, you don't do it for him.

I was simply following the golden rule.

Do unto others as you would do... I know how it goes.

Look, Felicity, I always have your best interest at heart.

Arthur and I are only friends.

Stop behaving like a jealous schoolboy.

Jealous?

Of what?

I can see that pettibone fellow's full of crazy notions.

I may be plain speaking, Felicity, but when I talk, it's honest, good sense

often than not.

Gus, you may know about common, everyday things, but Arthur, he knows about

wonderful, fantastical things.

He studies the underwater mysteries of the sea, like unicorns that swim in the

icy depths.

Swimming unicorns.

That's rich.

And you believe these fanciful tales he told you.

Collability looks good on you, Felicity.

I don't care if it isn't true.

Arthur has brilliant ideas.

He has ideas about you.

I'm putting an end to them.

Stop it!

You don't own me.

Like your fishing boots, the only thing you'll ever own.

I thought we meant something to each other.

I guess I was wrong.

There's nothing wrong with that hoof, fetlock, or knee. Well, isn't that

wonderful? It appears the poor old mare has recovered.

It appears I've been misled.

Arthur, wait.

I'm not amused by wild goose chases, especially not where an animal's well

-being is concerned. Look, I only wanted... What?

What did you want?

Look, I have these two good friends.

I was only trying to help them.

You mean Felicity and Gus Pike, don't you?

You made up that story to get me away from Felicity so that Gus Pike could see

her?

Wait. What are you going to do?

I know you won't believe me, but I like Felicity.

I like her very much.

And I think these things should be worked out by those involved.

I understand your loyalty and you don't want to hurt your friend.

But I will not stop seeing or talking to Felicity unless she tells me.

Now, since there's someone waiting for me, please leave me alone.

What's wrong? What happened?

Oh, I'm so hateful.

I'm so ashamed.

No one could ever love me.

Gus was here, wasn't he?

The brute.

He brought you to this.

No. You don't understand.

It's me.

I said the most awful thing.

He thinks that you and I were...

And of course that's not true. It couldn't be true.

He'll probably never speak to me again.

I'm not going to tolerate you crying over him.

Father. Father.

I

come

home early, and what do I find?

To bring this kind of disrepute into my home is unconscionable.

You expect an apology, I suppose.

What in your mind happened, Father?

It's not what happened.

It's what you did.

Proper gentlemen operate by a certain set of rules which you fail to

Rules of behavior which you repeatedly transgress.

You have rules for everything.

I'm not like you.

I don't follow the hypocritical standards of other people.

I follow my feelings.

What do you know about feelings?

Enough that I wouldn't have left a wife, the mother of your three children, to

go off and fight in a stupid war.

I didn't know.

How could I have known how ill she was?

She died calling your name! Stop it!

You think a day, an hour goes by that I don't agonize over what happened? Not

what happened.

What you did.

What you did to me, to all of us.

Your mother could have died in my arms.

But she still would have died.

You know that, don't you?

Son.

Hate me for the past, if you will, Arthur.

But while you live under this roof, you will behave like a proper gentleman.

Father?

Izzy.

Dear.

Dear.

I didn't even say hello, did I?

Oh. I did everything accidentally.

But it was just like something from the Every Girl's Calendar.

Oh, I wish I could find that rotten magazine.

Sarah and Teddy must have a copy of it somewhere.

Felicity, I've told two lies on your behalf, and all you can think about is

ludicrous article on love potions.

It was something about caressing the forelock of a horse.

Guts will probably never speak to me again.

And I didn't wash my hands. Felicity, will you calm down?

You're not being rational at all.

The first unmarried man.

I shook hands with afterward.

It's the one I marry.

It's destiny.

It's Arthur.

Will you listen to yourself?

Your destiny is your choice.

But you can't go around playing with both of their affections.

You've gone too far. It simply isn't fair.

Sarah, I've never met anyone like him before.

He's so romantic and...

filled with dreams and new ideas.

He loves philosophy and ancient mysticism.

You have so much in common.

It's true.

No one understands him like I do. He said so himself.

What about Gus?

I am not his exclusive property.

And if that's what he thinks, then I'll never speak to him again.

Now hand over that magazine, Sarah. I'm not fooling anymore.

Gus, I know you're angry with me.

And I don't blame you.

But if you still care about Felicity... If you think I'm going over there to

make up to Felicity, you're wrong.

She can come to me.

Gus... Besides, you lied to me, too.

For all I know, you're in cahoots with her again.

Gus, I'm your friend.

And I lied as a friend.

I just want you to be happy.

And Felicity, too.

Maybe she'll be happy with Arthur.

He's got an education.

Why, he's a professional man.

Of course, you and I know he's got his head in the clouds.

Just watch.

Felicity's gonna rue the day she ever laid eyes on him.

She'll come around.

I know it.

Maybe I won't even accept her apology straight off.

Gus. Women love it when you're standoffish.

Don't they, Sarah?

Arthur kissed Felicity.

Kept her.

Where?

In the parlor.

Mm -hmm.

Well, then he's back at the king's farm now, isn't he?

Ah, you're gaining weight, you little devil.

Easy, easy now.

What are your intentions toward Felicity King, Mr. Arthur Pettibone?

Well? She's my girl.

As if you didn't notice.

She didn't act like it yesterday.

What are you suggesting?

That Felicity chose to...

behaving like a wild savage.

And Arthur, for shame, stupid to this level. I'm surprised at you.

I was drawn into this altercation against my will, Felicity.

You know I'm not the brutal type.

I was punching myself, was I?

Obviously not.

Arthur, you're bleeding.

His hands aren't as sure as his mouth.

What can't be solved peacefully can't be solved by a tussle.

I'm against fighting on principle.

I won't fight on principle either, but I will fight for someone I love.

What did you say?

I love you.

Richard, who's that?

Motion really worked.

I'm so confused about Gus.

I can't decide what sort of pie to make up next.

If only the green apples were as sweet as the red ones. And Gus more like

Arthur? Don't be ridiculous. You can't compare apples to men.

We'll make one of each.

I suppose not.

For one thing, it's you that picked the apples and not the other way around.

Isn't that so foosy?

Well, maybe, Sarah.

I will choose to never have another apple again.

Would you be happy? Besides, the sweeter the pie, the more flies buzz around.

You'd think that having two men interested in you at once would sort of

the adventure.

You really do enjoy playing one off the other, don't you, Felicity?

Sarah, maybe someday you'll see how terribly nice it is to be appreciated.

Felicity, both Gus and Arthur have feelings for you, but you're treating

like this is like some sort of a baking contest. Sarah.

If we can't talk about men together, then you're not much of a friend, are

Maybe not to you, but I am to Gus.

You pretend to be so mature, but sometimes I think you're just about as

as Felix.

And even though I don't really know Arthur Pettibone, I think his feelings

genuine, too. So for their sake, decide which one you want to be with.

Afternoon, Mrs. King.

Scott.

Was Felicity expecting you?

Oh, no.

I need an appointment.

Isn't she here?

Yeah, but no.

Pardon? Well, she's in, but she's not really available.

Arthur...

Come calling on Felicity.

He can't.

I told her. Oh, well.

She was as surprised as you are. She hasn't agreed to see him.

Yet.

I'll be back.

Good.

I think you've enjoyed having two boys paying attention to you.

But you're going to have to make a decision.

Arthur's here now.

You can't keep him waiting forever.

Let's leave him alone, Clive.

I didn't know if you'd want to see me.

Why wouldn't I see you?

You're not surprised I came calling?

Well, indeed, I am a little surprised.

This courting protocol is for others, like my father.

It was his idea that I come, actually.

I don't share his love for rules.

Why should we adopt the views of a previous generation?

You and I, Felicity, should be free to see each other for as much or as little

as we want to.

You and I share a modern outlook, don't we?

Arthur, I'm not sure I want things to go further between us.

Gus intends to court me as any young beau should, in the old -fashioned way.

I won't apologize for kissing you the other day, but perhaps I was too bold.

I should apologize for giving you the wrong impression.

No, I know what you are.

A kindred soul.

Felicity? She won't talk to me, Eddie.

If only Alec would get back from that stupid Mason's meeting in Carmody. Oh,

now, now, Janet.

It's we who must counsel Felicity in matters of the heart, not Alec.

I know, my dear, you must have so many questions.

Aunt Hetty, why is it that just when you meet the right person, you meet the

wrong person?

Oh, well, timing can change. Every aspect of the heart is true.

Does that mean that the wrong person could be the right person, but you've

him at the wrong time?

Or is the wrong person always the wrong person, even if you meet him at the

right time?

Or is the wrong person the right person, because he makes you see that the right

person is the wrong person? At the right time, you mean.

Yes. That is to say, no.

Or to put it another way, no.

And yes.

Fashion boots.

It's all you do have.

It's not all I have, Alessi.

It's late,

dear. What do you want?

I have to see her.

Well, you can't see her.

Let you young people do whatever it is you're going to do.

You said I owned nothing.

I almost didn't come tonight because I thought you were right.

That I had nothing in this world.

I never used to have anything and I thought I never would have anything.

Then I met you.

We became friends.

And more than friends.

Then we fought.

I saw that I didn't have nothing.

I saw that I'd only really have nothing if I lost you.

By my own stupidity.

I don't want to lose you, Felicity.

I don't want to lose the chance to love you with all my heart.

Will you marry me?

You pick the apples.

They don't pick you.

You could pet me.

I want you to.

Very much.

It's up to you.

Only you can decide if you love Gus.

Even if the answer is yes, Felicity, there's still a decision.

Are you ready for marriage and everything that comes with it?

To be with someone for the rest of your life?

To have a home?

To raise children with him?

Now, I was married young and have been very happy.

But Hetty chose a career over a family and has been very happy.

Olivia squeezed in a career and a family and has been very, very happy.

Too many choices.

What if I make the wrong one?

I don't know what to do. Mother, please tell me what to do.

You're the only one who knows what's in your heart.

My heart is awful, awful pain.

This is what it's like to grow up.

I don't want to.

I don't know exactly.

Look, I know you've tried to be a support through all this, Sarah.

But right now, I think I'm on my own.

Good luck, Felicity.

Timing is everything.

I know you love me, but...

Thought you never got here.

Didn't sleep all night.

Did you?

Yes?

I don't quite know how to say this.

What?

Gus.

We have our whole lives ahead of us.

I thought I had... I thought that we had to decide right now.

But we don't.

We have so many choices.

When I think about the future, I think about teachers' college.

Maybe university.

Marriage, yes, and children.

And you.

Gus, you can do anything you put your mind to.

I know that.

You don't love me.

If, in two years' time, you still feel the same way,

will you ask me again?

Two years.

Anything could happen between now and then.

But nothing could change the way I feel about you.

What's the matter?

The wind's come up.

I don't feel nothing.

Great, yeah.