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I suppose did you just wait yet again for this maybe sometime, never a bit.

My days of solitude are drawing to a close.

She's in love with me.

With her, I could be happy.

She needs a husband.

Who?

I'm taking my little friend to Paris.

When we return, she will move into ship with me.

Goodness walkers bear you for one or two nights to visit me at Lawton.

Come back.

Everything I'd ever pinned any happiness or hope on is gone.

And all because of some insipid little-

Steady on.

Aires who you're not in love with.

I know, I can see it, I can hear it, I can read between the lines.

I know when you're in love and this isn't it.

So you sacrificed everything.

You've thrown everything away, you've destroyed me and you're not even in love with her.

You're ridiculous.

And I'm even more ridiculous, was still being in love with you.

Well, good heavens.

What a reception.

You do know I could walk into Halifax and get spoken to like that.

I needn't cross the whole lines for it.

Stop being glib.

Well, it's one antidote to melodrama.

Melod?

Do you know, I think I needed to see you because a part of me just...

Still thinks the whole thing can't really be true.

Has she really moved in with you at shit?

Good Lord, have you taken oaths with her?

Have you taken the sacrament with her?

Eight months ago in York.

I'm...

I might as well be dead.

Mary.

I waited for you for nearly 20 years.

I always had to dance to your tune for 20 years.

When I came back from Hastings, and I'm not using this as a stick to beat you with,

I merely stating a fact, you put an end to everything.

I didn't.

It's how I heard it.

It's unequivocally how I heard it.

Oh!

Which is good, and we should thank God for it.

It's just that conversation we should have had soon.

Did you really think I wouldn't move on?

Yes.

Yes, but her.

What is she even?

I mean, we all know she's got problems, but Charlotte Nordcliffe says she isn't lady-like.

Charlotte, if I saw my successor, I'd be far from flathead.

Oh, I know she did.

Miss Lister won't be without money.

I know she did, because she said it in Adnis hearing.

In knowingly, in Adnis hearing when we were in Paris.

Adni.

But Adni, yes, Adni being nothing but lady-like.

What does she call you?

Never even named it to me until nearly three weeks later when we were halfway up, mug-block.

And whatever you, or anyone thinks about it, money had nothing to do with it.

But it is true that she has 3,000 a year.

Our fortunes, ultimately, are not the ones who are going to be here.

And ultimately, will be about equal.

And between us, we should have 5,000 a year.

You're fooling yourself, Freddie.

No one else.

You're a fool.

You're a fool.

You're a fool.

You're a fool.

You're a fool.

You're a fool.

You're a fool.

You're a fool.

You're a fool.

You're a fool.

You're a fool.

You're a fool.

You're a fool.

You're a fool.

You're a fool.

You're a fool.

You're a fool.

You're a fool.

You're a fool.

You're a little Martha Booth isn't doing very well in the kitchens.

Really?

I'm not entirely half- Gholz.

Our new housekeeper, Mrs. Duff, who we're very pleased with,

had to get rid of two cooks in succession.

So you think she might have been damaged by their bad example

when we're laziness and deceit?

Good Lord.

But then her head wasn't rather full of knuffles.

Apparently, when she came to us, which hasn't helped.

which hasn't helped.

Let me speak to this, Mrs. Duff in the morning

and try and get to the bottom of things.

I will mean something.

How often are you and Miss Walker connected?

You asked me the same question about me and Charles

all those years ago.

I can't imagine why you think it's any different.

Me asking you the same thing.

How much does she know about you and me?

I told her all that was necessary.

Does she know of our connection?

Not explicitly, no.

No will she?

No will anyone ever.

Not from me.

I mean, what if you fell out with her?

I mean, with her problems.

You don't know who she might just blur things out to.

Miss Lister.

Oh, Charles.

How is your journey?

Excellent.

Good.

Good.

I've already eaten and had coffee.

Yes, sorry I couldn't set off to malefact any sooner than I did.

Not at all.

Lot of business on hand at the moment, one way or another,

in the town and on my state.

I was just popping in to say hello and I dare say

I'll see you in the morning at breakfast.

Perfect.

Marianna.

Charles.

What a stop in the day!

Good night!

Is everything all right?

With him?

We're ecstatic.

The fun never stops.

I don't want to be too lit, but I promise to everyone at home

I'd write to let them know I arrive safely.

But you take my point about Miss Walker.

Yeah, if she's not all there.

Miss Walker is the soul of discretion.

She's very nicely particular on all matters of etiquette.

Spoken and unspoken.

And you know, if you met her, if you just bring yourself to meet her,

you'd see she's really very sweet, very kind,

and really very, very normal.

And I'd like to think that in the fullness of time,

three of us could become perfectly good kind friends.

I was perfectly happy.

She drags her all the way to Paris.

I want you to go.

But then as soon as a militia start shooting students,

she's off to the Berenise with the Stuart de Rosses.

Poor Antons stuck there on her up.

That wasn't his at all.

She'd never left her if she thought the whole thing was going to erupt.

It's exactly what she did.

I would blame this game.

Oh, is it me?

It's you.

You're giving Miss Walker completely the wrong idea.

She knows Anne would never do something like that.

Why?

I had a lesser from her.

I've left Anne to Anne in Paris and, oh, by the way,

it's a seething hot bed of insurrection.

I did hear the cannons.

I contemplated hiding under a bed briefly.

Who's?

But then I realized that was an overreaction.

We're on the fifth floor.

Nobody was interested in us.

People think I hadn't lived.

You know, Miss Walker.

But I have.

You told Miss Walker about tomorrow?

Oh, tomorrow, Miss Walker.

My father was thinking of taking the bitsker over to the Berenise.

I was thinking of the Berenise.

Oh, Miss Walker.

My father was thinking of taking the bitsker over to Cliff Hill to pay a call on your aunt.

Why?

What's that to come with this?

I...

You'd be careful, Marion.

You know, she upset you last time you were there.

My aunt?

Did she go briefly?

She was just being difficult because of...

Oh, no.

Well, no.

Anyway, Anne suggested it before she left.

And I don't do everything she tells me because I do agree with her that we should make every effort we can to be on good terms with our neighbors.

Even...

Well...

Well, she's just old, isn't she?

And I do...

One day.

Well, I'm old.

Doesn't it license to be unpleasant?

Oh, it's turned, is it, now?

It's yours.

Is she?

And I agree, but there it is.

And I do wonder how Paul Mary Ross is getting on with her.

Don't bother that at all.

Neither can I.

I don't imagine it's anything of an excruciating for both of them.

You don't have to come.

Miss Walker.

I know it's awkward and did explain.

I just didn't want you to think that you hadn't been asked.

Oh.

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

Oh!

At least that was yours.

My dearest Adney, we reached the Roblkin Rockdale at 238.

Changed horses and were off again in 14 minutes.

We stopped again at the Manchester Royal Hotel at 420.

And were at Rome so at two minutes past six.

We reached Kombleton at five per state, stopped for six minutes, then arrived here at Lawton

at four to nine by their clocks and gone nine by my pocket watch.

I am now happily ensconced for the night in my own room with a good fire and thinking

of you, all cosily tucked up at shipped.

Will you welcome a visitor?

Or will the door be closed against me?

You know it never do that.

I couldn't sleep.

Or I couldn't think about it.

Well, Richard's mess I'm in here with him.

Oh!

Mary.

Shh!

How did we end up like this?

I mean, how could we let it happen if any two people ever loved each other more than you and I?

I'm going to all have come to this.

My life's over.

Don't say that.

I can't stand it, it's impossible.

Mary, we'll always be friends.

The heart that's truly loved never for them.

If you go home after tomorrow, I don't know what I'll do, but you might never see me again.

Harry, Anna, that's...

Mary, I don't want to hear that.

No.

Okay.

It's very hard to only be a friend for one who had been a wife.

Have faith.

Have hope.

I believe you're happy, Stacey, you have to come.

No.

Because I trust Providence.

Do you still love me?

No.

Anne.

Do you remember in Lamington?

Before we went up to London, before you went off to Copenhagen, you said to me, you said she was never one of my grand passions.

Yeah.

It only really ever started, just because you were lonely and she was there.

I know, I worry that that won't be enough for you.

Don't kiss me.

No.

Kiss me.

I can't.

I want to do that to Anne. She deserves better because she trusts me.

It's why she let me come here.

She won't know. No one will know only us.

I took an oath that and I shall break it.

I did. For you.

Yes, well.

I can't.

You married for convenience, for money. Don't pretend otherwise.

You're a normal Mary.

I'm happy with my choice.

She touches something deep inside me.

And the biggest thing of all, she...

She's moved in with me. She committed to me.

She praised the world's opinion just to be with me.

And I shall respect that, above all things.

Until the day I die.

I'll leave you to your journal.

Your crypt hand. Whatever it is you're putting there.

Good night.

Good night.

And I know she came from a good, hard-working family at Shipton.

But there have been a few incidents that have indicated that she's inclined towards the easiest route in completing any given task.

And then she'll make something up about why she hasn't had time to make a better job of it.

But you'll find her with a nose in a book.

Reading. Knaffles. Full of ideas.

Well, I'm sorry to hear it.

Carelessness and deceit are too bad forts.

Make it no-turn, Mrs. Daff. That she has nothing more to expect from me at Shipton if she disappoints you here.

Yes, ma'am. Thank you, ma'am.

Thank you, Mrs. Daff.

How careless are you, Freddy, letting you dairy hand learn her letters?

Did you sleep well?

Yes.

Erry.

But you didn't come and wake me up this morning.

Did you expect me to?

You always come and wake me up.

Seriously? You thought I'd come to you this morning?

Not for anything.

Just... you know...

What?

Bit of chit chat. Before the day starts, as we always do.

What?

Well, after last night's rejection, I didn't think you'd like it.

I'd like us to remain friends.

Good.

Kind, close friends.

Just not that close.

Where does Martha get these novels from?

Oh, I don't know.

She probably pilfers the old little volume from the library and then puts it back for anyone's notice.

The Charles would never notice. He only uses the library to smoke in.

Oh, I worded them myself at some point before I leave.

Did you sleep well?

I never sleep well.

I told you that yesterday. I've been telling you the same thing in my letters for months.

Well, what do Steph say about these dizzy spells?

Oh, that it's some sort of inner ear thing, or...

But I'm not eating properly, which I'm not.

Again, not for months.

It's just...

When one's low, it's always hard to resist that niggling anxiety that it could be something worse.

You need fresh air.

I have more fresh air than I know what to do with.

Fresh air and exercise.

That's your answer to everything.

Well, there's a good reason for that.

It worked.

It's all been very unfortunate.

When did this happen, Miss Walker?

Just the small link.

Well, she left just this morning. It's been brewing for a while.

Oh, no.

And where has Miss Rossin gone? Back to her parents?

Back to Millhouse, yes. Back to her parents.

I've said it before, and I should have stuck to it young and old. Don't suit.

Anyway, the good news...

Oh, good news.

Is that Miss Rogers is coming to be with me?

Miss Rogers?

Oh, yeah, well, you won't know her.

Miss, soon to be Misses Rogers?

Oh, is she...

She's a lady of more senior years.

Assuming the rabbit misses through seniority of years.

Not because she's marrying someone of the same name.

No.

No.

I have met her several times, and, yes.

Yes, I think we'll be better suited.

It was elderly, Mrs. Rossin's idea.

She's very taken up with your sister, isn't she?

Mrs. Rossin.

Mrs. Rossin?

Oh, yes. Yes.

She's always been very fond of Anne's company.

It's mutual.

Anne's always enjoyed the company of more senior ladies.

She says there's so much wiser than younger ladies.

Of course, she does like younger ladies as well.

But in a different way, obviously.

And how is my niece?

Well, she's very well.

Very well indeed.

Is this a good idea, Captain Lister?

A Brits car? At his age.

Look.

What?

What am I looking at?

In the turn and coloured waistcoat.

It's the Granth and Boy.

Because Lord, he's grown.

He has the same build as Charles.

Good heavens, he walks like him.

All the other servants know.

How?

Well, apart from the fact that he looks, I like him.

He makes such a conspicuous fuss of him.

The other day, I saw them laughing together,

and then he gave him a stop for him,

right in front of Grantham.

He didn't know I'd seen.

I was watching a Knappster's window.

Secrets and lies.

Isn't life sooarded in the Nile?

It's a good job.

We get harder as we get older,

or Lord knows how we get to the end of each day.

I'm sorry.

I wish he could stay longer.

I can't.

I have to attend this meeting with the shareholders of navigation.

Listen.

I know it doesn't always sound like it,

but in my more equitable moments,

if it really is what you want to do,

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

If it really is what you want,

if she really does make you feel settled and content,

then how can I be anything other than thankful for it?

It is there.

There are so few things in this world

more important to me than your happiness.

So if I've been unable to make you happy,

then should I not rejoice that there's one who can?

Mary.

This whole thing

could cause no interruption to our friendship.

No.

But I think if I did come to stay with you,

it would all be pleasant enough during the day,

and we'd walk along perfectly civilly with one another.

But I don't think I can bear to see how God can stay with you.

Don't think I can bear to see how God can bear to bear to bear with you at night.

Well, we are where we are.

All we all do is note other human...

Stop saying that.

Stop it. We're going round the circle, Viv.

I just hope that you don't forget the nights that we had together.

I'm not likely to.

Do you remember that night in Scarborough?

In the thunderstorm,

you made love to me all night.

By the scene, the sun came up and we hadn't slept all night, not for a moment.

I think that was the most blissful few hours of my life.

Scarborough, sadly, for me, is my advice.

I remember these two.

One of the things about Miss Walker is

I never once, not ever, got the impression that she was embarrassed by the way I look.

She'd seen you in Scarborough in 1823. You might have got a different response.

No, not just what I wear.

But, my man, the way I walk, everything.

I've never once heard her say, oh, why can't you be more ladylike?

Do you remember that first time that you came to my father's house in Petergate?

Yeah, what was it? 1814.

Girl, good Lord. 20 years ago.

I had to cry myself hoarse before he let you in the house. You had such a...

You know, reputation in York.

And I made myself ill. Properly ill, just so they let you in.

I just, I resent the fact that you always imply that I just went along with everything, that I never defended you.

That I showed no courage, because it's just not true.

And the way that you imply that I had any choice in marrying Charles,

I mean, what young woman in her right mind would choose that?

You've had a choice.

You see? You always have a choice. I had no choice.

You could have run away with me. My family would have disowned me.

Perhaps you should have disowned them for shacking you to that...

Fat idiot!

We'd have been penniless.

Only until I inherited Chipton.

What would have been another 10 years could well have been more for?

I thought you could. Empire's for you. I would have made it answer.

We wouldn't have starved, not even remotely, but you doubted me.

You always doubted me.

Perhaps if I'd had the benefit of a few more years, I'd have been less cowed by them.

Well...

Certainly neither of us have got anything to thank them for. They...

They treated me abysitantly, or parents.

I didn't think at the time, but looking back, they must have been terrified of you to make me marry him.

Terrified of me. Good Lord, I was 25.

I didn't wonder if they didn't like him any more than I did.

But he was just there.

Rich, available, hideous and willing.

Aye.

Mum, there's Mr James Ingham downstairs asking if you're at home.

Oh!

Why is Miss Marion still out with Captain Lister?

Yes, Mum.

Oh, um...

Well, I...

Show him into the drawing room.

Miss Deringham?

Miss Walker.

How... How are you?

Well, enough, I think.

You look well.

I am.

Would you like to sit down?

Are you alone?

Oh, well, Aunt Anne, um...

Miss Lister and Miss Marion's Aunt Anne is upstairs. She has ulcers on her...

Erm, she's expecting Mr Sunderland, her doctor, at any moment.

Ah.

And Miss Lister is in Cheshire. She's gone to spend two nights with her friend Mrs. Lorton, of Lorton Hall.

So, how long have you been here?

Since September, after we returned from travelling, Miss Lister and I, we went to the Alps via Paris and any number of other small towns and villages.

It was the most extraordinary thing I've ever done.

How wonderful.

It was.

Oh, it really was. I'm trying to paint paintings.

From preliminary sketches I made, Miss Lister's really clever. She knows all the best things to see and to do.

We hope to travel more. It's one of her patterns.

I don't know a lot about Miss Lister. I know she's...

Isn't she meant to be... erm... sort of eccentric?

Yes, I've never found her so.

I've always just found her to be very clever. And very interesting.

No, you should come by when she's here and say hello.

Oh, it is nice to see you, James.

Oh. And my brother got married.

Yes, I think I knew that.

Why weren't you there? You and Elizabeth.

I don't...

You were in mourning. It was just after John died.

Wasn't it? Four years ago, good heavens.

What a tragedy, poor fella. I'm sorry.

I think it was after that, I... I got so low in spirits, it...

But you do look very, very happy now.

Oh, well Miss Lister's been...

Ridiculously kind to me.

Oh.

Well, I had come.

What, James?

People keep telling me I ought to get married.

Your name was mentioned.

By who?

Your cousin, Mr. Priestley.

He visited us in Murphy or a few weeks ago.

Did he?

It would be a no. I'm afraid.

I'm really very happy where I am.

What else did my cousin, Mr. Priestley, say?

That you didn't quite know what you got yourself into.

I'm not sure.

That you didn't quite know what you got yourself into here.

I'm really very happy here.

And my cousin, Mr. Priestley, needs to understand that.

I'm sorry.

Look at it.

It's like the past deal.

Oh, there you are.

I'm just popping into the village.

Don't forget we have the Reverend Ford and Captain Manoring coming for dinner.

Tonight, Marianna.

Not the most rewarding company.

I'm afraid Miss Lister, Manoring's radical, bit of a far brand.

And Ford's just the usual sort of irritating little clergyman they tend to inflict on this round here.

So we'll be relying on your abundant wit and charisma.

To keep us entertained.

Fergus Captain, tell me.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Come on.

Is it from her?

Yes.

Can I do the handwriting?

You can read it to me if you like.

Oh, good Lord.

My dearest.

What does that say?

No.

I...

Oh, I'm sorry you're going to have to read this to me.

My dearest, Anne.

I hope you arrived safely and not too late in the evening,

and that you find all at Lord and Well and in cheerful spirits.

Oh, no.

I hope the weather was kind to you as you cross the penines.

It was.

It has been rather indifferent here with persistent showers,

which persuaded me against venturing outdoors this afternoon.

For more than five or six minutes.

Oh.

Your aunt suffered a slight spasm just before lunch and today,

but since Mr. Sunderland is due to visit tomorrow,

she insisted Marian not trouble him any sooner.

She was quite low during the day following this,

but rallied towards the evening when she played four rounds of hearts

in which your father trumped, trumped, triumphed,

much to his delight.

I think on the quiet, he is as competitive as you are.

No, he isn't.

All else is well here, and if the rain stay off,

I think she means if the rain stays off.

Or if the rains stay off.

Who learns?

I shall venture out tomorrow.

Please remember to give Mrs. Lawton my very best regards

and tell her I look forward to a time when I can welcome her,

a chibbon, in the I hope not too distant future.

Oh.

She writes to you like a dutiful school girl,

and you with your towering intellect.

She always surprises me when we were traveling through France.

A lot of it was difficult, and the weather was

the most beautiful thing I could ever do.

I was a little bit nervous,

but I was a little bit nervous.

A lot of it was difficult, and the weather was bad.

She complained, and we did fight a little, but...

When we were up in the mountains,

and we were really battling the elements,

she became so alive.

It was such a delight to see.

After she led such a sheltered life,

I think there's a lot more to her than anyone's yet seen, even me.

Well, let's hope that you're right.

And you say she asked her to me?

I think if you were gracious enough to venture over there

and offer the olive branch again,

you might meet with a very different reception to the last.

And how did you get on with the Britska?

Oh, and you've...

We've got to stop him.

If Anne had been with him on that journey today,

she'd have been livid.

May I?

Would you mind if I took my tea upstairs in my little sitting room?

I'd like to paint a little more before the light goes.

Yes, yes, of course you must do whatever you like.

No need to ask permission.

No, you go up Miss Walker.

I'll ask Mrs. Gordon me to bring you a tray.

Thank you.

His brew is just spine.

That's why he's lying down.

He's going to cause himself a mischief.

I think if you can't learn a lesson from a brew spine,

there's very little I can say to all of the situation.

Is Miss Walker comfortable with us?

I think she's fitting in very well, don't you?

It's odd.

Of Anne.

Let's leave her alone with us and go after Mrs. Lawson's.

I don't...

I've never liked Mrs. Lawson.

She's used Anne so much over the years.

Miss Walker's so devoted to her and I just...

I never, never, never.

I just hope Miss Walker is...

...enough for her.

Well, hey.

Well, no, there are references in scripture that point to the origins of the sign of the cross.

No, no, no, there really are.

A bleak references, perhaps, but there they are for all to see if you know how to look.

Tertullian in the year 200 was the first person to say...

We were our forehead's out for the sign of the cross.

Good old Tertullian. Absolutely.

Bear with me and consider Ezekiel, who tells us that the Lord said unto him,

go through the city, through Jerusalem and set a mark upon the foreheads of the men

that sigh for all the abominations that have been done in the midst of that world.

Oh, yes, that's...

But...

Revelations.

They were told not to harm the grass of the earth or any plant or tree,

but only those people who did not have the seal of gold on their foreheads.

And then I looked and behold, on Mount Zion stood the lamb, and with him, 144,000,

they had his name, Manny Spark's name, written on their foreheads.

But surely this is all on the earth and the heart of Jesus, and the Father said,

in the place of the Father's name, just the thing.

Just...

Can I come in for a minute?

That would have been a very dull evening without you.

You know, I often think I can trace all nobility of mind that I've ever felt back to your influence.

Fluttering me.

What time has Joseph watched your horses tomorrow?

George.

Twelve noon.

So you can come to church with me then in the morning, if we leave.

Of course.

And then I could come with you as far as Middle Witch, if you like,

to keep you company.

If you'd like to.

You know, I wasn't flattering you.

I was, but only because it's true.

When I think of the tawdry day to day here, in contrast, it's your influence that I hold on to in here.

It's your image that stops me giving into despair.

Mary.

You must put your face in gold.

Yes, I know that, and I do.

And I will.

I didn't tell you everything this morning about Charles.

And if I don't tell you now, it's not the sort of thing you put in a letter.

He's been...

His niece.

His brother's youngest, poor William's sister.

He's been pestering her.

Touching her.

Cornering her and inflicting himself upon her.

She's 18. Just gone 18.

No.

They live on the other side of the village.

No.

She came to me.

She and her mother never really got on with, but it seems she has, he's been saying things.

Lued things.

And he's had his tongue in her mouth.

I mean, all that's the next thing.

He'd have watched her.

We don't think so.

No, but the poor girl was in tears and couldn't be.

He barely articulated, so who knows?

Lord, I hope not.

So I spoke to Charles, and of course he denies it, says it's nonsense.

But why would she make that up?

And then the stupidest thing is...

He's talked about moving her in here.

What?

He's deluded, because he's infatuated with her, so all common senses have flown out the window

and he doesn't realize how blatant and sordid it all looks to everyone else.

Good God.

So when he said he was going to the village this morning, that's where he goes.

You see, she has no father and now no brother to protect her.

And Charles is the big fish and thinks he can do what he likes.

And he can't do what he likes, more or less.

And here I am, his wife.

Redundant and ridiculous.

And trapped here.

Oh.

Shh.

Shh.

If he does insist on bringing the girl here in whatever bar is,

well, if anything comes out about him and her, then you must leave immediately.

He must go to Stairfield.

Come to me at Chibden.

Good Lord Mary, I am.

I am so, so sorry.

It's been so nice having you here.

You just still love me, don't you?

You know I do.

I am so sorry.

Don't...

I can't...

Why not?

Why not have one last kiss in his life before he turned to dust?

The king had no right to ask for Melbourne's resignation in the first place, can't.

And then the Constitution depends upon the compliance of the body politic.

Very well, you have no voice.

The king had no right to protect the institutions within government that offer the competition.

They will precisely because of those institutions who stayed working.

They will not be the same.

They will not be the same.

They will not be the same.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

She says the work's too hard and it doesn't suit her.

Work is hard, Martha.

Whatever station in life we're born into.

Everyone is met with challenges, but it's our duty, all of us, to accept our allotted tasks, desirable or otherwise.

And perform them to the best of our abilities.

She keeps saying she just wants to go home.

There's no place for you, Chilton, if you don't do well here.

All of this crying is too clever for my liking.

I'm not falling for it.

Someone like June needs to impress the people you work for so you can take away good references.

Mrs. Laudham's asked for a reference now.

She'd have to say you didn't like to work, complained a lot of mistulky.

Then where would you be?

Now what sort of work would suit you, do you think, Martha?

Mm, milking cows, cooking, like at home.

Well, the Reverend Mr. Wood in Middlewich is looking for a kitchen hand.

I'm sure that he'd be...

Well, if not that, then you must stay here, promise to work hard, and endeavour to make a good impression on Mrs. Duff and Mrs. Laudham, and promise me that in future,

you'll take influence only from those people who you know to be of good character.

And then when you come home and visit your father and your sisters,

and to my aunt and my father and Miss Marion and me and Miss Walker, we needn't be ashamed of you.

Come on.

Oh, we'll sort her out.

Mm-hmm.

Don't stop coming to church.

Yee-va do truly and earnestly repent you of your sins, and are in love and charity of your names.

And intend to lead a new life, following the commandments of God, and walking from henceforth in his holy ways.

Meekly kneeling on your knees.

Meekly kneeling on your knees.

Meekly kneeling on your knees.

Meekly kneeling on your knees.

Meekly kneeling on your knees.

Meekly kneeling on your knees.

Meekly kneeling on your knees.

Meekly kneeling on your knees.

I don't know why your being so hard on yourself, Fred. Nothing's changed.

I hadn't slept so often months.

You were that I show Agni all my letters.

So be careful what you put.

I'm not the other woman.

She is.

What time do you expect to arrive back at Shipton?

At 11, half past, hopefully no later than midnight.

Wow.

Goodbye then.

Give my regards to your aunt and to your father and to your sister.

And Miss Walker.

Oh, and for Miss Walker it's um, there's a little something.

That's something.

It's a particulate.

Just a rather pretty little pocketbook.

I saw in Chester a few weeks ago.

What's the matter?

I don't think it's quite the thing.

I thought you wanted me and Miss Walker to be friends.

Wow.

Take Johnny.

Oh, John.

John, hurry up.

Oh, John.

John, hurry up.

Oh, John.

Very good.

Mum.

Hello.

Why was our little Martha getting on that lot and all?

We'll discuss that.

I hope you're brother than the carriage.

Oh, God.

I missed you.

Have you?

Um, how was Mrs. Lauden?

I astonished myself with how little I thought about either going or attending.

I shall not leave you again.

Would you like some tea, Mum?

Tea, splendid.

And then, badly.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

I love you.

13 to 11 carriage.

In favor of a new park that can now be 50 feet rather than 60 feet wide.

For the sake of £2,000.

Say something, Mother.

I'm sure they'll listen to you.

May we move on to the second resolution, Mr. Chairman.

We may.

Order.

Order!

The second resolution is that double and parallel locks to act as sideponds be adopted.

Mr. Rodden breaks.

I would like to propose an amendment to that and suggest that single locks,

similar to those we already have, be adopted.

Our second bell.

And I'd like to call on Mr. Bull to account for why he seems determined to

my risk in unnecessary debt and expense at such a difficult time.

I have written answers to this and other anticipated objections.

If anyone would like to, Mr. Briggs.

Mr. Bull.

Mr. Brown.

Parson, Mr. Briggs, is not always economy.

And I fear in this case you're advocating the former and not the latter.

Mr. Palmer, we've employed considerable expense to draw up this plan is a

amount of great ability and credit.

And I for one want who, by the way, has read his report, all of it,

can not help agreeing with him that whatever we do should be done in the best

manner possible and that only the quantity of our work should be limited by our means,

not to the quality.

Well said.

Well, then, Madam, you would have us involved in idiotic expense.

The trade in the town does not require it.

Nor will it ever.

Oh.

Oh, so you mean to limit the progress of improvement within the town by hindering

its capacity to transport the goods it produces?

We all know what the town is at present.

But who amongst us?

There's venture to say he knows how great the town may become.

Let's put it to the vote, gentlemen.

And, Mr. Lister, those in favour of double and parallel locks to act as side

ponds show of hands.

And for single locks.

Double and parallel locks.

Carrot.

No.

According to the act of Parliament, we have a right to ascertain whether the majority is

against us, not just in a show of hands, but in the number of shares owned.

Brittany!

Brittany!

Brittany!

The committee will retire and look at which side has it by number of shares.

Well said, Madam.

Mr. Watson.

Can I ask, with the election almost upon us, on behalf of Mr. Wertley's committee,

if we may rely, as we usually do, on the support of everyone at Shipton Hall.

Of course.

Husbands must stick together, put our differences aside briefly, in such challenging times.

Good.

My brother feels the same and will be gratified, dear.

This generally is the way with public meetings in Halifax.

Well, it is not a one.

We treat a great concern, like a little one, with freight like a parcel of children.

Well, thank goodness you're here.

I know my being here and speaking will be talked of, but...

...Silliman Pope Pippa.

There's such big public meetings in Halifax.

I can see there is a sad wand for some mastermind to lead the multitude.

Mr. Haldidoo, John Albert, we meet at last.

I'm so delighted to make your acquaintance.

And well said.

Not him.

Mr. Ralsen, what do you do?

Mr. Haldidoo.

Oh, Sir Colin.

Absolutely here.

Vice-then £40,000 on an indifferent job.

When another £10,000 would secure a good world.

Order.

Can we call the meeting to order?

For single locks, £176.

And for double locks, £188, double and parallel locks directed sideponds carried.

Well, we'd best move on motion to empower the committee to borrow another £60,000 from the government.

Ridiculous.

Short sighted.

You will regret this in less than five years.

You will regret this.

Madam.

Well...

...very good.

Thank you, Sir.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Miss Lister.

Mr. Briggs.

An exciting choice.

To brave public opinion, attending a meeting like this at such a volatile time.

With a country on the brink of civil unrest, no doubt, come the election.

And you with your unusual arrangement, hope it's shipped in hell with Miss Walker.

Make your pardon.

You should be more careful.

Gentlemen, Jack.

Gentlemen, thrums.

She did all she up.

The mall, the fair is expelled under a spell.

The bathroom bright.

She held them tight.

Have some answers.

You used them.

Gentlemen, Jack.

Oh, gentlemen, Jack.

Watch you back.

You're under a talk.

Those ones are coming in best.