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Previously on When Hope Calls.

There's an orphan.

It would be helpful if you were there

to vouch for me.

Helpful is in my job description.

My suggestion is

you not mention this gold find to anyone.

You planning on bidding on the Lawrence Ranch?

Good morning. What ails you?

Sam!

Don't move!

Watch out!

What's that?

It's just a small bite.

From a rattlesnake!

Here she is.

Hi, Jenny. My name is Nora.

Your first day of school today, Jenny.

Are you excited?

I guess?

Our teacher, Miss Caspi, is really nice.

Tomorrow, I get to help set up

like Art and Wally did this morning.

Well, it'll be fun to meet some of the other kids.

I'll probably be one of the oldest.

With age comes wisdom.

At least, that's what I tell myself.

Who you trying to impress?

No one. Why can't I help?

I just figured you haven't carried anything heavier

than a fancy dress in a few years.

Wouldn't want you to pull a muscle.

I'll be fine.

Miss Lawrence.

You've saved me a trip out to your ranch.

I've been meaning to talk to you.

Good, I'm glad I found you.

I've decided to decline your offer.

I'm going to wait for the auction on Saturday.

My offer was more than fair, Miss Lawrence.

Well, perhaps, but I've done the research.

I think it's worth more.

- If this is a tactic-- - It's just business.

Your uncle Ray and I had a mutual respect.

I don't know what it's like where you're from, but...

around here, ranching is never...

...just business.

Her bite is worse than her bark.

Wait. Isn't it the other way around?

Not with Tess.

Hello, hello. Good morning, good morning.

Slow down.

Hello.

- Hi. - Good morning.

Hello, girls.

Good morning! - Hi.

This is Jenny who recently joined us.

- Mm-hmm. Welcome, Jenny. - Thank you.

She's 15.

I'm not exactly sure how much formal schooling she's had.

- Yeah. - I went to school

all the time until I was 12.

Well, I'll give you an assessment,

and we'll figure out where you are, grade-level-wise.

Why don't you go on in and I'll find you a desk?

Have fun. I'll see you after school.

Okay.

Thank you for lending me Art and Wally this morning.

They were a huge help.

Oh, they were thrilled to do it.

Oh, great.

Oh, Miss Caspi, have you met Mountie Fletcher?

Oh, are you taking over for Gabriel?

Temporarily.

Huh, well, it's good to meet you.

You as well.

- Goodbye, Nora. - Have a great day.

How's the wound?

Right as rain.

How's Jenny?

She's... good.

I detect some uncertainty.

It's just...

she seems to be wounded by life.

Which is understandable given her circumstance.

She seems really eager to please.

Enjoy it while you can. From what I hear,

teenagers are usually anything but eager to please.

Ah, one of my favorite people!

And my most frequent patient.

Notice she didn't say favorite?

Well, my favorite patients follow nurse's orders.

Like staying off their feet while they heal?

We all have a job to do.

Indeed. Shall we?

Yes! If you'll excuse us, we have breakfast plans.

Certainly.

Good morning, ladies. Table for two?

Uh... that would be lovely. Thank you, kind sir.

- Right this way. - Thanks.

Sam took a job here.

I've noticed.

He wants to see if he likes

working in a hotel.

But why?

Well, he's thinking he might buy one when he...

...you know?

Ah, okay.

So, how much can I get for this delicious cup of coffee?

Do I hear five cents? Oh, I hear five. Five!

Going once. Five going twice.

Sold! To the lovely lady in the blue outfit.

I'm sorry?

Oh, I'm practicing. Yeah.

I'm the auctioneer for the Lawrence Ranch.

Ah, well, I'm sure you'll be making top dollar.

That's what I'm afraid of.

Oh, Tess, can I get you a table?

Nope, don't bother.

Enjoy.

Morning, Harley.

Tess.

Enjoying your breakfast?

Eggs are a little runny,

and the bacon wasn't as crispy as I like.

But something tells me

you're not really interested in that.

You bidding on the Lawrence Ranch?

I'm guessing she turned you down?

I just wanna know who I'm bidding against.

It's prime bottomland, Tess.

Everyone wants a piece. - Mm-hmm.

Here you go. Room two, upstairs, to your right.

There a problem?

Sam, first rule of working the front desk, always upsell.

Person asks for a regular room, you talk them into a suite.

Ask for a suite, you talk them into the deluxe suite.

Same thing in the restaurant.

Person asks for chicken, you talk them into a steak.

You order a steak, you talk them into a bigger steak. Mm-hmm?

Got it? - Got it.

Alright, that's the boy. Carry on.

Hi, Debbie. Ooh, I see you have some new pastries.

I'm doing an international-themed week.

So we have apple strudel from Austria,

Baklava from the Ottoman Empire,

Cannoli from Italy, and cardamom buns from Sweden.

- I love baklava. - Oh, try one.

Thank you.

Mmm! Ah, this takes me right back to Constantinople.

Mmm! The rug merchants, the crowded markets.

Such a vibrant, colorful city.

Such high praise. Thank you!

You know what's not represented here?

- Huh? - England.

You're right.

Have you ever heard of a Bakewell tart?

Can't say that I have.

It's a pastry from the town of Bakewell

in the district of Derbyshire.

- Sounds very English. - Oh, my mum used to make them.

I think I have the recipe.

They melt in your mouth, pure perfection.

I could make you a batch, if you'd like.

Are you sure?

Oh, no trouble at all, it'll be fun.

Thank you.

Those legal papers?

No, it's Jenny's file.

They arrived today from the Children's Bureau.

Oh, really?

It says here that she spent nine months

at the Hamilton Orphanage.

Just like she said.

Then there are notations that say that she came from

the Lorraine Orphanage in Ohio.

But none of those files are included.

It says here that it was shut down

due to lack of funding and many records were lost.

That's a shame...

Come in.

Oh, sorry. I didn't mean to interrupt.

No, it's fine. I'm just trying to come up with a new design.

Looks fancy.

I love fancy, but...

...what I'm looking for here is functional and unique.

Something St. Louis hasn't seen before.

Sounds like a tall order.

Look, I've been hearing some talk around town

and it seems like we're gonna have

a few interested parties tomorrow.

Maybe even a wild card buyer.

Really?

You made the right call. Not taking Tess' offer.

Ray's?

I've just been going through it.

I drew that when I was 10.

"I want to stay here forever."

Crazy childhood dreams.

Sometimes life... changes us in ways we'd never suspect.

Sometimes it does.

Jenny?

Jenny? What are you doing?

I'm looking for a part-time job.

Why?

Because I'm 15 and old enough to work now.

You wanna work?

I want to help out.

You know, it costs money to run an orphanage.

When I'm older, I'll get a job too.

That's... good, Annie. We all have to pitch in.

Now go to sleep.

Voila! The Bakewell tart.

- Nice! - Have a taste.

Don't mind if I do.

Mmm...

Interesting... uh...

I mean, it's very... very different.

Yeah, I wasn't sure if I put too much salt.

Or not enough sugar or maybe the baking powder's off?

No, it's.... Yum.

Good. Well, I'll leave the plate here

and let your customers try them.

Unless you don't want to offer them?

No, yes, of course I do.

Yes, my customers are going to love this...

...scrumptious delight. - Great!

Well, I'll come by later to see what they think.

- Sounds good. - Ta-ra!

Jenny! Did you do this?

Uh... I was awake, so I figured, why not?

Jenny made breakfast!

Oh. - Wow!

Where'd you learn how to cook?

At my Ohio Orphanage.

You know, the children would help out with the cooking.

- Mm-hmm. - I'm not in trouble, am I?

No! This is all very sweet.

But we'll take over from here.

You go upstairs and get ready for school.

Oh, Jenny?

We received your records from the Children's Bureau,

but some of the ones from Ohio were missing.

It doesn't surprise me.

Why is that?

The place was really disorganized.

Oh.

I don't see why we're doing this.

Well, work's still gotta get done.

Depends on who buys it.

Might have their own ranch hands.

My money's on Tess Stewart.

You don't have any money.

No, but she does.

I don't know. She's tough.

Oh.

Don't start working on my account.

Just taking a breather, boss.

Hey, boss?

Think we'll have a job left after the auction?

At this rate,

I'm not sure you'll have a job before the auction.

Got it.

- Good morning, Constable. - Call me Michael.

Can I interest you in a delectable pastry?

They all look so good.

Debbie. Michael.

International week looks like a hit.

Mm-hmm. And what will you have, Joe?

- Well... what's this? - I didn't make those.

- Oh, who did? - Maggie.

They're Bakewell tarts... from England.

- Maggie the nurse? - Mm-hmm, one and the same.

Well, she does everything well. How much?

Free samples, but you should really try

my cardamom buns or the cannoli?

- You can't beat the price. - I like that price.

I did try to warn you.

Doesn't live up to its name.

It's not... baked well.

I didn't have the heart to tell her.

Here she comes.

You should tell her. Why me?

Because you're law enforcement and that's a crime against food.

With my injury history,

I'm not upsetting the town nurse.

So? Did you try my Bakewell tarts?

- We did! - And what did you think?

Yeah, it was unlike anything I've ever... tasted.

Mm-hmm. And I'm not sure I ever will again.

Really?

- Yup. - I gotta get back to my store.

And I've gotta finish my rounds.

Did you hear that? Like nothing they've ever tasted.

Annie said that Jenny was looking at

"help wanted" ads last night.

Talking about how much it costs to run an orphanage.

Is that normal?

Well, when it comes to orphans,

I'm not sure what normal is.

I can't imagine what she's been through.

I wish I had her complete file.

It would certainly help us understand her better.

Yeah.

How would you like your taste buds

transported to England?

I'm pretty partial to England these days.

That's sweet.

And speaking of sweet, I made these myself.

Have a taste.

Okay. Hmm...

Mmm! Um, what's this?

It's called a Bakewell tart.

- They are so... unique. - I know right?

I left some at Debbie's pastry stand

and I can leave some for the hotel guests,

but you have to promise me you won't eat them all yourself.

I can promise you, I won't.

- Sam. - Hi, Tess.

I'm glad to see that allergy's cleared up.

You're looking a little queasy though.

I-I'm fine. Not queasy at all.

Oh, Tess. I... need to speak with you.

Man named Huntsman by the window. Don't look!

I know who that is.

You wanted me to keep my ear to the ground,

so I just...

I mean, once I'm given a task, I...

Jerry Huntsman. It's been a while.

Tess Stewart.

As I live and breathe... and eat.

Last time I saw you,

you were running a feed-lot at the railhead in Clearwater.

Mm-hmm. And as I recall, your husband was head of

the Cattlemen's Association at the time.

Well, now I am.

Well, by all means, please, have a seat.

Oh, that's right.

It was your husband who put me out of business.

That's 'cause you were cheating honest ranchers,

selling rotten feed at premium prices.

Mmm, cheating. How so?

It was full of weevils.

Mmm, can't please everyone.

You're living large.

Hope you can afford to pay for that.

Company can. Expense account.

It's delicious, you sure I can't get you anything?

- Company? - Yeah.

L&M Cattle Company. Based out of Chicago.

Hired me to be their business agent.

- L&M hired you? - Yup. Name's on the card.

They know money. I know the area.

They're looking to acquire the Lawrence Ranch,

and I'm here to buy it for them.

How about you? Are you aiming to bid?

I'm aiming to buy.

That's good for you.

Dream big. Bring your checkbook.

Miss Lawrence?

Almost ready.

You're the one with the train to catch.

Not till after the auction.

- I'll get the wagon ready. - Great.

I'm sure you'll be happy with your deluxe suite.

See? Now that is what I'm talking about.

I'm going to turn you into

a fine hotel employee yet, young man.

Thanks, Ronnie.

Oh, what are these?

- Uh, free samples. - Oh!

Those are for customers...

Unhand me, sir. I am your boss.

What is that?

- A pastry? - I beg to differ. Blech...

What are you... doing?

- I'm throwing them out! - No, I will!

Well then, do it! Now!

On this the White Rabbit blew three blasts on the trumpet,

and then unrolled the parchment scroll

and read as follows:

"The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts,

all on a summer day.

The Knave of Hearts, he stole those tarts,

and took them quite away."

And we'll stop there for now.

- No! - Keep going!

Jenny's right. It's time to wash up for lunch.

I like that Alice in Wonderland book.

Me too.

You know, when I was 10,

my parents took me to the Wonderland Falls.

Was it like the place that Alice goes?

There were no talking rabbits or Mad Hatter.

It was a great, big waterfall. And it was beautiful!

Were there any smiling cats?

Maybe one or two.

Hannah, what can I do for you?

Hi, Maggie. Do you have anything for bug bites?

Oh, bug bites happen to be one of my specialties.

Ooh, seems like Brookfield is leaving its mark on you.

Have a seat.

Thank you.

So, I hear the auction's happening today.

That must mean you're heading back

to the bright lights of home.

I admit I've missed electricity.

And hot running water. And the telephone.

- I'd love to see St. Louis. - You haven't been?

Oh, Maggie, it's just few days down the railroad tracks.

Ah, here we go.

This should soothe the itch.

I remember getting bit a lot the first summer I came, and...

...after that, the bugs left me alone.

Mm-hmm, they seem to like new blood.

They must know I don't belong.

They don't know anything. They're just bugs.

Whether you belong or not is known only by your heart.

You're a lifesaver. Thank you.

Constable. I've seen you around,

I haven't had the chance to introduce myself.

Tess Stewart.

I own the large spread just outside of town.

Michael Fletcher. What can I do for you?

You know, I...

I don't know how you approach your job.

I know your predecessor

looked out for the people of Brookfield.

That's the job of any Constable.

Well, I'm glad to hear you say that because, you know...

There is something about to go down...

...that threatens our community.

And what's that?

You know the Lawrence Ranch is about to be auctioned off today?

Mm-hmm.

There is a huge cattle corporation

that's looking to weasel their way into our community.

And unless we stop them, they'll control river access.

Individual ranching here will cease to exist.

I deal with crimes and civil offences,

not ranching operations.

I know. I know. I just...

Crimes...

How about the fact they have sent Jerry Huntsman

to do their bidding? You heard of him?

The man's a snake in the grass.

Don't like those.

Does this Huntsman fellow have any outstanding warrants?

I... I don't know.

I'll check...

but I won't get the answer in time

to stop him from bidding in the auction.

Nothing else you can do, huh?

My advice? Outbid him.

Oh, hi! How are you feeling?

Better? You take care now, okay?

- Hello, Sam. - Hi.

Look at that!

They're a big hit.

You know, all this time, I thought I couldn't cook.

You were... wrong.

I'll make you more. - No!

I mean, you're so busy, as our nurse.

You should maybe leave the... pastry baking to Debbie.

That's sweet...

...but I can do both!

Ken!

Aren't you headed to Cape Fullerton

to arrange our next cattle run?

Ah, that's the day after tomorrow.

Listen, we need to talk. - About what?

About the future of ranching in Brookfield.

I need your help in finding out more about Jenny.

Won't be the first background check I do today.

What does that mean?

What's going on with Jenny?

Well, her records only go back to last year

at the Hamilton Orphanage,

but I need to know what happened in the Ohio Orphanage.

And I need to have the answers to these questions.

Is she causing trouble?

Quite the opposite. She's a real sweetheart.

Then what's the problem?

Eleanor and I can't help her unless we know her whole story.

Did she get enough to eat, was it overcrowded?

We need to know more.

I'll get right on it.

Huntsman's in town for the auction.

Since when?

Since the L&M Cattle Company

hired him as their business agent.

They want the Lawrence Ranch.

- Who told you that? - Huntsman did. Yesterday.

I know you want that ranch, Tom.

So do I, so does Ken Newsome and Harley West

and a bunch of others.

Just something I was considering, Tess.

Spare me the song and dance.

We're competitors, but we're also neighbors.

We all lose if the corporation gets that ranch.

There's no need to jump to the worst case scenario.

Oh, come on! Tom!

They could care less about independent ranchers.

It's all about return on investment.

So not only do they own the best pasturage in the territory,

they control access to the river.

You remember '06. Creeks ran dry.

Ray Lawrence took down his fence,

so your cattle could get to water.

Ray was a good man. He stood by his friends.

And we need to stand together.

Or that corporation outbids us all.

So, what are you proposing?

May I offer you ladies a dessert?

No, thank you.

Are you sure? We have freshly baked apple pie.

We tried one of your desserts and we didn't care for it.

- Where? - At the front counter.

- Can we talk? - Come in.

Best we do this outside.

Okay.

I sent a telegram to Constable Reynolds in Clearwater

about the things you asked.

He made some calls and sent me this telegram.

I'm afraid it raises more questions than it answers.

- Tess is right, huh? - But how will it work?

First, we buy it,

then we figure out how to divide it.

I don't see how we have much choice.

Well, alrighty.

Let's get things started, shall we?

The Lawrence Ranch. So-named after Ray Lawrence,

a long-time resident of Brookfield

and a man much missed.

A close personal friend of mine,

and I'm sure, a friend of many of you, as well.

I used to--

Right. So, this is a 900-acre parcel

of prime bottomland.

And who will open the bidding on this fine piece of property?

15,000.

I have 15,000 dollars. Do I have 15,5?

Thank you. 15,5 right here.

15,5, looking-- - 16,000.

16,000, there it is. Right there.

- 16,5, anyone? - 17.

17. Right to 17, front row there.

17,5, anyone?

- 17,500. - 17,500. I've got 17,500.

- 18. - 18. There it is, right there.

18,5, anyone?

- 18,500. - 18,5. Thank you.

Looking for 19 now.

- 19 - Going to 19. We have it.

- I didn't think you'd come. - Neither did I.

Thank you very much. 19,500. Do we have 20?

- 20. - 20,500, anyone?

20,500.

Looks like Tess cut some sort of deal.

The four of them have pooled their money.

Why?

They're up against a corporation.

- 22. - Going to 22! Wow.

Leap-frogging over that, 22,000. Do we have 22,5?

Sam, you're off work early?

- I'm off permanently. - What happened?

I decided to leave the hotel business.

Well, I'm sure you'll find something that suits you.

Say, I was... gonna drop by.

Do you have anything for an upset stomach?

Yeah, of course. Was it something you ate?

Most likely.

Hmm. Come on.

Thank you, sir.

22,5 is the current bid we're looking for.

Do we have 22,5?

- 22,500. - Thank you. 22,5, we do have.

Looking for 23 now. 23?

25,000.

25,000. The bidding now stands...

I'm not watching this to the bitter end.

What would my uncle Ray want?

A corporation to take over

or Tess Stewart to split up the property?

25,500.

I've got 25,5. Does anyone want to go 26?

Who did your uncle leave his ranch to?

Did I mention this is a gorgeous piece of property?

Do I hear 26? 26, anybody?

- 26. - 26, there it is, right there--

- 27! - 28!

- 28,000-- - No! No, stop the auction.

- Excuse me? - We can't stop the auction!

The Lawrence Ranch is not for sale.

This auction is over.

- Ma'am... - You can't stop--

Just in case you change your mind.

She can't stop the auction!

I don't know what she can do!

Jump! Jump! Jump!

I messed up!

That was fun!

Jenny, can you come inside for a minute?

Sure.

It's my turn next!

Have a seat.

What's wrong?

I had the Mounties...

...reach out to some people in Ohio.

I found out that there's a regulation

that prohibits children from cooking in orphanages.

And you told us that's where you learned to cook.

I also discovered

that there is no Wonderland Falls in Ohio.

But there is a Wonderland Falls near Hamilton.

You told me that you had never been to Hamilton

before you were 12,

but you told Wally and Steve that you went

to Wonderland Falls with your parents when you were 10.

What's going on, Jenny?

My name's not Jenny. It's Dolores... Campbell.

And I've never been to Ohio.

I was born and raised in Hamilton.

Why did you lie?

My parents died when I was 12.

My grandma... she took me in, but she was really sick.

I was 15 when she died in the hospital.

No one ever came for me.

But I thought I could get by, you know, I took odd jobs.

One was cleaning a house for a woman

who adopted a baby from the Lorain Orphanage in Ohio.

She... She said she couldn't retrieve her child's records.

And that's where you got the idea.

When I turned 17, you know, I realized...

I was getting too old to ever be put in an orphanage.

But I... I couldn't find any work.

Two Mounties found me sleeping in the park.

One said to the other that I looked 15.

If I said I was 15, I could stay in an orphanage longer.

So... I made up a name, and said I was from the Ohio Orphanage.

That's when I was put in the Hamilton Charitable Home.

Why did you run away from there?

When I turned 18, I realized I didn't belong there anymore.

So... I ran away to Clearwater.

And you had trouble making it on your own.

I tried! I mean, I really did!

But I know that's no excuse.

- Hi, Ronnie. - Maggie.

- What ails you today? - I got a scratchy throat.

I think it's from all my auctioneering.

I bet.

I have some tea that will fix that right up.

Ah, terrific.

What a crazy day. First, I had to fire Sam,

and then Hannah calls off the auction!

You fired Sam? I thought he quit.

Oh, no, no. He was fired.

Why, may I ask?

Well, he kept putting out these pastries

that were hurting my business.

Hurting? They were hideous.

Yeah, they tasted like cardboard!

Only, with less flavor!

I wouldn't feed those things to my dog!

Oh...

Um, okay, well, that should do you just fine.

Dandy. What do I owe you?

Well, at least,

the corporation didn't buy Lawrence Ranch.

Yet.

As long as it's in that woman's hands,

anything is possible.

For now, you need to turn your focus to negotiating

a better rate for our cattle over at Cape Fullerton.

- I need top dollar. - Yeah.

- I will do my best. - How long are you gone for?

A week or so.

Is the auction over?

- I'm not selling. - Really?

Now I just have to figure out how to run a ranch.

Oh.

Trust you enjoyed that little stunt.

'Cause you just wasted everyone's time.

This wasn't personal, Tess.

Truly, I hope there's no hard feelings.

Well, you can hope whatever you want.

Ranching's tough.

But it's even tougher with no friends.

Who says you don't have any?

Just got this telegram.

Jenny's, or should I say, Dolores' story checks out.

She's from Hamilton.

Her parents, Frank and Mabel Campbell,

both died of whooping cough six years ago.

Dolores was then taken in by her grandmother

who died of a lung issue three years later.

No record after that.

- Poor girl. - Yeah.

She's had a rough life.

Sam!

How are you feeling? - Better.

Good because I have a surprise for you. Come in.

What's this?

Apple strudel, cannoli, cardamom buns, baklava,

peanut butter cookies.

Sweets...

for the sweetest man I know.

So, you know.

You didn't have to lose your job over my tarts.

Ah, working the front desk wasn't for me.

For now on,

I'm going to stick to what I know best.

Which is just about everything?

I'm okay with my lack of expertise in baking...

...are you?

More than okay.

Don't tell me you missed your train.

I didn't. What are you doing?

Making sure things are shipshape.

I think you should stay on and run the ranch.

Well, that'll be up to the new owner.

You're right.

- You didn't sell? - No.

What about your business in St. Louis?

I'll... I'll run it here.

Will you stay on?

Different Lawrence, but same name. Nothing changes.

Except your uncle was an actual rancher.

Okay.

He wasn't trying to run two different businesses.

Okay. But other than that?

Two peas in a pod.

Is that a yes?

You're not named Jenny?

- No... My real name is Dolores. - And she's way older than you!

So what, Art?

So you're not an orphan?

No. I'm still an orphan, but I'm 18 now.

So I don't belong here.

Why did you say you're someone you're not?

Because I was scared.

And hungry.

But that is no excuse.

You should never lie, it always hurts people.

Even yourself.

- I'll miss you. - We'll all miss you.

I... I will miss you all too.

Children, why don't you give us a moment

to speak to Dolores?

Am I in trouble with the Mounties?

No, Dolores.

But I hope you understand that given your age,

we can't let you stay here under our care--

I know.

I'll be going.

But we can offer you

room and board in exchange for your help here.

Really?

You understand what it is to be an orphan

and you're a natural caretaker.

We can't afford to pay you,

but you could get a part-time job

and make some of your own money.

I... Thank you.

Can I go tell the children?

Go ahead.

- You're staying? - Guys, come here, right now!

I think more than anything,

she just wanted to be part of a family.

This is her second chance.

- We love you! - I'm so glad you're staying.

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