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I woke early that morning.

A great thought pressing upon me.

I had made my decision.

I knew what I wanted,

and today I would seize it.

Fortune favoured the brave.

Didn't it?

It's absolutely perfect toast.

Mr. Ryder, I want to hear your
thoughts on the book I lent you.

I've made little progress.

What is it that you're reading?

You won't know it.

It is far too trivial for her tastes.

Would you like the preserves,
Miss Bennet?

-I recommend the strawberry.
-Thank you.

The marmalade is most excellent.

Mr. Hayward, I am heartened to see you
out in public so soon after your...

disappointment with Miss Baxter.

The whole situation
was so publicly played out

I would have hidden myself away
for a year at least,

with the humiliation of it all.

-You are brave.
-On the contrary.

Things can happen
to any of us, can't they?

Kippers, Miss Bingley?

-Pass the coffee pot.
-It's empty.

It's quite hard to imagine
that later today, we will see the sea.

But I think I might be the first
in my family to climb a mountain.

-I think you're right.
-It will not disappoint, Miss Bennet.

I can assure you that.

It's extraordinary to think

that we'll be following
in Mr. Wordsworth's steps.

-That we'll stand where he stood--
-She stood, actually.

It was his sister
that climbed Scafell.

And so, our little party
has expanded.

Yes.

I know it is not polite of me to say,

but I do not care much for Miss Bingley.

Nor I.

I get the feeling that,
at any moment,

she might ask me to fetch her coat
or polish her shoes.

Well, you'd have to be in
possession of 10,000 a year

to win the good opinion
of Caroline Bingley.

Do you think money
is important, Miss Bennet?

You know, Lizzy used to say

that it was only when she caught
sight of Pemberley

that she realised
how much she loved Mr. Darcy.

6-1 odds on Slim and Sprightly
at the 4:20 in York next Tuesday.

-On the flat?
-Yes.

Well, it's a shame it isn't Newmarket,

but you must surely take the odds.

That I will, Miss Bennet,
and so must you.

-Yes.
-Mr. Hurst.

Oh, what a good idea.

Okay, give me strength.

Yeah.

Put some effort into it, Hayward.

You could do with loosening up.

That's it.

Tom.

I wondered whether you and I
might find some time to discuss

this legal matter today.

Of course.

-I'd be delighted.
-Come along.

The mountain will not wait.

Let's go.

-It's rather marvellous.
-Miss Bingley. Steady on. Steady on.

Miss Bennet.

Here.

-Honeysuckle.
-Yes.

-Very poisonous to dogs.
-But not bears.

Not bears.
Dogs and humans.

It's funny, although
it's called honeysuckle,

if you were to suckle on the berries
they would leave you quite sick.

Fascinating.

I mean, no, what I meant
to say was, thank you.

My pleasure.

Miss Bennet?

I picked this for you.

-A primrose.
-The last two primroses of the season.

One for you and one for Miss Bingley.

Very thoughtful.

You must have a fact
about primroses, Miss Bennet.

I shall have to think...

The first to eat a primrose,
they say, will be the first to marry.

-Could you imagine?
-It's silly.

-They have hairy undersides.
-I beg your pardon?

Primrose leaves.

I see.

There's also something
about fairies.

I probably should have led...
led with... with that.

Miss Bennet, you always make me
see the world in a new light.

Shall we?

Gosh, there's...
a lot of sheep faeces.

Glorious.

More. More.

I do hope the Hursts
are not finding it too taxing.

Yes.

I offered Mrs. Hurst my arm
when we forded the stream,

but she brushed me off
quite brusquely.

She obviously possesses the same
gentle charm as her sister.

Look at this.

-Isn't it marvellous?
-It really, really is.

I think we'll have to accompany
the Hursts back down.

-Really?
-They have no wish to continue.

But unfortunately, no recollection
of the path we walked to get here.

Well, can't they just head
downwards?

Well, the inn will be
peaceful this afternoon.

Everyone will be out.

Very good.

We shouldn't risk
the Hursts getting lost.

No.

Are you happy to continue
without us, Mary?

Of course.

I want to hear all about
the view when you return.

And take good care of her,
won't you?

I will.

-I'll race you down.
-You're on.

Onwards we go.

Thank you.

7Mr. Ryder, perhaps Miss
Bingley is in greater need...

-Wait for me.
-...of your assistance.

That way lies the Solway Firth,
and then...

Scotland.

And then beyond that?

Beyond that...

is the sea.

What would your mother say...

if she could see you now.

She would likely tell me
that the winds have ruined my hair.

The vastness of the landscape...

almost overwhelming.

It is here.

It reminds me how small
and insignificant we are.

How in the blink of an eye, we, everything
that we have created will be gone.

Do you think there's a lesson here,
Miss Bennet?

That during our short time on this Earth,
we should be brave.

Follow our hearts.

Perhaps there is.

Perhaps now would be a good time
to continue our conversation

from the boat yesterday.

Well, I...

-Yes.
-Yes.

Though I...

Though I spend so much
of my time absorbed in poetry,

when it comes
to my own emotions, I--

Well, I do not always find it
easy knowing where to begin.

-Oh, same.
-Yes.

Miss Bennet.

Mary.

I am most glad
that we were able to see this.

To be here together.

As am I.

You know that I've grown
so fond of you.

So fond of you
during our time together.

And I you, yes.

There is no one I long
to talk to like I do you.

No one.

No one who makes me
feel more like me.

-If that makes any sense at all.
-It does.

It does. Yes, it...
No, it absolutely does, yes.

Yes.

-I wondered if you might--
-Tom.

If, if I might?

-Tom, I beg a word with you.
-William, please give us a moment.

We were just in the middle
of a conversation, yes.

I'm afraid I really must insist.
I'll be brief.

It is very important.

We will continue.

Oh, yes.

Now, Tom, we must discuss
my financial affairs.

You see, there has been
a development...

Do you know what legal matter

Mr. Ryder wished to speak
to Mr. Hayward about so urgently?

Something to do with his aunt,

Lady Catherine de Bourgh.

Anyway, I appreciate it.

That could not wait?

Evidently not.

Excuse us.
Business talk, I'm afraid.

And is the matter resolved?

Yes.

Yes, I'd say it is.

Sit.

Would you like an egg?

Now, where were we?

What were you saying, Mr. Hayward, when...
Mr. Ryder came over?

I'm sorry.

I cannot do this anymore.

My own circumstances
have changed.

What has happened?

Please forgive me.

Miss Bennet.

Mr. Hayward?

Miss Bennet.

Shall we take in the views

and see what inspiration
Wordsworth can give us?

I wandered lonely as a cloud

That floats on high
o'er vales and hills,

When all at once I saw a crowd,

A host, of golden daffodils,

Beside the lake,
beneath the trees,

Fluttering and dancing
in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars
that shine

And twinkle on the milky way,

They stretched
in never-ending line

Along the margin of a bay.

I think that might be the inn.

It's moving.

Or a sheep.

How does Mr. Hayward
seem to you?

Is he quite all right?

Mr. Hayward?
I think so.

Mr. Ryder, Mr. Hayward, a word.

-One moment.
-Now.

Mr. Hayward.

...it looks like double terrain,
or this.

Understood.

We need to make our way
down the mountain.

-What?
-Why?

-What has happened?
-There's a storm coming in.

But we've only just arrived,

and we need to rest before
heading back down.

Nevertheless,
a storm is brewing.

We need to start
our descent immediately.

How does he know?

He says there's been
a change in the air.

But I can't feel it.

Well, he can.
And he is our guide.

So we should leave.

-I was only saying I could not--
-Please.

Let us gather our things up.

Hayward, I don't think
we need to leave immediately.

Earlier, it seemed as though a storm
was brewing and nothing happened.

Yes. And this guide is not
the sharpest fellow I've ever met.

So I say we stay here a little longer.

He knows the skies and he knows
the area, Miss Bingley.

What do you think, Miss Bennet?

Can you imagine what it would be like

to experience a storm from up here?

-To watch it come in.
-Yes, that would be quite unforgettable.

And did Wordsworth himself
not tell us that

no traveller should grudge
a little inconvenience

to witness such a sight
as a storm.

It is a privilege

to witness such a demonstration
of nature's power.

I am not sure what privilege
there is in being soaked to the skin.

A little rain is of no concern to me.

Well, you are not the only person here.

I think we should
stay a while longer,

and I think we should experience
the storm just as Wordsworth did.

That is the spirit, Miss Bennet.

But our guide has told us that
we should leave.

Miss Bennet,
I appeal to your rational mind.

Right. I am leaving this minute
and I suggest you follow,

or else I will inform the others
they have a rather long wait for you.

Has he just left us?

I believe he has.

This is not like you at all.

It is I who has changed, is it?

Yes.

Well, perhaps I'm...
I'm tired of my old character.

-I wish to try a new one.
-I'm sorry to hear that.

I was fond of the old Mary.

I shall be sure
to tell her that,

for she has wondered many times
today what your true feelings were.

Sometimes in life, we must
seize the moment and we must...

finish what we set out to do
without letting anything get in our way.

I am sorry
to have disappointed you.

"There was a roaring
in the wind all night,

"The rain came heavy
and fell in floods."

Quite extraordinary.

-I think, perhaps, now we should go.
-Magnificent!

Nevertheless,
I think we should head back.

Is this not the most extraordinary
sight you've ever laid eyes upon?

We need to move quickly!

-Come on.
-We can head down now.

What it is to be alive, eh?

I'm sorry.

Please stay close.

I told Mrs. Gardiner I would look
after you. I intend to keep my word.

It's very slippery.

Tread carefully. I'll go on ahead
and find the safest way down.

Hayward, don't worry.
I know the route.

Mr. Ryder!

Mr. Ryder!

Miss Bennet!

Miss Bennet!

-Miss Bingley!
-Help me!

-Can you move?
-No, I don't think so.

Please go and get help.

I do not know
where Ryder or Hayward are.

Here, let me.

Be careful!

-Be careful!
-I'm trying. I'm trying.

Stop! Stop!

-Put your arm around me.
-Oh, thank God.

All right? All right?

I cannot feel my foot.

Don't walk on the stones.
They're slippery.

Miss Bennet!

Miss Bennet!

Miss Bingley.

-She fell. She fell. She's hurt.
-Miss Bingley! Miss Bingley!

-I can help.
-I've got her, Miss Bennet.

Do you know how I would feel if
anything were to happen to you?

-Oh, it hurts.
-Hold on, Miss Bingley.

They're taking too long.
Do you think something's happened?

I'm sure they're fine.

I should go and look for them.

There they are.

I'm so sorry. I lost you all
on the way down.

Miss Bingley is badly hurt.
We must get her inside.

We've had to carry her
down the mountain.

Oh, Mary.

Mary.

-My foot...
-Miss Bennet.

-Get her inside.
-Miss Bennet.

Let me. Let me. Let me.

-Hurry.
-You're okay.

Miss Bennet, you're okay.

Thank you.

What did the doctor say?

Any change?

Not as yet.

You should get some rest, Tom.

Mary?

Mary, are you awake?

Oh, Tom. Tom!

-Is she awake?
-I think so.

Let me fetch the doctor.

She's doing well and she's going
to make a full recovery.

Thank you.

-Safe travels!
-Thank you.

And so it was that Mr. Hayward
left The Lakes.

A trip that had promised
so much,

had delivered very little.

He didn't return to London.

I did not know
when I would see him again.

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