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Previously on, When Calls the Heart. He's not the man you think he is. I can

make my own judgments when a man shows some interest in me. I'm gonna steal her

heart. My love is like a red, red rose. It's from a Robert Burns poem.

There's triumph in the anvil's stroke.

There's merit in the brave and strong who dig the mine or fell the oak.

That's very nice, Gabe.

The... The... No.

Ba.

Ba. Where are you reading from, Bo?

No ba-ba ain't a word.

You know, you're excused from having to read aloud in your group.

James told me it ain't fair you have me skip. It ain't, Miss Thatcher.

In my classroom, I get to determine what's fair and what isn't fair.

How about showing some compassion?

You know Bo just started up at school again after a long absence.

It ain't my fault the old teacher told him to stay home because he can't read.

Well, your old teacher isn't in charge anymore.

I am.

Yes, ma'am.

I was just at the Mergentile, and Ed Yoke asked if I wouldn't mind dropping

this off to you.

That's very kind of you. Thank you.

I didn't have to go to that trouble.

No trouble.

I do hope it's what I think it is.

It is.

The Compendium of Brain Disorders and Neurology.

Congenital Word Blindness.

Strecco Symbolia and Reading Strategies.

Well, I can't say I got a word of that.

This just couldn't have come at a better time.

I wrote to one of my old professors, Dr. Henschelwood, about one of my students.

He's done work with children with reading troubles that is absolutely

revolutionary.

I thought he'd forgotten all about me.

You're not an easy person to forget.

Thank you.

I think.

Jack, I... I feel really bad about everything that

happened, you know, with Billy.

No.

You don't have any reason to feel bad.

Billy Hamilton was a con man who was a professional manipulator.

That's true.

And I was duped by him.

But I finally saw through his charade. I don't want you to blame yourself for

falling under his spell.

I didn't exactly fall under his spell.

No. No, what I meant was he fooled you.

I'm not saying that you're a fool, exactly.

And what are you saying, exactly?

No, I'm just saying that...

Women of a certain age are an easy market. Now you're calling me desperate.

What? No.

I would really love to sit and chat about my many weaknesses, but as you can

see, I have quite a lot of work to do. I'm just trying to help you.

I'm just trying to speak to you as a friend.

Thank you for bringing the package.

I hope you have a nice day.

He was absolutely impertinent.

I mean, yes, he saw through that con man first, and yes, I was fooled by him for

a while, but... Elizabeth, maybe it's not Jack you're mad at.

Maybe your pride is a bit bruised.

You have every reason to be angry at the situation.

I'm not angry.

Clearly.

Jack seems to take pleasure in reminding me how inane I was.

He even implied that I was so desperate to find a husband that I couldn't think

straight.

This is amazing.

If I keep living here, I'm going to bust out of my clothes altogether.

My grandmother's recipe.

He's made it perfectly clear that as a Mountie, he's not interested in

committing to a woman. So I don't understand why he's taken such an

interest in my love life.

These are heavenly.

Have another.

I couldn't.

Maybe just one more.

You know, Abigail, my family has employed some of the best chefs from

some of the finest culinary schools, and your scones and pies are lighter and

tastier than any I ever had at home.

Do you really think so?

I know so.

Noah did love my baking.

I took... Great pride in cooking for him and my son, Peter.

And they did often brag to others about my cooking, but they only had me to

compare to.

I mean, certainly not that fancy big city food you're talking about.

Well, trust me, they were right.

Whether in the big city or here in Coal Valley.

Well, someone's here to see you.

Miss Thatcher?

If this is about my homework, I'm real sorry. It's taken me longer than I

thought it would, and I promise I'll get it by tomorrow.

I've already spoken with your parents.

I'd like for you to stay after school one day this week to take a special

test. It's nothing you need to do, son, if you don't want to.

You know when you turn 15, you got a job in the mind with me.

Carl, we agreed.

One little test won't hurt anything.

I suppose.

Thank you, Mr. Grady. You won't regret this.

Miss Thatcher, this is Coal Valley.

Bo's future's in that mine.

And he don't need to read to make a name for himself down there.

What kind of test?

Don't worry, Bo. It's nothing you need to study for.

Okay. If you think I should.

These are beautiful.

Did you make these?

Yep.

From scratch?

Yes, ma'am.

Who taught you?

Nobody. I just see them in newspapers and magazines, and then I make them. I

don't think I've ever seen anything quite like them.

You're a very talented beau.

Thank you, ma'am.

Good evening.

Oh. Oh, Abigail.

Good evening, Jack.

So what used to be here?

Oh, it was, um, cafe.

There was a time when all the single miners would eat their meals here. It

was food without the drink of the saloon, but the food wasn't much better,

and Henry Gowen shut it down.

Well, more profit in drink than food, I suppose.

Exactly.

Is there something else?

Actually, I was wondering if you could help me with something.

Well, I'm happy to if I can.

If, let's say, a bear saved a deer from

a skunk, a skunk who had every intention of hurting her, why then

would the deer be angry at the bear?

Perhaps the deer's pride is hurt.

Maybe seeing the bear reminds her that she was silly enough to trust a skunk.

Hmm, I see.

Furthermore, the bear was saving the deer from an untrustworthy animal, but

didn't seem to have any interest in replacing him.

Love, I've lost you.

Jack, Billy was not the right man for Elizabeth.

He was indeed a skunk.

But one day there will be an appropriate man, a good man, who will approach

Elizabeth with honorable intentions, and then she will be taken.

Perhaps approach her not as a constable who's there to rescue her, but

as a man.

Can I help you, Constable?

Actually, it's just Jack tonight, as you can see.

I stand corrected.

How's your reading student coming along?

Still working on it.

Elizabeth, I was thinking.

I do not see you very often since I moved out of the saloon.

I miss our friendship.

And I was wondering if you might be inclined to have a supper with me.

To be clear, when you say you'd like to have supper, you mean you'd like to come

to my house where I will be the one doing the cooking?

Oh, no.

No, why would you think that?

So what then?

Chili and cornbread here at the saloon?

Yeah.

No. Uh, because I hadn't really thought it through.

Well, I would love to, but I'm...

Very busy with work, and I was planning on cleaning out my closet.

Well, I didn't tell you which night I was considering.

Of course.

I'm sorry.

How about Friday night?

Actually, that's the very night I was planning on cleaning out my closet.

I see.

Well, maybe another time.

Good evening.

Jack.

On second thought, I actually really could use your help with one of my

students.

Yeah, of course. So why don't you meet me here tomorrow night?

I'll even share a bowl of chili with you.

You can't be serious, Mrs. Stanton.

I'm absolutely serious.

A cafe serving sandwiches, soups, teas, baked goods, and other confections.

Many of the new miners are single and have no one to cook for them.

The saloon's plenty for a town this size.

People need variety, a place to gather, to break bread together.

Mr. Gowan, I believe this cafe can get people to spend their money in town.

Make me an offer.

I'm prepared to offer you 25% of the profits.

I will fix the place up myself.

Fix up the place yourself, you take 25% of the profits, 75% comes to the

company.

50-50.

50-50 it is.

But I want your row house.

I have new miners' families coming into town, and I don't have any place to put

them.

Mr. Gowan, that's my home.

Where I lived with my husband, where my son was raised.

There's two rooms above the cafe. You can live there.

Those are my terms.

I'll give you a week to decide, but then the offer's off the table.

Now, if you'd excuse me, I have work to do.

Good evening, Miss Thatcher.

Evening.

Thank you for coming.

You're welcome.

Please sit here across from me.

I thought that we were going to have some dinner together.

We will.

You said you wanted to be friends, and right now I could use a friend to help

me with this.

Right.

Right.

I'm going to be administering an intelligence test.

The research shows that some of the smartest students are also the slowest

readers. And my taking the test helps you how? I need someone to practice on.

You'll be my guinea pig.

Guinea pig?

Yes. Now scientists are using guinea pigs for their experimentation.

All right.

It's a written test, but I'd like to open with a question to assess your

basic comprehension level.

Mm-mm.

I want to make sure you can follow simple instructions.

Okay.

Pay me a compliment.

I don't understand.

It's a simple test to determine whether you can follow directions.

Oh.

I see.

I admire...

How dedicated you are to your students.

Not good?

There's no good or bad. It's only an opportunity to assess your ability to

follow directions.

No, no. I want to change my answer.

Well, that's very unorthodox, but you may.

You look really beautiful tonight.

Please take your pencil, turn over your pages, and begin.

You will have one hour to complete the test.

And then we can have dinner.

Come on.

What? Really?

It will show your ability to perform prehension provoked by visual

perception. That's a lot of P-words I didn't quite grasp.

Well, here's another P-word for you.

Please, just do as I ask.

But when he called on Nellie Gray, she made him quite a scoff.

And when she saw his wooden legs, she began to take them off.

You were right.

There was a bird's nest in the flue.

Well, we were afraid to light the stove when we heard the chirping.

Did you save the baby birds? They didn't get hurt when you moved them, did they?

Oh, no, no. I put them in the oak tree by the well. Safe and sound.

Well, we are so grateful.

This is the kind of thing Adam would have taken care of.

My daddy can do anything.

Well, you all must miss him very much.

The blessing of fire.

Thank you, Constable.

Mama says Daddy will be home in one or two weeks.

Well, that's very good news.

All right, let's let Mountie Jack get back to his work.

Let's go upstairs to your schoolwork.

Yes, Mama. Yes, Mama.

I feel almost selfish saying this when so many families have lost their

husbands and fathers, but when we get Adam back, I don't think I'll ever let

him leave this house again.

Well, I can understand that.

When you almost lose someone you care about, you realize all those...

Little arguments over simple things, meaningless things. They just don't

matter anymore.

Chuck. I need to talk to him.

Just come in.

Thank you.

Where do I start?

Life is too short for us to hold on to petty grievances.

I agree wholeheartedly.

Good.

I want you to know that if you ever need anything,

even if you have the smallest care in the world,

You can count on me.

Knock on my door day or night.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

And if you give me a second chance, I can do better than chili and cornbread

at the salon.

Brilliant. Simply brilliant.

Oh, I think I need to sit down.

Did you hear what Miss Thatcher said, Ma?

She said I'm smart.

The first step in helping Bo was to give him an intelligence test.

He scored extremely high.

I can't wait for Pa to get home so I can tell him.

But I'm confused.

How could he take a test if he can't read?

I read Bo the questions, and he remembered all of them.

I think Bo has a condition called word blindness.

Fancy name for it is dyslexia. Never heard of such a thing. The research is

very new.

But I think with the right tools and methods, Bo will be able to learn to

read. I knew it.

That old bat of a teacher we had before you, she kept calling him too slow to

learn, but I knew that couldn't be right.

I have a hunch it's all about to change.

And Bo, with the techniques I've been studying, I think you can be anything

you wish.

A doctor or a scientist.

Or a teacher, Ms. Thatcher.

Oh, I'm flattered.

So when do we start?

Oh, my

goodness.

Abigail, where have you been all day?

Oh, working on a project.

I'm sorry. I just realized there's no dinner. I'm fine. I just warmed up some

leftovers.

So, what is this project?

Well, I'm not ready to say just yet, but when I am, you will be the first to

know.

Peter was taller than me by the time he was 13.

This house has so many memories.

Abigail, what is it?

I'm no longer a wife.

I'm no longer a mother.

I'm just struggling to find my purpose now.

Before I came here, I thought my purpose was teaching at one of those big city

schools.

God shut that door, and he opened up another one.

A much more meaningful one.

And that is teaching here in Coal Valley.

And I just know...

God will show you what he wants for you too, Abigail.

Thank you, Elizabeth.

That's good advice.

Well, I'm bushed. I'm gonna hit the hay.

Good night.

Good night.

The cat ran fast.

The... Cat ran fast. Very good.

Well, that belongs to this sentence.

The cat ran fast.

They switched the words around that time. It's all right.

The fast cat ran.

See? The fast cat ran. A little different.

It's all right. It's all right.

Let's move on to this sentence instead.

Jane saw the big...

Well, let's sing it together, shall we?

I don't write singing. What are you doing, Miss Thatcher?

What's this about?

We were just working on some reading exercises.

What exercises?

All I heard you talk about was some test.

Carl, don't scold them.

I gave Miss Thatcher permission to start working with Bo.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because I didn't want you to nix it before it even had a chance to help.

That's why.

He needs this.

Bo, would you go upstairs, please?

I need to have a word with Miss Thatcher.

Mr. Grady, these techniques are going to help Bo learn to read.

I'm just sure of it.

Look, I don't mean to be ungrateful, Miss Thatcher, but I did hear what was

going on in here, and your fancy techniques didn't make an ounce of

difference. Bo just memorized what you wanted him to say, and then he recited

it back to you like he's always done, until you change it up on him.

And then he couldn't do it. It might take some more time, but the research

says that with repetition... I'm sorry, but I'm not going to let you get his

hopes up over something that's never going to happen.

Mr. Grady, why are you so afraid of letting Bo try this?

Because I love my boy.

And I know how cruel this world can be, and I don't aim to see him crushed by

it.

As long as you're not the one doing the crushing.

His birthday's in a week.

If you haven't read by then, I'm staying continuing school.

If not,

he's coming to work in the mine with me.

A week is not enough time. We have to find the right combination. It's like

picking a lock.

I'm sorry, but it's going to be a week.

All right, Emily, it's your turn to read aloud now.

The cat ran fast.

The fast cat ran.

Run, run, run after the fast cat ran fast.

This is too easy, Miss Thatcher. May I please go on to the next level?

Yes,

Emily, you may go on.

Now, Fanny tossed it to the top of the wall, if you can.

Very nice.

Elizabeth. I'm sorry. I know it's late.

What's wrong?

It's Abigail.

She's been coming home late at night. She says she's working on something, but

she seems really depressed.

She never came home tonight, and I'm worried about her. I think I know where

she is.

You do?

Yeah.

Come on.

I'll take you to her.

Here.

I have a feeling this conversation is better between just the two of you.

Abigail?

What are you doing here?

Elizabeth.

How did you know where to find me?

Jack brought me.

He says you've been here every night this week.

Well, actually, this is all your fault.

The other day when you were enjoying my scones and you said all those fancy

chefs at home had never concocted anything finer, I got to thinking, what

if I could reopen the cafe?

It would be a great new start for me.

Oh, Abigail, that's a wonderful idea.

I met with Gowan to try to make a deal, but I should have known he would make

things hard.

He said he would allow me to open the cafe, but I had to give him my home.

Your home?

I have a week to decide.

It's a steep price to pay, and my first inclination was to say no, but then I

realized Noah and Peter don't live in that house anymore.

They're with me wherever I go.

And I need to find a new purpose in life. I need to find a new reason to get

up in the morning.

I understand.

And I know you would be a huge success.

But why keep it a secret?

Nobody in town has ever tried anything like this before. I didn't want you to

think I was crazy.

I would never think that. Well, maybe you should.

I mean, Gowen is betting against me, and maybe he's right.

I don't know, Elizabeth. Maybe it's too risky to lose my house for a

foolish dream.

Abigail, I would never tell you what to do.

But you are one of the most remarkable women I've ever met.

You didn't think you could help Carla deliver those twins, but all three of

them wouldn't be alive if it weren't for you.

And none of those widows would have their homes if you hadn't led them into

the mine.

I believe in you.

And I believe you can accomplish anything you set your mind to.

Thank you.

That means a lot.

I was going to bake some cookies for the kids, but then I fell asleep and the

dough went bad.

They're adorable.

These shapes.

Do you have any more of this dough?

Oh. I'll catch up.

You're going into the mine?

Yes, Miss Thatcher.

I just... I just found something.

The research says that people with word blindness think in three dimensions.

That's why you're so good at building your models, because they make sense to

you. Miss Thatcher, I don't even understand what you're saying.

Let me explain.

The reason you can't remember the words and the letters is because they're just

squiggles and shapes on the page.

But look.

This is a C.

I made it into a cat.

The sound for C is c, c.

I already made my decision.

I'm going to be a minor now.

Oh, please, Beau.

You still have a week until your birthday.

This is best.

Thank you for trying.

I have to say I'm surprised you're going through with this, Mrs. Stanton.

Trust me, that makes two of us.

All that's left is for you to sign at the bottom of the page, and the cafe is

yours to run.

Congratulations.

Thank you.

You widows put me through hell over those row houses.

I'm glad to finally get one back.

Just for the record, this town will never support a cafe.

How do you know?

Well, I don't know much, but I know business.

And if Coal Valley were ready for another eatery, I would have opened it

myself.

Some lovely curtains will spruce this place right up.

Okay, well, they say a little rain is good luck.

I mean it.

He did it.

I smelled cookies, Mrs. Stanton. Are you selling them?

Well, Miles, I'm not officially opened yet, but, um, let me see what I can do.

Here you go. These are on the house.

Gee, thanks.

Hey, Miles.

I guess that makes you my first official customer.

I sure hope you have more.

Why?

Because you're gonna need them.

Carl, please try to keep an open mind and just listen what Miss Thatcher has

to say. I've already heard everything there is to hear.

Bo.

Would you please read to us? All right, that's it. Bo, you don't have to.

The cat ran fast.

The fast cat ran.

Run, run, run.

Aft.

Aft.

After.

After the bat.

Fast cat run fast.

Dear Lord.

Help.

I can see now, Pothy. It finally makes sense.

What's this called?

S.

S for sneak.

S.

And this.

What's this say?

Cat.

C-A-T.

It says cat.

Cat.

They're selling cookies at the old cafe.

Better hurry before they're gone.

Enjoy the coffee.

Thank you.

Oh, my goodness, Abigail.

When I saw this?

After I signed the house over to Gowan. Oh, yes, I lit the stove. I guess the

smell of fresh baked goods drew all these people. They've been at my door

since early this morning.

I'm so proud of you.

You did it.

Not without your encouragement.

Excuse me, ma'am.

The line starts back there.

Very funny.

This is amazing, isn't it?

It is.

I guess it proves if you want something bad enough, you find a way to get it.

I guess you're right.

Hello, Miss Thatcher.

How are you, Jack?

Jolene, how are those baby birds doing?

I named one after you because his red feathers are like your coat.

I'm honored.

Come along, Jolene.

You won't have to fix anything anymore.

My daddy comes home tomorrow.

Only minor pulled out alive after the disaster is coming home from the

hospital tomorrow.

A new business is thriving.

This town is growing fast.

Soon it'll be a big city just like Cape Fullerton and you won't have any reason

to leave.

True.

But there is another reason for me to stay.

Is there?

Yes.

I think it's only fair that you take the same test you gave me.

Starting with a basic task to test your ability to follow instructions.

Oh, really?

Yeah, it's an important part of the test.

All right.

Good. You agree to forgive me for everything stupid I've ever said or

done. Oh, I don't know.

There are just so many of them.

Well, no one said it was going to be an easy test.

I can follow those instructions.

I'm glad.

Is that the end of the test?

Oh, no.

Now comes the written part.

Oh, well.

There's another one you got wrong.

Are you sure you're scoring it correctly?

Relax, I graduated with honors.

Jack, do you stay up at night just thinking of ways to drive me fatty?

No, don't have to. Just sort of comes out naturally.

Okay.

Well, are you going to tell me or not?

Are you sure you want to know?

Of course I want to know.

See, it turns out... You're not quite as smart as I thought you were.

That's not true.

Jack, is this payback for the test I gave you? No.

No, you really didn't do very well.

Let me see.

Jack, let me see it. Let me see it.

Give it to me, please. No, okay, just relax.