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It is time I returned to Ralph.

He'll wonder what
has happened to me.

- I won the case.
- I know, ma'am,

but I also know
what you've lost.

I beg you to believe
that I am a changed man.

You're the last person on Earth
I would allow to court Augusta.

I am right in thinking you share
my tastes, Arthur?

I fought in vain to deny it,

but I am in love with you.

No!

It's too late!

We're to gather shortly on the beach
for champagne and games.

You seem to have done
little else since London

than drink champagne
with Montrose and his friends.

I've been
celebrating my victory.

Georgiana...

Have you given yourself time

to absorb
the revelations of the trial?

I've no desire
to dwell on the trial.

I wondered if it might
have made you even

more determined
to find your mother.

I have accepted
that the search is hopeless.

From now on,
I shall look only to the future.

But what of you?

Your wedding
is only two weeks away.

Do I sense you're putting
off your return to Willingden?

I'd like to be certain you've
recovered from your ordeal.

As you see,
I've entirely recovered.

And I couldn't leave
before your party tomorrow.

It is kind of Tom and Mary
to host it,

but I fear it might be
a rather staid occasion.

Arthur!

Charlotte and I

are to meet Harry and his friends
on the beach. Say you'll come.

I'm, uh...

I'm not sure.

What has possessed
the pair of you?

Ever since the shooting party,

- you've both been out of sorts.
- I have no idea what you mean.

Well.

Whatever is ailing you both,

I believe the best way

to deal with your problems
is to forget them.

Preferably with champagne.

Can I persuade you
to saddle up and join me?

God, no, thank you.

It's far too early in the day
for such exertions.

Had you not planned to return
to London after

the shooting party,
yet five days have passed

and here you are.

I don't wish
to outstay my welcome, brother,

but I am not ready
to leave just yet.

I am enjoying getting
to know Leo and Augusta.

And Lady de Clemente?

This might be the first

friendship I've ever had
with a woman.

And since neither of us
have the least bit

of romantic interest
in each other,

it's refreshingly
uncomplicated.

Perhaps
you are growing up.

I won't go that far.

Did I mention
Miss Lambe is hosting

a party to celebrate
her success in court?

We're both invited.

Do we know
who else will be in attendance?

I assume Miss Heywood
will be there,

if that's what you're asking.

I know your last

conversation with her
didn't go the way you hoped.

I must look to the future,
Samuel.

To which end, I've invited
Lady Lydia and her mother to tea.

And what of Miss Heywood?

Do you intend to pretend
she just doesn't exist?

Suppress your feelings?

I believe that's the motto
on our family crest.

"My dear Augusta,

"with every word you write,
you pierce my soul.

"And with every passing day,
the agony of separation

grows yet sharper."

"I cannot let your uncle
destroy your happiness.

"If there is a way for us
to be together,

I will find it."

And where have you been?

I like to spend time
in quiet contemplation

before I meet Mr. Hankins.

His efforts
are evidently failing

if that debacle at
the shoot is any measure.

Setting your sights
on Miss Markham!

Or should I say
her 5,000 a year?

I never should have asked
Mr. Colbourne if I could call on her.

The approach was misjudged.

But I can say

with hand on heart that
I've not been near her since.

For my lady.

Thistles?

Who would send me...

...thistles?

I could hazard a guess.

What's that?

Just a flower.

We don't grow orchids
in our greenhouse.

But I assume Lady Denham does?

- It is possible.
- I made it perfectly clear

that Sir Edward
was not to call on you.

But true to form, he's resorted
to evasion and deceit.

- You left him no choice.
- Tell me

you have not been
alone with him.

Why is that any of your concern?

I am not your daughter.

You will have no further contact
with that man.

From now on, you are never to leave
the house without a chaperone!

You've already made your concerns
abundantly clear, Mary.

This is an alternative, Tom,
a proposal of my own.

A way to improve the Old Town,
rather than destroy it.

If you could just
spare a moment to read it.

No, I can't, I'm afraid,
I'm late for an important meeting.

Why will you not listen to me?

You're a wonderful wife,
Mary, and a devoted mother.

But you are not a businessman.

There are things
you do not understand.

So why don't you leave
the speculating to me,

and I will leave
the running of the house

to you.

You seem to be in unusually
good spirits of late,

Beatrice.

I believe I know the cause!

Do you, brother?

Why...

grace of God, of course, sister.

- Would you not say?
- Yes.

And I do not think you are alone.

I detect an ever-sharper sense
of purpose

in you, Sir Edward.

Is it not said that God
helps those who help themselves,

Mr. Hankins?

Indeed so.

A little more?

They're his friends from Bath,

a rather fashionable crowd.

They seem highly
taken with Georgiana.

Or with her fortune.

How about a little sport?

Shall we see

who can eat the largest number
of macaroons in less than a minute?

Perhaps you haven't heard,

but Georgiana's been leading
a sugar boycott.

I will put two pounds
on Arthur.

Uh...

I think I'll decline,
thank you.

They're not afraid to
draw attention to themselves.

It is only a bit of fun,
Charlotte.

You need more champagne.

Arthur.

I must ask.

Have you been avoiding me
since the shooting party?

I thought you
were avoiding me.

You seemed quite
preoccupied with your friends.

No.

They're just a distraction.

I would far sooner
have your company than theirs.

There you are, Harry!

We've barely seen
you these past few days.

Not since the Bath set arrived.

Or could it be that you've been spending

all your time
in Miss Lambe's company?

You two are becoming

quite inseparable.

Miss Heywood,
I trust you are well?

Uh, very well,
thank you, Lady Lydia.

We are much looking forward
to your party, Miss Lambe.

Can I assume the, uh,
brothers Colbourne will be there?

I've invited them both.

I must thank you
for your advice, Miss Heywood.

Once I kept the conversation to dogs
and horses, I found Mr. Colbourne

- to be pleasing company indeed.
- I'm glad.

And the feeling was
plainly mutual, since we've

received an invitation
to Heyrick Park tomorrow.

Apparently, no one has caught
his eye since the death of his wife.

Not until now, that is.

- Mother.
- You cannot blame me for being excited.

There's every
chance I may soon see

both my children settled!

I fear the more draconian
my brother is,

the more appealing Sir Edward
will seem.

Well, forbidden fruit
is always the most tempting.

And when you are young,
it is only natural

that you would mutiny
against your parents.

I can't believe
you were ever wayward, my lady.

I was wildly ungovernable.

I used to steal
my father's carriage

and drive it
at death-defying speed.

I've never known
a thrill like it.

I was quite incorrigible myself.

Some may argue I still am.

I find excitement, these days,
in more tranquil activities,

like matchmaking.

Though I fear you may have
to admit defeat,

now my brother has declared
his intention to court Lady Lydia.

and Miss Heywood is due
to return home to her betrothed.

I question what reason
I have to stay in Sanditon now.

Perhaps it's time I looked
for diversion elsewhere.

I fear they are not
true friends.

They know
how to enjoy themselves.

Whereas you seem to have
forgotten.

It is Mr. Colbourne, isn't it?

You know
you can tell me anything.

After the shooting party, he...

He found me out on a walk.

He told me
he was in love with me.

And to my eternal shame,

we, we kissed.

- You need feel no shame.
- I'm to be married, Georgiana.

But if you share his feelings...

I've made a commitment to Ralph,

to my family.

I cannot break it.

You were right.

I have been putting
off my return to Willingden.

How can I face Ralph?

How can I tell him?

Ralph!

Charlotte!

I read that Miss Lambe's trial
is happily concluded.

So, I've come to bring you home.

You will not vanquish me, sir!

The fair and so very tasty
Lady Blancmange

will soon be mine!

Not on your life,

you cur!

And curtain!

We hoped
that might distract you.

Let's save Act Two
for later, shall we?

Your father's been

quite lost with neither you
or Alison there for the harvest.

But there's much excitement
about our wedding.

Your mother's started
decorating the church.

I'd meant to come home sooner,
but, yeah,

I was concerned for Georgiana.

But now you're ready to return.

There's a party tonight.

To celebrate her victory.

I'd like to be there.

For her.

One more night, Ralph.

Then we'll leave, I promise.

If that is what you want.

Even now, my lady, there's a fever
sweeping through the Old Town.

There are children
who are dangerously sick.

Well, if the state of
their dwelling breeds illness,

then why would
they wish to remain there?

We have a duty to help them,

- not to force them from their homes!
- Mrs. Parker...

- You have Mr. Pryce's ear...
- Mrs. Parker!

As pleased as I am
that you have finally

found your voice,
I would rather you didn't

use it against me,

or my business affairs.

And I venture that Mr. Pryce,

and your husband,

would feel the same.

the very man.

Morning, my lady.

Mrs. Parker.

Good morning.

Someone sent me
a bouquet of thistles.

They put me in mind of you.

Elegant but prickly.

- You old fool.
- Old...

me?

But we are of an age.

Poppycock, I'm eight years
younger than you.

You didn't use to be.

Be quiet.

Ma'am?

You sent for me, Miss Lambe?

I assume you read
the newspapers.

Yes.

So, you will know

how they continue to gossip
and speculate about me.

They will move on
to someone else soon enough.

Although,

and I say this
without judgment,

if you don't

wish to be gossiped about,
you might keep a rather lower profile.

You will tell them to desist
or face the consequences.

I'm afraid

the law has little sway
when it comes to the press.

Here is today's post.

A letter from a man who claims
to be my third cousin.

One from a woman who is
supposedly my half-sister.

I thought

defeating Lockhart
would prove a deterrent.

I am sorry, Miss Lambe.

But as an unmarried

woman, you find yourself
in a vulnerable position.

Don't forget, Lockhart came
dangerously close to winning.

I asked you here to help me,
not to give me cold comfort.

And I will help
in any way I can.

But I must be honest.

The only way
these claims will cease

is if you either give up
your fortune

or find a husband.

I was thinking on your
words from the shooting party.

You said that whilst most men
have a taste for pheasant,

your preference has
always been for grouse.

I was afraid I'd shocked you.

You did.

But...

It was the shock of recognition.

You put into words

something that

I never dared to admit,

not even to myself.

I like my life,

Harry...

a, as it is.

I would never wish
to live in fear and disgrace.

I worry about what
my family might think.

My brother, Mary...

They might not be as surprised
as you would expect.

And if I were to say to you

that I shared your...

...taste for grouse,

how would I, would we...

how would I, would we...

Forgive me, this is such
strange and

unfamiliar ground.

There is a friend.

He owns a small cottage

in Wales,

on the River Wye.

It is quite beautiful there.

One can go weeks
without seeing another soul.

I wonder if you...

I would like nothing more.

That is decided, then.

So it seems.

I...

Arthur Parker...

...like grouse.

As do I, Arthur.

One grouse in particular.

Take that! That! That!

Miss Colbourne.

Or should I say,
Colonel Colbourne?

My father says that you're
not to come near our house.

Tell me,

how would you like
a secret mission?

Come, my dear.

I think we need a little air.

I should not have
let it get to me.

Well, no one likes to be the subject
of scandal and gossip.

I've had my share.

Although a title is a shield
against the worst of it.

One need only look
at Lady de Clemente,

who would be a pariah, were it not
for the sole virtue of her status.

You must excuse me.

Lady Lydia and I
are due at Heyrick Park.

Courage, my dear.

I have a secret message for you.

I can't believe you'd stoop
to using a child as your messenger.

Forgive me.

When you didn't return my letter,
I was at a loss.

In fairness,

she's a very efficient little spy.

She tells me that your uncle
has you, um,

locked up.

He claims he is trying
to protect me from you.

I cannot blame him.

- If I were in his position...
- How, how can you defend him?

He doesn't know the truth.

That my intentions
are entirely honorable.

That if I could,

I would ask for your hand
this very minute.

What's to stop you?

He would never give his blessing.

The only way

that we could be together
is if we were somehow

to escape.

However much I yearn
to be with you,

I could never be selfish.

Your happiness

and your honor

are all that matter to me.

So, my dearest Augusta...

I fear I must bid you farewell.

Wait!

This fever is merciless.

Poor little Dora Filkins
is gravely ill.

I've asked Dr. Fuchs
to do what he can

but there's no doubt
their living conditions

have played a part.

That's why this proposal could not
be more timely or more vital.

Do you think so?

My only thought...

Go on, my dear.

Young Tess has
such a hunger to learn.

It made me think...

Might there also be merit
in building a school?

What a wonderful idea.

We could offer an education
to all the local children,

boys and girls.

We, Charlotte?

God willing, you'll be
busy teaching our own children.

Of course.

I've arranged to call

on Mr. Colbourne this afternoon
to discuss my plans.

I don't suppose...

Would you accompany me,
Charlotte?

You could tell him
about your school idea.

It would hardly be fair

- to leave Ralph on his own.
- Ralph could come with us!

I'm sure Mr. Colbourne
wouldn't mind.

I would love
to see Heyrick Park.

and to make
a proper acquaintance

- of your former employer.
- Honestly, Mary,

your proposal speaks for itself.
You have no need of our company.

I'd be glad of it all the same.

For moral support.

Then it's decided.

We shall all pay a visit
to Mr. Colbourne this afternoon.

You do not know what you ask.

I know fine well.

I am asking you to rescue me.

- Where would we go?
- Anywhere!

It is not as if anyone here
will miss me.

Besides

Leo.

In all conscience,
I cannot.

You,

you are the only
person I love in this world.

And, if it's not
a presumption,

the only person
that cares a damn about me?

It is not a presumption at all.

Is it not remarkable to think
that we have found each other?

And yet, fate has dealt
us the cruelest of hands.

It is fate that has
brought us together.

But

it is my uncle
that keeps us apart.

You must return to the house,

before he comes looking for you.

When will I see you again?

Will you attend
Miss Lambe's party?

Yes,

but under his ever-watchful eye.

Well, that doesn't matter.

Even if we cannot
speak to each other,

it will be enough to see your face
one last time.

One last time?

How can I bear to be near you,

knowing that we can never
be together?

I am resolved to leave Sanditon.

So kind of you
to show us your stables, Mr. Colbourne.

Lydia has been quite
beside herself at the prospect.

Unusually for my mother,
that is not an overstatement.

So this is my good friend
Hannibal.

I'm afraid he isn't always terribly
polite to people he doesn't know.

That's all right.
You have

a fine gait, Hannibal!

But I think you pull
a little to the left,

don't you?

Very perceptive.

I find holding one rein

braced against the saddle,

then releasing it immediately
sometimes does the trick.

I shall try that.

My Lydia can tame
the wildest of beasts.

You keep
a fine house here, Mr. Colbourne.

Although, as a widow myself,

I imagine it

must get rather lonely.

Well, I'm hardly alone,
Your Grace.

I have Augusta, Leonora,
and, um,

well, as you've seen,
a stable full of horses.

As long as I had horses

and a pianoforte,

I believe I could
renounce human company

- for months on end.
- I'm inclined to agree.

You're clearly of a like mind.

A carriage
has just arrived with Mrs. Parker

and Miss Heywood in it.

And a man.

Would you excuse me?

What an unwelcome
interruption.

Especially as you were
doing so well.

Miss Heywood!

M. Colbourne,

thank you

for agreeing
to meet with me.

I hope you don't mind,

but I took the liberty of asking
Miss Heywood to join us.

Not at all.

And I believe you've met

- Mr. Starling.
- Mr. Colbourne.

A pleasure
to see you again, sir.

You're the man

- that's marrying Miss Heywood?
- I am indeed that lucky fellow.

Ralph,
Miss Leonora Colbourne,

and you've met Miss Markham.

Will you join us for tea?

We have Lady Montrose
and Lady Lydia with us.

There's cake!

If this is not

- a convenient time...
- Not at all, I insist.

I must apologize again
for interrupting, Your Grace.

But I hear you came with a proposal.
I am intrigued.

We are to discuss a scheme
for the Old Town.

One which seeks to improve
the conditions for those who live there.

A proposal that I fully support.

And Miss Heywood has
also suggested

founding a school
for the local children.

An admirable idea.

Of course, it is no surprise
to find you so preoccupied

with education, Miss Heywood,
since you were governess here,

were you not?

Briefly.

But then she suddenly left,

and when she returned,

she was engaged to Mr. Starling.

Then I must apologize

for stealing her from you,
Miss Colbourne.

And when are you
to be married,

Miss Heywood?

A little over two weeks.

My congratulations to you both.

Thank you.

We are living for the day,
aren't we, Charlotte?

I have high hopes that my son

and Miss Lambe
will not be far behind you.

And you must be keen
for Miss Markham

to find a husband,
Mr. Colbourne.

You don't want to wait
until she's Lydia's age.

Indeed.

As long as we can find someone
who is worthy.

Worthy in your eyes,
at least, Uncle.

Since what I think and feel

are clearly of no consequence.

Excuse me.

I think I shall

take a turn
around the grounds.

I'll join her.

Since our encounter
this morning,

I've not been able
to stop thinking.

A man needs laughter
in his life,

and I have laughed more
over these last few weeks

in your company
than I have in years.

And there are so many pleasures in life
that need to be shared.

And so I thought
I would ask you...

I hope you're not
proposing another ride

in that death trap of yours.

I was proposing marriage,
you foolish woman.

Marriage?

I would get down
on one knee,

but it would take
two footmen and a winch

to get me back up again.

- So?
- No!

Now, now, now, now,
take your time,

- think about it.
- No need!

I'm Lady Denham.
I wish to keep that title.

And my fortune, to boot.

No amount of laughter
can compensate for that, can it?

Good heavens!

No, let's go,
and have some tea.

We'd been exchanging letters.

We even managed to meet
a handful of times.

But now

my uncle has me
barred from leaving the house.

I am kept under lock and key.

I struggle to believe he would
have done so without good reason.

Why should he determine
who I can and cannot love?

Were my parents alive,

they would only
want to see me happy.

Could you tell me
who this gentleman is?

He is from a good family.

He has a poetic soul.

He is kinder
than anyone knows.

Yet

my uncle still does not
consider him good enough.

I'm sure he's just trying
to secure your future.

A miserable future,
trapped

trapped marriage!

Instead of being
with the man

I've fallen in love with.

If you and he are truly
meant to be together,

you will find a way.

What is this?

You said you were
in need of diversion.

Yes, this was not

quite what I had in mind.

I hoped if I brought

a little excitement to Sanditon,

you might be persuaded to stay.

One race.

But we must keep
to a sensible speed.

I must consider my dignity.

Bouddica herself
was never so fierce!

How dare you beat me?

That is most ungentlemanly!

Shall we call it a day?

Certainly not!
The winner is the best of three!

Dr. Fuchs!

Willkommen zu Hause.

How is this possible,
Fräulein?

In my brief absence,

you have become fluent
in my mother tongue.

I so delighted in your tales
from the capital, Doctor.

Especially your description
of the steth-o-scope!

Can you really hear
every last heartbeat?

As loud as a drum, Fräulein!

Herr Doktor!

Back from the metropolis,
I see.

I came to inquire
after our shared patient.

I am pleased to say
that under my aegis,

Sir Edward appears to have
undergone nothing less

than a Damascene conversion.

Indeed,

I would be
so bold as to say

- that he has flourished in your absence.
- Jawohl?

Fräulein Hankins

has spoken of his progress
in her epistles.

Epistles?

It was just a few short notes.

You are too modest!

Your sister has such
an observant eye.

Such a fine turn of phrase!

I daresay she has
the makings of a novelist.

I see.

Well,

now you are returned,
I am sure there is no need

for this correspondence
to continue.

Come, sister.

We must steel ourselves
for Miss Lambe's party!

We passed a pleasant
afternoon at Heyrick Park.

I'm glad.

Mr. Colbourne and your sister
seem well-matched indeed.

Much like you
and Miss Lambe.

I've been thinking,

it is time to formalize
your relationship.

We've only been courting
a matter of weeks.

That is long enough.

I saw you enjoying
the company

of Mr. Arthur Parker earlier.

Yes.

he has become
a good friend.

We are planning a trip

- to the Wye Valley.
- I strongly suggest you cease

your association
with Mr. Parker.

Why would I?

You know why.

I've always known
you had certain...

leanings.

I hoped it might just be

a passing affliction.

Youthful folly.

But now I see it as

something rather more dangerous.

I have always been careful.

- I will continue to be.
- No, Harry.

This cannot continue.

You're a duke.

You have a duty.

To marry well,
produce an heir.

Maintain the family name,

not drag it through the gutter.

Or, worse still...

...to the gallows.

I'm thinking only of what's

best for you, my darling boy.

Thank you, Mother.

Dear God, what is this?

It seems
we have arrived to the gates of hell!

Keep back, you ruffians.

I have no desire to be
immolated.

Lady Denham,
Mr. Pryce, and Sir Edward.

You are most welcome!

I thought this was supposed
to be a civilized dinner.

So did we.
But Miss Lambe had other plans.

- Then you should have overruled her.
- Hardly seemed fair.

What is the theme?

- The Depths of Depravity?
- No, my lady.

The theme is that
of a phoenix rising from the ashes.

What's that got
to do with anything?

Mr. Colbourne.

I was just saying to
Charlotte how ill we fit

amongst such company.

I shall be glad to return to
the calm of Willingden tomorrow.

Is that a view you share,
Miss Heywood?

Of course.

Mr. Colbourne, we simply adored
our trip to Heyrick Park.

It was a pleasure to have
your company, Your Grace.

Uncle, shall we take
a turn about the party?

Yes.

Lydia has talked
of little else than your magnificent

stables.

Mr. Colbourne, perhaps
on our next visit...

Arthur.

Arthur.

- There is something we need to discuss.
- Indeed there is-- our trip.

I have obtained
a copy of Mr. Gilpin's

"Observations on the River Wye"
in anticipation.

My lords, ladies,
and gentlemen,

it is time to welcome
our guest of honor,

Miss Georgiana Lambe!

I need to know if you truly meant it
when you asked me to rescue you.

Entirely.

Then I must tell you
I have a carriage waiting.

There are to be fireworks
that provide a distraction.

To leave tonight?

I, I have,
I have nothing with me.

What else do we need
besides each other?

My dearest Augusta,
this is the only way.

Either we escape tonight

or we must
say goodbye forever.

I don't believe I've ever
seen you so happy, Arthur!

This is more
than happiness.

Happiness is fleeting,
I, uh...

I am content.

I feel as if my future
is alive with possibilities.

I have also been thinking
on my future.

I have something
to share with you.

Perhaps it is time
I make my announcement.

Colbourne has just
congratulated me

on your vision
for the Old Town.

- I tried to speak to you.
- Instead, you spoke to him.

A woman can only be silenced
for so long before she roars.

If I might beg your
indulgence for a moment.

Earlier this evening,

the Duke of Buckinghamshire

did me the honor of asking
for my hand in marriage.

And I happily accepted.

So, this is now a party
to celebrate

our engagement.

That might be the first
wise decision she's ever made.

Then you would agree,

that getting married
is an act of wisdom.

She gains a title.
I would lose one!

But think what you
would gain.

We could see out the years
in happy companionship.

Someone to laugh with.
Gripe with.

Dine with.

But you would rather remain
alone

in that big house?

For the sake of a title?

My congratulations to you both.

- Arthur!
- Come, my dear,

they're clamoring
to congratulate you.

Fräulein Hankins.

On such a happy occasion,

would you join me
for the next dance?

I am afraid
I must decline, Doctor.

But thank you

for your kind offer.

Earlier you said that if this gentleman
and I are truly meant to be together,

then we will find a way.

Well, what if there is a way,

but

I find myself nervous
for what it might mean?

If you have a chance to

then seize it,

or you'll spend
the rest of your life

trying to forget
what could have been.

Thank you.

Mr. Colbourne seems
perfectly amenable.

Yet in his presence
you seem...

Ill at ease.

Withdrawn.

It was the same
at tea today.

I, I don't know
what you mean.

You have publicly
betrayed me, Mary.

I'm not sure I like
the woman you've become.

How unfortunate.

I was growing
rather fond of her.

I haven't danced for years!

I suppose I've had
no one to dance with.

You're a wonderful dancer,
Louisa.

You always were.

It's inspiring, is it not,

to see them find happiness
so late in life?

It seems there is hope
for us all.

I noticed you and Augusta
in urgent conference.

I won't betray
her confidence.

She's blessed to have
the benefit of your counsel.

She will miss it.

Ladies and gentlemen,

if you will join me
on the promenade,

it is time for fireworks!

I'll join you presently.

Might we declare a truce?

I know you have
only ever done what you thought

was best for me, Uncle.

There are some things
we will never agree on, but

I am ready to
put all that behind me.

I'm glad.

I think I will find
Uncle Samuel.

Are you sure?

Once we leave,
there is no turning back.

I have never been surer.

Sir Edward?

Sir Edward!

I cannot leave without
begging you to reconsider.

How can you marry a
man you barely know,

- let alone love?
- This is not about love.

It is about securing
my fortune, my position.

- I will be a duchess.
- But what of your happiness?

What about yours?

Who are you to question me?

You are condemning yourself
to a loveless marriage

when you're in love with
Mr. Colbourne.

I am sorry to interrupt.

I was afraid you might
miss the fireworks.

Thank you.

Does your preposterous
offer still stand?

Of course.

Well,

against my better judgment,

I accept.

Don't despair, Harry.

I have found my own
secret ways to defy her.

You will, too.

Are you yet persuaded
there might be reasons

to stay in Sanditon
besides Miss Heywood?

One or two, perhaps.

Mr. Colbourne.

Where is your brother?

- Is there a problem?
- I fear so.

You know, just because
I am to be married, Arthur,

doesn't mean I won't
still have time for you.

Why did it have to be him?

It's late, Ralph.

- We cannot leave now.
- At first light, then.

All I want is to remove you
from this place.

- Why?
- Because it is no good for you!

You are not yourself here.

Every time you visit, you return
in a state of abject misery.

- It's not Sanditon.
- Then what is it?

What are you afraid to tell me,
Charlotte?

Please tell me you know
where they've gone.

- Who?
- We believe

Augusta has eloped
with Sir Edward Denham.

Edward Denham?

You're the only one she
will listen to, Miss Heywood.

Say you will
help me find her.

I will see Miss Heywood
safely returned.

You don't love Harry.

This has nothing
to do with love.

What about his happiness?

You do love me,
don't you, Edward?

If you've taught me
anything, Miss Heywood,

it's that a young woman has a
right to choose her own destiny.