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(girl laughs)

(sighs)

I'm sure I taught

those girls punctuality.

Should I delay the first course

for our other maidens, miss?

No, forge ahead, Mr Butler.

Every moment counts.

Now, you're seated

at the mayoral supper

and you've just been served

your first course.

What is your weapon of choice?

Well, that's a fish knife.

But it's not a fish.

Correct.

And I know

it's from the outside in.

But it's a trick question.

I give up then.

Excellent choice, Marie.

Asparagus is perfectly

acceptable finger food,

provided it's not drowned

in sauce or overcooked

and as long as you

take your lead from your host

or your hostess.

Next course.

You made the social pages again,

miss.

"Queen Of The Flowers."

Oh!

"The festival will culminate

in a supper dance

hosted by the town hall

at which

these young unfortunates

will blossom into flower maidens

and demonstrate the grace

and poise

acquired under Miss Fisher's

expert tutelage."

How many days do we have left?

Four. And a half.

Four and a half years

might be more useful.

(knocking)

Sorry I'm late, Miss Fisher.

I missed my tram.

Did your tram happen

to follow you to the foreshore?

I was meant to meet Kitty at

the bathing boxes this morning

but I couldn't find her.

Leave your coat on, Rose.

We're going in search

of our missing maiden.

Come on, ladies.

Beach.

This job is more like

rounding up sheep

than grooming young ladies.

(girl screams)

(screams) Miss Fisher!

What now?

Stand back, girls!

- Oh no.

- It's Kitty!

Is she breathing?

- Nothing.

- Holy Mary, Mother of God.

She was a good swimmer.

When we went for the picnic,

she swam to the pier

and almost beat you, miss.

I remember.

She must have drowned herself.

It's not that easy

to drown yourself, Marie.

Is it, miss?

Well, maybe she filled

her pockets full of stones.

She didn't have pockets, Marie.

Girls.

How long do you think

she's been in the water, sir?

By the look of her skin,

a good few hours.

Maybe overnight.

Perhaps Miss Fisher

can enlighten us.

How are your other maidens

bearing up?

They're tough customers,

including Jane.

Takes a lot to shock them but

I think this has done the trick.

What are your thoughts? The

fact that she was fully dressed?

A boating accident.

You don't need to humor me,

Jack.

She was dressed

from the evening before

when the foreshore

is a less friendly place.

We haven't been able

to contact her next of kin.

I don't think she had any.

All the girls have spent

a great deal of time in Welfare

apart from Rose.

Do you think you could

sit in on my interviews?

Are you actually inviting me?

I'm happy to deal with angry

wharfies and trigger-happy thugs

but I will bow to your expertise

when it comes

to wayward teenage girls.

JACK: Do you know where Kitty

lived, Miss Whelan?

No idea.

She said

she used to be a laundry maid.

She didn't dress like a maid,

did she?

Her frock all shiny purple

and those golden shoes.

Had she seemed upset

about anything lately?

Maybe.

About what, do you think?

Well, I'd be guessing.

Alright.

What do you imagine

was wrong with her?

Well,

I imagine her heart was broke

by some starry-eyed boy

who came back to his true mind

and so Kitty had no reason

to breathe another breath

and the song of the black ocean

called her.

That's what I guess.

And I guess you've been reading

too many penny dreadfuls.

Thank you, Marie.

I hope you weren't attached

to that fountain pen.

I don't know

if anything was bothering Kitty.

But she collapsed in the hall

last week.

I wasn't aware of that.

She didn't want

Miss Fisher to know.

In case you changed your mind

about her being a flower maiden.

Because she wasn't well?

- (knock)

- Excuse me, sir.

The council gave this

as Kitty Pace's address.

15 Montclair Avenue, Balaclava.

But that's where Rose lives.

Montclair Avenue, Balaclava?

That's right.

The same details

Kitty gave to the council.

Laundry maid,

15 Montclair Avenue, Balaclava.

That was ages ago.

I didn't know Kitty

very well then.

But you lived

at the same address.

My grandfather employed her

as a laundry maid.

What were you planning on doing

this morning?

When you arranged to meet?

Nothing.

Kitty telephoned me last night

and she asked me to meet her.

Was she in some kind of trouble?

PHRYNE:

Was anyone bothering her?

Not that she said.

JACK: Thank you, Rose.

Would you please wait for me

in the parlor?

Why is Rose

one of your lucky maidens?

She doesn't seem like a battler.

Her grandfather

is Franklin Weston.

They used to own Weston's

department stores.

But apparently she's become

too much for him to handle.

There's a lady out there

staring at the house.

DOT: It doesn't take long

for bad news to spread.

Take no notice.

Inspector Robinson has finished

with the girls for now, Dot.

The mayor's office telephoned.

He's waiting at the hall

for your rehearsals.

Oh dear.

Inspector Robinson's offered

to give Rose a lift home

and I've got Cec and Bert

calling by for Marie.

What about our dance lesson?

We were meant

to practice the procession

and getting our flower maidens

prize.

We've had enough

challenges for today, Marie.

Come along.

Marie.

Letter opener.

PHRYNE: I'm going to go in and

see the mayor. Coming with me?

No, no, thank you.

I'll stay inside.

I'll stay here.

GIRL: Only me, Grandpa!

Detective Inspector

Jack Robinson, sir,

and Constable Collins.

Franklin D. Weston. Pleased

to make your acquaintance.

Can I offer you

some kind of refreshment?

Er, no, thank you.

We attended a drowning this

morning at St Kilda foreshore.

The girl was a friend

of your granddaughter's,

one of the flower maidens,

Katherine Pace.

You remember Kitty.

JACK: Rose tells us

you employed her for a time.

Yes, that's right, so I did.

But I had to let her go,

oh, about six months ago.

Her work just,

well, wasn't up to standard.

But she was a nice enough young

lady, though. Drowned, you said?

Was it an accident?

JACK:

We're not sure at this stage.

Do you know where Kitty moved on

to after she left this address?

Any friends or family

you might know of?

I'm not sure if she

found herself a new employer

but I did write her

a good reference at the time.

Yes, she left

without taking it with her.

I should have it here somewhere.

Sir.

(whispers) Telephone wire.

I don't think that will help,

Grandpa.

It's quite alright, Miss Weston.

Thank you.

And if you do remember any

handy details about Miss Pace,

please contact

the police station.

Let's hope the perpetrator

is caught

and punished with

the full force of the law.

We'll do our best, sir.

Nice work on the telephone,

Constable.

Thank you, sir.

This house

has definitely seen better days.

Contact the post master

general's department.

Find out if the phone's

been disconnected.

Will that help us, sir?

It will if it was before Rose

Weston claims Kitty rang her.

WOMAN: Just up, up a bit higher.

A bit to the left, good.

Yes, perfect.

Goodness gracious! Poor girl.

I wonder what happened.

Oh, have you met my nephew,

Miss Fisher?

Derek Phillips.

Yes, you helped out

with the foxtrot.

We do ballroom and modern

at grammar.

I was happy to lend a hand.

She came from the wrong side

of the tracks but she...

She wasn't a stupid girl.

It'll be a shame to waste

all this.

The other girls

will have to understand.

We can't cancel

the supper dance.

You don't think we should?

Out of respect?

Don't you feel it's all the more

reason to forge ahead?

I mean, these girls

lead difficult lives

and this is their chance

to shine.

We understand them, Miss Fisher.

None of us

were born to privilege.

Marjorie?

I think we need another council

banner over the entrance.

I do question the point

of teaching them social graces

when they can't even walk

the streets safely.

Teach them what you want,

Miss Fisher.

The girls have worked so hard

and are looking forward to it.

We can't disappoint them.

Penny for your thoughts.

Just thinking how lucky I've

been to end up with Miss Phryne.

And me.

We're still lucky, Jane.

Both of us.

I've had such

a lovely time with her.

Books and new clothes

and a wonderful school

and friends,

Mr Butler, Cec and Bert.

And you, Dot.

Whatever happens,

I've had all that.

Nothing's going to happen.

You funny thing.

The post master general's

department confirmed

that the Westons' telephone line

was interrupted

ten months ago by a house fire.

And the service

was never restored?

No because the reconnection bill

was never paid.

So Kitty Pace couldn't have

telephoned Rose

- the night she died.

- No, sir.

And it seems

the fire was a case of arson.

No one was charged

but Miss Weston

was listed as a person

of interest.

Right.

A liar, an arsonist

and a flower maiden.

I'm beginning to appreciate

Miss Fisher's challenge.

I knew you'd come.

Rose said you wouldn't.

How can you even think

about dancing?

Go home, then,

to your nice big house.

Change of plan, ladies.

Forget the foxtrot.

- You said it mattered.

- I know what I said.

I'm a great believer

in the power of the feminine

to wield influence

in the civilized world.

But whatever happened to Kitty

wasn't very civilized.

So you don't think

she did herself in?

No. I wish I could have taught

Kitty something more useful

than dancing or deportment

or etiquette.

Like what?

Take your coats off, ladies,

and I'll show you.

Come on! Coats off!

Now, think hard.

Good choice!

Now here comes another one.

Maneuver one.

Groin.

Maneuver two, throat!

Well done!

Miss Fisher knows judo, sir?

Of course.

Now what?

- What?

- The old dagger in the garter!

Miss?

I hope you're not concealing

a dangerous weapon

under that skirt.

I'm concealing a lot of things.

That's what a lady does.

Constable Collins and I need

to ask Miss Weston

a few more questions.

PHRYNE: Rose.

If you were the last person

to see or speak with Kitty

before she died,

the police will keep

on questioning you

until they get somewhere.

Kitty didn't telephone me.

Because we already had

an arrangement.

Friday nights we'd meet

at the bathing sheds

and then we'd catch the tram.

Where to?

We'd go to Luna Park or we'd go

dancing at Wattle Park.

Sometimes we'd even go

to a hotel.

I'd come all that way and Kitty

didn't want to go out anymore.

She was angry.

Told me I didn't know

how hard her life was

because I lived in a big house.

- And?

- We argued and she pushed me.

Then somehow she tripped

and banged her head.

JACK: So what did you do?

I woke her up then told her

I'd go and fetch some help.

But when I came back

she was gone.

I thought she must have come to

or maybe she'd just come back.

So I waited all night.

But I don't know how she ended

up in the water, I swear.

Are you going to lock me up?

JACK: That's enough for now.

Why don't you go

and wait with the others, Rose?

We'll see if the autopsy

confirms a head injury

consistent with her story.

I just hope it doesn't confirm

it as the cause of death.

Did you know

she was a pyromaniac?

According to the fire brigade.

Thank you.

I'll keep a close eye

on my flammables.

Hello, miss.

Jane has a visitor

waiting in the kitchen.

She's been here

since this morning.

She erm...

...claims to be your mother.

I didn't think

I'd ever see her again.

She won't recognize me.

It's been too long.

She'll recognize you.

Hello, Mother.

My girl.

Oh my.

How pretty you've grown.

Such a lovely dress.

Miss Phryne bought it for me.

PHRYNE: Hello.

I'm Phryne Fisher.

You're the one

who's been minding my Jane.

Didn't like to go to Welfare.

You can't trust them.

But once I got back on my feet,

I started looking.

I saw you in the morning paper.

"Miss Fisher's ward", it says.

"Jane Ross."

Yes.

Jane's been with me

for quite some time now.

I thank you so very much

for keeping my little girl

safe and healthy.

It's been my absolute pleasure.

Miss Fisher?

That's me.

I don't understand, miss. I

thought Jane's mother was dead.

We all did, Dot.

I would have never stepped in

if I had the slightest inkling

her mother was alive and well.

Medicinal.

HUGH: It was found 100 yards

from Kitty Pace's body.

This key looks promising.

Perhaps she wasn't

living on the streets after all.

Somewhere exposed

to the elements, though.

Wouldn't that just be

the saltwater, sir?

Not this quickly.

Look at the latch on the bag.

The compact. All still gleaming.

And I believe

that is a beer coaster.

And there's something

written on it.

So there is.

All the pieces must be here.

Do you think

we can put it together again?

I can try, sir.

Good. Good.

Jane?

Where's your mother?

She had to go.

Where?

She didn't give an address.

But that's ridiculous.

After all this time?

She'll come back.

Now that she knows where I am.

We need to discuss this.

And we need to discuss things

with her, Jane,

about your future.

I have history homework to do.

She can't take Jane back.

Can she?

You adopted her.

We couldn't find her, Dot.

And we couldn't

verify her death either.

So the papers were never signed.

That's got to be a W.

Surely that's a W.

That looks more like an N

than a W.

Then what is that?

(sighs)

Hugh. Hugh, wake up.

I'm finished.

Whitten's Pale Ale?

That's a South Australian beer.

What's on the other side?

Just a whole lot of names.

Hmm, aren't you clever?

Thank you.

I didn't know

you were still up, miss.

Can I make you a cocoa?

I think I need something

stronger tonight, thanks, Dot.

Finished your police work?

Jane said Kitty

fainted in the hall.

Didn't you have to let out

the seams in her frock?

That's right. A couple of inches

mostly around...

Mostly around the waist.

"Edward, Teddy, Edwin."

Gentlemen friends?

There's girls' names here too.

"Edwina, Edie."

All variants of the same name.

I'll wager there was

an Edward somewhere

in Kitty's family tree.

- Babies' names.

- Babies...

What babies?

Well, sir?

Was Miss Pace expecting?

JACK: Put it this way, Collins.

If the world

had any more womanly intuition,

the coroner

would be out of a job.

Absolutely.

And the cause of death?

He notes a laceration

to the back of the skull.

However, large quantities of

fluid and debris in the stomach

strongly suggest death occurred

subsequent to immersion.

- So Rose is off the hook.

- Mmm.

And Kitty was alive

when she drowned.

That's the conclusion.

But there was bruising

suggestive of someone

a lot more hefty

than Rose Weston.

- What kind of bruising?

- You don't need to know.

Tell me.

A man's boot print

across the small of her back.

That badge looks familiar.

The colors.

"Concordium cum veritate."

"Harmony through truth."

I'm all for that.

Jane, are you coming?

I thought you were ready.

It's our last rehearsal.

I'm not feeling very well.

I'm sure it's just a cold.

Alright, back to bed with you.

Derek.

DEREK: Excuse me, Miss Fisher.

Where would you like me

to stack the refreshments?

Sorry, Derek. Whitten's.

I haven't heard of that.

Er, it's from Adelaide.

Top brew.

You're very young

to be a beer connoisseur.

Kitchen will be fine, thank you.

I was just intrigued

by your school crest.

What does the motto say?

Something about truth

and harmony.

It's Latin.

I've seen it before.

On a school badge.

Er, yes. I used to own one.

But I lost it.

The police have found it.

In Kitty Pace's handbag.

Gather your things, Derek.

Sorry, ladies.

Enough maidenhood for one day.

Derek and I

have an urgent appointment.

Derek wouldn't hurt Kitty.

He was sweet on her.

Derek wasn't sweet on Kitty.

He just couldn't resist

the other thing.

You know, down there.

And what would you know?

Hmm?

She was trying to trap him

because she was in strife.

I saw her out the back

heaving her guts out

and I picked it right off.

She was in the family way.

I gave that badge to Marie.

Maybe Kitty took it

because she was jealous.

This'd be a lot easier if you'd

stick to your school motto.

What shoe size do you take,

Derek?

Size ten. Why?

(knock)

Inspector.

I came as quickly as I could.

JACK: So you weren't involved

with Kitty Pace in any way?

DEREK:

I think she wanted me to be.

She asked me to meet her

that night

at one of the bathing sheds.

I thought about it.

The night she drowned?

But I didn't go.

I went to my uncle's

and listened to the wireless

until late and then slept over.

- Can you confirm this?

- Yes.

We had a late sitting at council

but when Derek arrived

I decided his visit

was more important.

He seemed in need of company.

Did you know

Kitty Pace was pregnant?

No. No, I didn't.

(bell)

Miss, steady on. You're going to

wear out the bell.

Tell me, please.

Was Kitty expecting?

Perhaps you should take a seat.

- Tell me yes or no!

- What's going on here?

Miss Weston's enquiring

about Kitty Pace, sir.

Well, I'm just finishing up

if you'd like to wait.

No, it's alright.

You were right,

it's none of my business.

- Rose?

- Sorry to bother you.

What was all that fuss about

with Rose?

Maybe she holds

a torch for Derek too.

Though I can't see

what the attraction is myself.

Could be a man in uniform.

Get your buckets and spades,

boys.

I think another trip

to the seaside's in order.

JACK:

Keep going. White door, Collins.

Yeah, this is the one, sir.

Nice hideaway.

Here's that beer again, sir.

Yes,

Derek Phillips recommends it.

We may need another chat

with that young man.

Good Grammar boy.

Head prefect to boot.

Just the sort

to sow his wild oats

with a bad girl from

the wrong side of the tracks,

only to panic

at the first sign of trouble.

A gentleman's razor.

Looks like Derek wasn't Kitty's

only male visitor.

He's barely old enough to shave.

I didn't know

you were a Henry Lawson fan.

How are you feeling?

Much better.

I thought I'd catch

the tram to see Rose.

It's a bit late in the day,

isn't it?

She's been so upset about Kitty.

I think it can wait

until tomorrow.

You'll see her soon enough.

No, stop it, OK?

I can't do this.

I can't stop thinking about her.

I'm sorry.

You will be sorry

because the deal's off.

I'm not covering for you

anymore!

No, wait! Marie!

Mother? It's me. Jane.

I knew you'd come

like you promised.

You always kept your word.

Come in.

I've brought some papers

I need you to sign.

Don't think I won't visit.

I will.

But it's better this way.

Yeah, I know.

Don't worry.

I brought you some things

you might need.

Money for shopping.

A book.

Henry Lawson.

We can read them together

like we used to.

Just for a short while, hmm?

(banging)

Hello? Is that you?

What are you doing here?

"In deep ways and steep ways

and high ways and low,

I'm at home and at ease

on a track that I know not,

and restless and lost

on a road that I know."

Now all we need

is some afternoon tea,

like we used to make, remember?

But it's late.

- It's night-time.

- No matter.

I'll bake us

a cake to celebrate.

You always loved my apple cake.

It'll be done

before you know it.

I have to be back

before morning.

Of course you do.

Odd, I don't seem to have enough

housekeeping money.

Maybe our light-fingered

visitors

are becoming more daring.

Have you seen Jane? She's not

upstairs and her bed's made.

- Morning!

- Morning.

I can't seem to find

Jane anywhere, miss.

Do you know

if she left early for school?

Both of them? Yes, it is odd

but I'm sure there'll be some

simple explanation.

Thank you.

Rose hasn't shown up

for school either.

Marie said you were meeting

Kitty regularly.

Twice a week

at the bathing shed.

Instead of debating practice.

And I loved her, I did.

But she wanted me

to leave school, to marry her.

It all seemed so mad.

So what did you do?

She wanted an answer that night.

But I told my uncle

that I was mixed up with her

and he said to stay away.

I didn't know

Kitty was pregnant.

And I certainly didn't kill her.

But I just feel

so wretched that I lied.

And other people

had to lie for me.

Like who?

Marie said

she would back what I said

about giving her my school badge

and I needed my uncle

as an alibi.

He wasn't with me.

He was at a meeting.

(knock)

- How long had you known Kitty?

- Six weeks.

Kitty was at least three months

pregnant, Derek.

So it wasn't mine.

Excuse me, sir. You might like

to know the result

of that titles search

on the bathing shed.

I never go near the shed.

I lost my boat,

along with everything else,

in a card game.

That would explain

your disappearing furniture.

I had no idea Kitty Pace

was living there.

I give you my word.

A man who has lost as much

money as you have,

is willing to embrace

all kinds of opportunities,

not all of them legal.

I don't know

what you're implying.

Did you set Kitty Pace up there

for your own convenience

or perhaps the convenience

of other gentlemen?

PHRYNE: Mr Weston!

I've been trying to telephone

you, Mr Weston.

I'm looking for my daughter.

- Where's Rose?

- She's at school.

No, she's not. Neither is Jane.

Both girls are missing.

Where could they be?

I have no idea.

Rose left me a note

but I didn't take it seriously.

Rose left this on the doorstep

last night.

But she didn't take her bag,

clothes, money, nothing.

So naturally

I assumed she'd be back.

But this says that she doesn't

want to go on.

- Do you think Jane's with her?

- I don't know.

I just want to find them both.

Fast.

Where would Rose go?

Well, she liked the beach.

The bathing sheds.

I can see someone. Hurry up!

Oh God! What has she done?

Sleeping pills.

Is she breathing?

Just.

Rose! Rose, can you hear me?

Come on, Rose, come on.

Please!

He made me do it.

What? Who?

He made me do it.

Alright,

let's get her out of here.

One, two, three.

Is she alright?

She was lucky.

They pumped what they could

out of her stomach.

She just has to sleep

the rest off.

Still no news of Jane?

No. It doesn't seem like

they were together.

Did you check the bureau?

Yes and you were right.

The adoption papers are gone.

I'm going back

to the police station.

It's done.

Wake up.

Everything's ready.

What's wrong?

Nothing.

It's all wrong.

Though why is it?

Someone must have

tampered with it.

You must have used salt

instead of sugar.

But I didn't.

Someone's been in here.

- No, they haven't.

- Yes, they have. It's him.

I heard him the other night.

He hasn't been around here

for a while.

It's a bad omen to spill salt.

Do you remember Lot's wife?

Remember? We've got to

throw some over our shoulder.

You need some sleep.

And I need to go home.

They'll be worried.

But you can't.

It's not safe out there. Here.

I need to go. Where's the key?

It's him, Jane.

Don't you understand?

Unlock the door. Please!

- (banging)

- MAN: Anna!

I know you're in there.

Jane Ross, 14 years old.

Mother's name is Anna Ross.

What if she's not

with her mother?

What if the same person who

drugged Rose has Jane as well

- and all this time...

- Calm down, Phryne.

You remember what she was like

before you rescued her.

If anyone knows how to look

after themselves on the street,

it's Jane.

I'm not sure if this

is relevant, sir,

but the council confirmed

Mr Weston lost office

due to his gambling.

Though the mayor is trying

to get him reinstated.

Why would he bother

trying to help a man like that?

See if you can get hold

of the minutes, Constable.

- (phone rings)

- City South.

Yeah, that's right.

Rathdowne Street.

Thank you.

Carlton police had a call

to check on a Mrs Ross.

Some domestic dispute

at a boarding house.

MAN: Anna, it's me again!

How long

are you going to stay in there?

Oh, give up! Unlock it!

Give up, you trollop!

Hey! Police!

Hey, steady on,

I'm the landlord.

She's bloody locked herself in

and I can smell gas.

- Jane!

- Out of the way.

JANE: Help me! Please!

Out here! She's going to jump!

Jane! Hold on!

Wait, wait.

Please! Help me!

It's alright. You're safe now.

You're safe.

I'm sorry

but I'll have to evict her.

She's not the full quid!

I'm not interested

in your opinion, Murray.

You're coming with me

to the station.

Move. Now.

(cries) She wouldn't...

She wouldn't listen to me.

I tried.

She's not mean.

She... She just needs me.

I'm sorry I didn't tell you.

(cries)

- DOT: More tea, Mrs Ross?

- Thank you.

I feel so much better. Such a

beautiful home you have here.

Oh, it's not mine, really.

But everyone is welcome,

including you, Mrs Ross.

Oh, what a picture.

You've grown

into a wonderful young lady.

Dot, would you like to take

Mrs Ross up for her bath?

Oh! How lovely.

They'll lock her up again

and people will hurt her.

I've been to those places.

Where can she go?

We'll find somewhere

where she's happy.

And you can visit her

whenever you like.

I promise.

(knock)

Hello, Inspector.

You might like to know

why Mr Weston

wasn't reinstated to council.

They put it to the vote

the night Kitty Pace

was drowned.

And Mayor Phillips, despite

all his lobbying, was absent.

But Derek said

he wasn't with him.

So where was he?

Rose, who made you

take all those pills?

Was it the same person

who killed Kitty?

Was it the same person you

ran from at the police station?

(bell)

The mayor

helped your grandfather

when he was disgraced

when no one else would.

Why would he do that?

It was the mayor who was there

when you ran away in fear.

And the mayor who was so helpful

choosing all the flower maidens.

Did he force you

to write that note, Rose?

He set Kitty up

in our old bathing shed.

He paid her money so he could

visit whenever he felt like it.

But Kitty changed her mind.

She wanted to tell on him,

disgrace him.

That's what we argued about.

But when I found out that Kitty

was pregnant, I knew why.

I knew it was the mayor

who drowned her.

It's all my fault.

I should have told on him

when Kitty wanted me to.

He said I was clever and pretty.

He bought me presents.

He loaned us money.

He wanted me

to be his proper girlfriend.

It only happened once.

And then Grandfather

introduced him to Kitty

and she became

his girlfriend instead.

Oh, Rose.

Mr Weston is here to see

his granddaughter.

Show him in.

JACK:

Rose has told us everything.

You sold your granddaughter

so you could pay your debts.

And then

let Kitty suffer instead.

The mayor tried to murder Rose

and make it look like suicide.

I'm so sorry, Rose.

Please, please, forgive me.

Miss Fisher.

He's the one. He's the one

who tried to kill me.

JACK: Mayor Lionel Phillips,

you're under arrest.

You accept the word

of this troubled young girl?

Miss Weston and her grandfather

gave a full

and detailed statement.

You're charged with kidnap,

various indecency charges,

attempted murder and the murder

of Miss Katherine Pace.

Well done, Rose.

Wait for me in the car,

I won't be long.

Well, my school of social graces

was a complete disaster.

There are enough foxtrotting

young ladies in this town.

You taught them

to demand justice instead.

And no doubt they'll all become

firebrands in their own right

and try to change the world,

God help us.

Oh.

Janie's adoption papers,

a little the worse for wear.

Thank you.

But Jane's mother

will always be her mother.

And what will you be?

Her guardian angel?

Much more my style.