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Ready! Fire!
Ready! Fire!
Morning!
I lay awake all night.
Since dancing with Captain Carter,
I cannot eat or sleep for thinking of him.
Then he must be a remarkable dancer,
since you exchanged all of five words.
Perhaps he will call on me today.
What should I wear?
Why does it matter?
If he doesn't love you for who you are,
he's hardly worthy.
So, who were you dreaming of?
Your strange new employer?
Why should I dream of him?
Or perhaps a certain Colonel?
Alison!
Not Sidney...
...still.
Your aim was woeful, I fear for the state of your eyes.
It is not my eyes that are affected, Fraser.
You speak of nothing else, man.
I shall be calling on her today.
You agreed you would help.
With what?
I am a tongue-tied buffoon in her presence.
Tell me what to say.
I cannot put words in your mouth.
Just speak of what you know.
Be honest and you cannot fail.
No!
Absolutely not, I refuse to allow it!
D'you hear that, God?
Tom Parker has spoken!
It is my very favourite day of the summer, if not the year...
as long as it doesn't rain.
It won't my dear, I'm sure of it.
You have these doubts every year
and it has never yet rained for the midsummer fair.
Tomorrow, we will see our greatest fair yet.
A Parker Brothers triumph.
There will be pony rides!
And a flower crown competition!
And the piece de resistance...
What's an elephantus?
It's a creature bigger than a house.
Look, Charlotte.
What are you studying so intently, my dear?
I am to teach the girls French,
but rather overstated my ability.
Perhaps you should give up your position
with the Colbourne family.
In truth, they could hardly be called a family.
This is a family; they seem almost strangers to each other.
But I'm not about to give up on something I've barely begun.
Au revoir, tout le monde.
Thank you, Arthur. Thank you.
I had so hoped Charlotte would be a friend
and confidante to Georgiana this summer.
I fear she is in need of her influence now more than ever.
Have no fear.
I shall look out for Georgiana.
Do you suppose this creature
is to be ridden or merely admired?
The latter, surely.
I can't imagine there exists a saddle big enough,
and how could one possibly adopt
a comfortable position to stride such a beast?
Miss Lambe, good morning.
Good morning.
We were just discussing elephants.
I suppose such creatures are quite commonplace in Antigua.
Quite so.
I kept five as pets.
My word!
Are there any letters for me?
I'm expecting one from my father's lawyer?
This arrived early this morning, pushed under the door.
Beware Greeks bearing gifts.
Perhaps she mistook my meaning.
Miss Heywood!
Colonel Lennox!
What luck to chance upon you here.
May I walk with you a moment?
By all means.
I take it you're on your way to work.
Yes.
So, what shards of wisdom
shall you be imparting to your charges today?
French.
Ah, then I am afraid I cannot be of assistance.
I was a woeful schoolboy in my day.
Unless of course, you wish to teach your students
a dozen different ways to say Surrender'?
Alas, I fear there is little chance
of them surrendering to me anytime soon,
despite your advice on strategy.
There's no shame in bidding a retreat, Miss Heywood,
if the position is not for you.
Do you doubt my ability?
Not for a moment.
You deserve a position
in which are you afforded the respect you're due.
It speaks ill of your employer that you are not.
In truth, I hardly see my employer.
He keeps his own counsel.
Of what I have seen, I am determined to keep my distance.
That sounds wise, Miss Heywood.
Does it not strike you as coincidence
that she should arrive just days after Edward?
Oh, it smells to high heaven but if Edward and Clara
have been conspiring together
then where has she been for the past nine months?
Travelling with this company
while they've concocted this scheme?
Esther, what is the matter?
Perhaps we should call the doctor.
Your ears must be burning.
You are so kind, aunt, to show me such mercy.
Don't get too comfortable, you're not staying.
I understand why you would be suspicious.
Were I in your place, I would feel the same way.
Why are you here, Clara?
Seeking shelter, that is all.
You have other family.
None worthy of the name.
My uncle disowned me
when he heard I was unwed and with child.
And you claim Edward is the father?
You know he is. You were there the night...
...the night he took advantage of me.
Even while you lay gravely ill, aunt.
Every day, I regret succumbing to his charm.
Although Esther knows how persuasive he can be.
Then why not pursue him for shelter?
Do you think I have not?
I have written constantly,
begging him for support but they all went unanswered.
Well then, I shall summon him here this morning.
Let us see what he has to say for himself.
Edward is here? In Sanditon?
How dare you!
It is not even a good likeness.
Forgive me, I drew it from memory.
It was an act of gross presumption
to do so without my permission.
Do I need permission to admire you, Miss Lambe?
If you're so grievously offended, then...
why are you here?
What do you want from me?
Isn't it obvious?
I wish to know you better.
That is how I see you.
Doubtless, it differs from how you see yourself.
But maybe you could tell me how you would like to be seen.
[FOOTSTEPS
Miss Lambe, there you are!
Good morning, Miss Markham.
Where is Leo?
What do you mean, disappeared?
Nevertheless, your uncle has employed me to teach you.
It means burden'.
You're supposed to be teaching me.
Have you any idea where she might be?
The careless governess has lost the child!
Leo!
The careless governess will be punished.
Leo!
Leo!
She will be out in the grounds, Miss Heywood.
Well, it shouldn't take long to find her then.
It's only a thousand acres.
Leonora!
Leo?
Leo?
Easy.
Whoa!
Here, here.
Careful, keep your distance.
What's his name?
Hannibal.
He took fright earlier at the sound of gunfire.
I cannot seem to calm him.
Miss Heywood?
Miss Heywood!
Shhh...
Shhh... Hannibal...
Shhh.. Shhh...
Come on.
Now we've lost the elephant!
Aargh!
What if we raised our offer?
Brimshaw have outbid us by thirty pounds, Arthur!
We do not have that kind of money.
Least of all when every penny must be accounted for
and subjected to the scrutiny of both Lady Denham
and our sister-in-law.
Perhaps we could find another animal?
With less than a day to go until the fair?
I shall be a laughing stock.
No, you will not.
And as your righthand man, I shan't allow it.
Oh, they say there is a cow in Muddyford that can moo,
God Save the King'.
I shall make urgent enquiries.
Miss Heywood!
Thank you, that was bravely done.
I was raised around horses.
Perhaps you can use those same skills
in taming my wayward niece and daughter.
The skills required are not so different.
Half the battle is winning their trust.
Indeed.
Where are they now, anyway?
So, what are your passions, Miss Heywood,
besides poetry of course?
Cowper and the other greats?
I like to dance and sing.
We keep a piano forte at home.
I have always longed to travel: France, Italy, India.
Have you travelled, Captain?
Well...
But of course, the war.
You must have shown great courage.
I would not claim that.
You are too modest,
unless perhaps you cannot bear to speak of it.
There was one battle in particular.
We built a bridge across the Bidasoa,
but it wasn't strong enough.
I had to swim my comrades to safety.
I tried to save as many as I could.
That must have been terrifying.
Some old gentleman had written,
requesting an audience, Georgiana.
I'm sure you'd prefer me to decline, but...
If you wouldn't mind, unless you would rather
I despatch them in my own fashion.
Mr Lockhart has also thrown his hat into the ring,
if his drawing is any measure.
Mr Lockhart has drawn you?
When did you sit for him?
He drew me from memory.
We cannot consider him a potential suitor, Miss Hankins.
An artist cannot offer
the security and position Georgiana needs!
I mean, we all witnessed his behaviour at the mess dinner.
Speaking of the mess dinner, I am not one to gossip
but my housemaid tells me that no one has yet been paid for it.
Mrs Wilkinson says that the army are running up
vast amounts of credit.
Shopkeepers are up in arms.
Aunt, Esther, I cannot tell you
how heartened I was that you wish to see me again.
Be under no illusions, you have not been summoned
because we wish to enjoy your company.
You are here to provide an unconvincing explanation
for whatever this woeful trick is
that you and Clara are attempting.
Clara?
Edward.
Clara tells us
that she has written to you repeatedly,
asking you to accept your responsibilities
as the child's father.
Father?
But her entreaties have been ignored.
How do you plead?
You cannot think I am responsible
for Miss Brereton's condition?
It is nine months exactly since the night we burned the Will.
And who knows how many men you have been acquainted with since!
Edward!
Why have you not answered my letters?
Because I never received any.
My dear aunt, you must see this for what it is -
merely an attempt to extort money from our family.
Miss Brereton has... has compromised herself
and now she is looking to me as a scapegoat.
For a moment, you had almost convinced me
that you had become a man of honour.
But now it seem that for once, Clara is telling the truth.
- Aunt! - Oh, get out of my sight!
And as for you, Clara, Dr Fox is expected shortly
and we cannot risk anyone, not even him,
learning of our family's shame.
Go and hide yourself in the garden until I send for you.
Are you not a little old to be playing at soldiers?
Whatever scheme you are plotting, it will not succeed.
I have no scheme, Edward,
besides seeing that our child is taken care of.
Our child?
You will tell my aunt that the child is not mine.
I have gone to great lengths to convince her I am a changed man.
I spent five months sleeping in a stinking tent, for God's sake!
I will not let you destroy my reputation!
I am not here to destroy you.
I had no expectation of finding you here.
It is a complication I could well do without.
What do you want from me?
Dear Edward, I have already taken everything I need from you.
What else do you have to give? Nothing.
You are disinherited.
Is that not curious?
Your unborn child will likely be a good deal richer than you.
Excuse me.
Mr Parker! Are you quite alright?
Actually, no.
I have lost an elephant, so now I will look like a man
who cannot deliver on his promises.
An unfortunate situation indeed, Sir.
But from what I've seen, there will be plenty else on offer.
Nothing to rival an elephant.
The posters are on display all over the county
and to make things worse, it looks like it may rain.
Mr Parker, I cannot provide an elephant
but I do have a rather unusual item
which could offer some excitement.
Splendid news, Tom!
The day is saved!
Don't ask me how I managed it
but I have secured for us Danvers, the Giant Horse
for our fair tomorrow.
Twenty hands high.
Not quite an elephant, I suppose,
but surely the next best thing.
Yes, thank you Arthur.
That is much appreciated but...
Colonel Lennox has already come to the rescue.
Ah.
- Is that not right, Colonel? - Indeed.
Ah...
She's been wincing in agony all morning
and against my advice, insisted that we call for you.
I believe you have a severe inflammation of the intestines,
Lady Babington.
Oh, poppycock!
It's those preposterous herbs
Herbs, my madame?
They came from some spurious crone in Mellmead.
She drinks them in tea.
May I see?
Urgh, this is certainly the cause of the discomfort.
I suggest you stop at once.
This will only make things worse.
I cannot stop, they are the only hope I have.
Nein. Nein.
Not the only hope.
Perhaps I can prepare a tincture, hmm?
It is no guarantee but it has the advantage
over your herbs that it will not kill you.
Hmm, so you say.
I'll try it. I'll try anything.
I am certain Mr Lockhart meant no offence by it.
You don't know what it's like, Arthur,
to spend your whole life being gazed at.
As a child, I was seen as a curiosity,
never allowed to forget I was neither one thing nor the other.
Then I came to England, my father's country,
only to see my difference reflected
in the eyes of every person I have since met.
So it's simply the stare I am used to, rendered palpable.
Oh, my dear Miss Lambe.
I cannot speak to your experience.
I have spent my entire life being overlooked,
even by those closest to me.
But yet, when I saw his drawing of me, I...
I felt, well...
I felt seen for who I am, or perhaps who I'd like to be.
He asked me how I would like to be seen.
I didn't know how to answer.
In my experience, people see the world
through a particular set of views and prejudices,
but not Mr Lockhart.
He sees things with a rare clarity.
Perhaps this is what it means to be an artist.
Mary thinks he's not to be trusted.
Well, maybe Mary doesn't know you or Mr Lockhart like I do.
Honestly, Mr Colbourne, I can look for Leonora myself.
I don't wish to put you in any trouble.
It's a little late for that.
Besides, I grew up on this land,
I know all the best hiding places.
You have no hope of finding her on your own.
Miss Heywood!
Captain Fraser, it seems there is no escaping you.
What brings you to this spot?
I am gathering flowers to make a crown for the fair.
What a coincidence.
You do not strike me as a man
who would be interested in flowers.
And what kind of man do I strike you as, Miss Heywood?
Typical soldier.
Spartan, coarse, unrefined.
And who would not seem unrefined beside you, Miss Heywood?
I am glad you know your place, Captain.
Forever your humble servant, Miss Heywood.
This way, Miss Heywood!
I suggest you go back to the house, Miss Heywood,
there's no need to stay out here.
It's only a little rain.
It would be a pity for you to be struck by lightning.
Governesses, as we know, are not easy to come by.
Mr Colbourne...
Might I make an observation?
You've already made the observation,
you might as well share it.
It strikes me as curious
that a man might take such care of his horse,
while taking pains to avoid his children.
Augusta is not my child.
She's aware of that.
She thinks you consider her presence here
an intolerable burden.
Those were her exact words?
Well, she spoke them in French, but yes.
There is no man alive I admire as much as my father,
and yet the girls hardly know you.
Perhaps in time, you will come to realise that's for the best.
Leonora, you are discovered.
I shall leave her in your hands.
Try not to lose her again.
We are soaking wet.
How observant you are, Miss Heywood.
It is a rare gift.
If only wars were won on wit alone, Captain Fraser.
May I ask who you are gathering flowers for?
If you must know, they are for Colonel Lennox.
And I'm sure he will be quite swept off his feet.
Tell my brave Captain Carter I will write to him.
Aye, he will be glad to hear it.
And there is still no word
on what Sidney was doing in Antigua?
Tom and I have both made enquiries,
but no one can shed any light
except that it concerned my interests.
I cannot understand it.
The plantation was sold on my father's death
and I own nothing besides my inheritance.
And your family?
My father was all the family I had.
What of your mother, Georgiana?
She died, giving me life.
All I know is from my father's account.
She was a woman of beauty and grace, and he loved her.
That is all I have of her.
Argh, I do not know what to put!
Nothing I write expresses the depths of my feelings.
Look what just arrived!
They must be from him.
Actually, they're for Charlotte.
They are from Colonel Lennox.
He requests my company at the fair tomorrow.
Well, your attempts to deter him
have clearly been a resounding failure.
Go on! Smack him! Go on!
Come on, yes!
What's the matter, man?
Couldn't sleep again?
Alison Heywood has sent a letter of soaring eloquence
and worse still, she has enclosed a poem.
And...?
She would expect me to reciprocate.
The only poet I know is Handel.
Handel is a composer.
Oh! I cannot have her thinking me a fool, Fraser.
All I want to do is prove myself worthy of her.
Yeah.
These are my favourites.
I carried them with me throughout my time
on the battlefield.
How did this assist you on the battlefield?
It is not like you to lend credence to idle gossip, Mary.
I am only telling you what she said.
She was very emphatic.
There is no smoke without at least an ember of truth, Tom.
If the army have run up debts, it will be an oversight.
Their company's presence can only enrich Sanditon.
Also, a permanent barracks will mean
a yearly government annuity of five and a half thousand pounds.
What are a few unpaid bills beside that?
Don't you think we should put the barracks on hold
until we've got a clearer sense of who we are dealing with?
Nonsense, Arthur.
Really, I have no idea why you have taken
so against the Colonel.
He is one of the noblest men I have ever met.
Forgive me, brother. I am sure you are right.
What do we call these ones?
Ooh, let me see.
Those are...
corncockle.
It's a common weed.
What about this?
Aquilegia vulgaris, columbine.
As you see, Miss Heywood, there is little you can teach me.
Where did you learn that?
My mother.
What was she like?
Pretty.
Kind.
Sad.
Why sad?
She had a twin... Leonora's mother,
but after Aunty Lucy died,
it was as if my mother lost half of herself...
especially given the circumstances.
What happened?
Nobody ever seems to speak of her.
That is because my uncle cannot bear to hear her name.
Father! Look, it's father!
Mr Colbourne!
I won't disturb you.
How is Hannibal, Sir?
Recovering, thank you.
He sends his regards.
Be sure to send him mine in return.
We're having a picnic, father, and learning about wildflowers.
Say you'll join us, please?
There is no need, uncle.
I am certain that you would rather do almost anything else.
I could spare a few moments.
Esther, it's time to leave.
I think it better I remain behind.
Oh, I understand your reluctance.
A fair by its nature is a distraction
for the lower orders.
Against my better judgement,
I have given all of my servants the afternoon off.
It's not that, aunt.
I hardly think it wise to leave Clara on her own.
Oh, as you wish.
Dear Esther, are you concerned for my condition?
Not in the least.
I am concerned for my aunt's silver.
So, what has Miss Heywood been teaching you this morning, Augusta?
Not a great deal.
As you arrived, she was asking about Aunt Lucy.
Miss Markham was saying
her mother and your late wife were close.
Yes. Inseparable.
Aunt Lucy often used to stay with us.
Somehow she always felt happier in London that she did here -
You were just a child, Augusta.
Your memories cannot be relied upon.
Perhaps she felt as I do; trapped.
We have discussed this.
You will be introduced to society when you are ready.
When will that be, uncle, since you seem so determined
to avoid the company of those around you?
- When I am thirty? - Miss Markham, I am sure
your uncle only has your best interests at heart.
Look father, I found knapweed and...
Cornflowers. Centaurea.
Centaurea, that is a peculiar name.
They are named after Chiron, the centaur.
In the myth, he used them to heal his wounds
from the poisoned arrows.
Do you really think that would work?
I don't know, shall we find some poisoned arrows
and put it to the test?
I would sooner not.
Cornflowers are my favourite.
Then you should have them, Miss Heywood.
Thank you, Sir.
I confess, I cannot understand
why you see me as a threat, Esther.
You have a wealthy husband who loves you...
You have a vast estate
and you have everything a woman could want.
Whereas I am... penniless, friendless
and carrying the child of a man who despises me.
Oh stop, you'll bring me to tears.
It is the truth.
You don't know the meaning of the word.
You are duplicitous to your bones, always have been.
You are incapable of empathy or love.
Nothing will convince me otherwise.
I shall be watching you like a hawk
and as soon as this child is born,
I will see to it that you are thrown out.
I am sorry you think so little of -
I am not prepared!
No! No! I am not prepared!
Thank you for your letter.
- It was... - Overwhelming.
Yes.
The very word I was going to employ.
I ne'er was struck before that hour
with love so sudden and so sweet.
Will you not complete the verse you sent?
I could not do it justice as you have, Miss Heywood,
or if I may, Alison.
William.
Miss Heywood,
was your sister not able to join you?
I fear her employer has kept her back.
We may have to delay the ascent.
Captain Carter, follow me.
Captain Fraser.
Miss Heywood.
So I gather you were pleased with Captain Carter's letter?
It is as if he can see into my soul.
He is both a hero and a poet.
A hero?
He spoke of his brave actions at Bidasoa.
Did he now?
Ah, Mr Parker. Boycott sugar?
No, thank you Reverend.
Free our brothers and sisters...
Well, Mr Parker, where is this fabled elephant?
I confess, there's been a slight change of plan, Lady Denham.
You mean to say you have lured us here under false pretences?
I assure you my lady,
you are about to see the eighth wonder of the world.
Allow me to er... escort you.
One moment.
Miss Lambe!
Still persisting with your misguided sugar boycott, I see.
Hardly misguided.
The movement is gathering pace across the country, Lady Denham.
It will change nothing.
Such decisions are made in parliament,
not by naive young women.
In this matter, parliament has failed.
That is why we have taken matters into our own hands.
I suppose you would support such a cause, given your origins.
And yet, here I am, the wealthiest woman in Sanditon.
And where did the wealth come from?
Are you not biting the hand that feeds you?
This has been the best afternoon I can remember.
What a tragically dull life you must have led, child.
You have enjoyed yourself too.
At one point, I almost saw you smile.
That is quite impossible, Augusta is incapable of smiling.
Oh, I must go, I'm expected at the fair.
I wish we could go to the fair.
We have kept you too long.
Not at all.
Goodbye.
Goodbye.
Until tomorrow then.
Until tomorrow.
Stop being so dramatic, you have proved your point!
Come on!
Oh, you would have to do this while the staff are absent
just to spite me!
I can go no further.
You cannot bear this child on the stairs,
given it was conceived on the floor.
That would hardly be an auspicious beginning!
Will you release my hand!?
God, I hate you! You are such a cold, unyielding shrew!
And you are a scheming vixen, my hand you're hurting!
You do not know the meaning of pain!
Will you move!
Fine, if you refuse to move, I shall leave you to it!
No, Esther, stay! I cannot do this alone.
You do not know what you are asking.
Esther, please.
Ladies and Gentlemen,
may I bid you all the warmest of Sanditon welcomes to this,
our midsummer fair.
It is our tradition each year to have a special event.
But what you see before you this afternoon
surpasses any attraction in our long history.
What is that?
That, Miss Heywood, is a military observation balloon,
intended I believe, to identify enemy positions from aloft.
Mr Parker is trying to convince everyone
it is a circus attraction.
One can only be reminded of the ambitions of Icarus.
Oh dear.
Maestro.
Direct from the battlefields of Europe.
A brilliant example of British ingenuity and skill,
brought to you through the generosity of Colonel Lennox
and his brave soldiers.
Here is your chance to experience
God's own view of Sanditon,
a once in a lifetime opportunity.
Who would like to take the maiden voyage?
I'm not standing in a basket tethered to a rope.
I'm agreeing with you.
I shall pass on the flying hamper.
Charlotte, here at last.
Oh, it's incredible.
Poor Tom, the Colonel has lent him his observation balloon
but no one is brave enough to go up in it.
What about you, Sir?
Can I not persuade you to be the first to make an ascent?
You, Sir?
What about you, Sir?
I'll make the ascent!
My dear, you couldn't possibly, it's too dangerous.
- Don't worry, Mary. - Let the young lady pass.
Miss Heywood, welcome.
Colonel, do I have your permission to go up?
I assure you, it would give me the greatest pleasure.
Well, it's true, a woman has made the ascent before.
Two in fact, by my knowledge.
Then, let me be the third.
My dear girl,
I could not possibly allow it, absolutely not.
If Miss Heywood is first, it's certain others will follow.
Private Markland, I will accompany her.
She will be safe in my hands.
Are you not tempted, Miss Lambe?
I prefer to keep my feet on the ground.
Oh, I don't believe that.
I think you would soar to the heavens.
It's your jailors that keep you tethered.
Mary is not my jailor, she is my friend.
Really?
It seems to me like you're hemmed in on all sides.
I don't know how you can bear it.
It's like a dream.
I feel as if I were flying.
Is it too late to mention I'm... not enamoured of heights?
Fears are there to be conquered.
You are quite unlike any woman I have ever met, Miss Heywood.
Mr Parker!
Aargh!
Help! Help!
Aargh! Help!
Arthur!
- Help! - Arthur!
Help! Help!
It's Arthur.
Well done, Arthur. Thank God for you.
You're a hero, Arthur!
This was bravely done!
I should tell you,
I think I have agreed a truce with my charges
and perhaps even with their father.
Their father?
It seems Mr Colbourne is a better man
than I had given him credit for.
I believe he is just grieving for his late wife
Woo!
Miss Heywood!
Gentlemen and even Ladies, who would like a ride to the skies?
Come along!
Now, now, one at a time, please. You Sir.
From the moment we met, you have spoken to me with candour.
I fear I have not repaid the courtesy.
It's against my nature to impugn another man's character
but I must warn you to be on your guard against Mr Colbourne.
Why?
Please, just take my word.
With respect,
you cannot warn me on such strong terms without evidence.
Some years ago,
there was a young lady who meant a very great deal to me.
She had a fierce, bright spirit, not unlike your own.
Her name was Lucy.
His wife?
Colbourne stole her from me, Miss Heywood,
and then for reasons I do not comprehend, he destroyed her.
I believe he needs his mother.
Will you take him?
Later, perhaps.
Yes!
Good.
Okay...
You will paint my portrait on my terms.
If I am satisfied, you may name your price.
I shall not rest until we are both satisfied, Miss Lambe.
Are you alone?
Yes.
Would you like to come in?
Good evening, Mr Lockhart.
Dare I say it, the best midsummer fair yet
and you were the hero of the hour, Arthur.
Glad to be of service, Tom.
But for you, I might be halfway to France by now.
Quite, although I have to say Colonel Lennox saved the day.
What are the shopkeepers doing there?
There he is, look!
- There's Mr Parker! - Mr Parker!
Yes.
Sir, they need to be paid!
Gentlemen, madam, I have the situation in hand.
Mr Parker will talk to the Colonel on your behalf
at the first opportunity.
All will be resolved.
Yes, please.
This has been a great day for Sanditon
and I can assure you that all of your problems will be solved
when you understand one simple fact which...
And I give you my word,
I will explain in great detail, er... tomorrow.
Mr Tom Parker, what a triumph.
Edward, may we speak apart for a moment?
Of course.
But first, can I tempt you to another game of Hazard,
you must give me the chance to recoup my losses.
It is a tempting proposition -
Come, let's celebrate the success of the day, Parker.
We make a good team, do we not?
What is the matter, Denham?
You are not yourself.
It seems I am to be a father.
That is surely a cause for celebration.
It may yet be.
I am told you showed great courage at Bidasoa.
Remarkable, given how young you must have been.
Fraser -
She deserves better. Set her straight.
I really thought your numbers would come up, Parker.
I do not have a hundred pounds to hand, Colonel.
Don't worry, I know you're good for it.
Now, what was it you wished to discuss?
A personal tribute from the Colonel himself.
I am not sure you have come down to earth since.
I'm still trying to make sense of it.
Cornflowers? Where did you find them?
At Mr Colbourne's estate.
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