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foods to don't cook hot

potatoes

I'll clear.

Remember, if anyone asks, you know nothing.

Where do you think you're going?

Out.

Don't be clever with me, Missy.

Are you planning to meet someone? If so, I forbid it.

If you would only explain my crime, the one I'm being punished for.

Certainly. You meet young men. You correspond with them.

Not this again.

Do you deny it?

If you won't let me go into society, Mother, I must find some society for myself.

Get upstairs. Take off your hat, and I will see you in the drawing room later.

How long do you propose to keep her incarcerated?

Until I've brought her out.

You should be out now.

Ask this Baldwin boy to dinner. We can look him over and learn the worst.

Perhaps we'll like him.

Archie Baldwin is not what I want.

Why not?

He's the son of a senior diplomat with a house on Fifth Avenue and another in Newport.

I want more than that.

But what is there more than that?

You'll see when I find what I'm looking for.

Well, we can't keep the girl alone.

If you force her into secrecy, you're taking a risk.

Leave Gladys to me.

Yes, Turner?

This seems dress is here, ma'am, and I want to be sure which skirt you'd like cut down from Miss Gladys.

I'll come now.

Take the salad up now. It can make all the sideboard.

Anything nice planned for your afternoon off, Miss Armstrong?

What's that to you?

How about the piece of apple pie to take with you?

That would be a treat. Thank you.

Mr. Bennis is waiting for the latest change.

Then he'll announce lunch.

Oh, she better get to move on, or the askellabs was spoiled.

And where does all this take place?

Miss Barton opened the first Red Cross branch in Danville last year, so I expect it'll be more organized from now on.

Danville, New York?

I'm holding a meeting there soon to make an announcement.

Aurora Thane, Scully, and she's been a champion of Miss Barton from the start.

Then you'd like to accompany her?

I would. I feel strongly about it.

Really, on-tagnas, anyone would think you were against charity.

Charity has two functions in our world, my dear.

The first is to raise funds for the less fortunate, which is wholly good.

The second is to provide a ladder for people to climb into society who do not belong there.

And that is wholly bad?

Not wholly, perhaps, but it should give us pause.

Very well, you may go.

But ask Miss Scott to accompany you.

I don't entirely trust Aurora these days.

Not since I learned Mrs. Chamberlain was on her guest list.

Well, shall we tidy ourselves before lunch and dear?

And I think pumpkin needs a walk.

Is that the New York road?

Did they publish your story?

See for yourself.

You were to be congratulated. What an achievement.

Thank you.

The things we said when I came to Brooklyn was idiotic shoes.

I don't need a fairy godmother.

I know. But I think I came to your parents' house as much as anything because I was curious.

It seems to me Mr. Rakes knows more about your life than I do.

He's a lawyer. He understands how to find things out I need to know.

And I don't.

Look, we fell out. Let's not make it worse.

You have a good heart, but I run my own life. Is that clear?

Yes.

Is this a trick?

Really, Larry. Give us some credit.

One minute I'm under arrest for receiving a letter from Archie and now you're asking him to dinner.

She's right. What are we supposed to think?

We'd like to meet Mr. Baldwin.

Yes. This time we met Mr. Baldwin.

I will relay your invitation.

Just give me his address and I'll invite him for next Friday.

Will you make a party of it?

I don't think so.

Mrs. Scott, did you see Peggy?

No, they told me she was out.

Maybe she had a meeting at the Globe, Mr. Fortune.

Are you taking those to the mailbox?

I suppose after you visit the other day, Peggy said terrible things about her father.

She hasn't said anything.

Terrible or otherwise?

Then you can see they don't get along.

As far as I can tell, Peggy feels her father forced her into a course of action she regrets.

Parents do things to protect their children whether they like it or not.

Peggy belongs in Brooklyn.

It's nice she has a job, but she will only live a half-life here.

She likes the work.

So there's more to life than work.

And Peggy cannot live before life.

I suppose not.

Brooklyn, she could meet a suitable husband, have her own family, and walk through front doors instead of back entrances.

I hadn't thought of that.

I know Peggy is far, but she wouldn't stay here if she wasn't.

But family is a precious gift.

It isn't right for us to be at odds.

I believe Peggy loves you very much, Mrs. Scott.

The paths won't let go of her, but she loves you.

Bless you for saying so, Miss.

Mother?

I thought you'd never get here.

I'm not late, am I?

Actually, I know.

I just want to know.

I'm not late, am I?

I just want to know.

I just want to know.

I'm not late, am I?

Actually, I know.

I just lie in this bed all day.

I brought you things.

No surprises there, I bet.

Give me the list.

I buy what you ask for.

If you want something different next week, write it down.

Yeah, yeah.

How's Mr. Sternberg?

I never say him.

When he gets here, he sleeps.

When he wakes, he leaves.

But he still fetches a bucket of water every morning.

That's kind of him.

He's part of his rent.

Wouldn't you better get started.

You know what, to will, to manage?

Are you so taken up with the joy in yourself?

I'm not late.

Well, Aunt Agnes let you go.

If I take her secretary as a chaperone.

Aren't I enough?

She thinks I'm fast, doesn't she?

I knew it.

She's not trying to stop me going.

She'd been so generous to Miss Scott.

Do you find it surprising?

I think she admires people who help themselves.

Even if they're colored?

It doesn't seem to matter to her.

Well, good for Aunt Agnes.

Now, I have a favor.

I've been a little bit older than me.

I've invited Mrs. Russell here to lunch to meet Mr. McAllister.

And I need you to help me make it run smoothly.

Mrs. Astor's Mr. McAllister?

The very one.

Does he want to meet Mrs. Russell?

With any luck, he'll be curious about her money and about her house.

She's trying to find her feet in New York and I'm afraid he's the gatekeeper she must pass to achieve it.

Is that his role?

He is Cerberus.

Snarling and growling to protect his Mr. Grows as he likes to call her.

Is Mrs. Astor aware of all this?

She is when it suits her.

She uses him to filter the new arrivals.

So Mr. McAllister's opinion is important?

Is any of it important?

I wonder if you'd invite Mr. Rakes.

Mr. Rakes?

Is he the handsome one we met at the Academy?

I'll ask him if you like.

He may not be able to get away.

Don't worry. He'll come.

How can you be so sure?

I'll tell him you'll be there.

You'll pour that lunch?

I thought it was what you wanted.

You tasted like you found it in a garbage pail.

Did you try the pie?

It's over there if you want it.

Oh, mother.

What's the matter?

Come and sit over here and want to make your bed.

You're pinching me.

A runner has invited Mrs. Russell to lunch.

She has.

And who else will be there?

The latest arrivals from Ellis Island.

I'm going, and so is Mr. McAllister.

Oh dear.

Don't we approve of her, Mida?

He spends his life puffing people off or putting them down.

Mrs. Astor needs her lieutenants.

Do you like Mrs. Astor?

That's like saying, do you like rain?

She is a fact of life that we must live with.

Who else is a role invited?

Not many. I'd say we're just there to take the edge off their meeting.

Really? That woman has the resilience of a cockroach.

Do you mean, should we send John to carry out some pest control?

If only we could.

Mrs. Gladys says they may take on a real lady's maid to look after her.

And if they do?

I've been doing the job for a while now and I've had no complaints.

But you're only a house maid.

I've learned so much from you, Miss Turner.

I know I could do it after your teaching. I know it.

Don't be ridiculous.

But you really think you could be a proper lady's maid?

I know I could. I copy every detail of Miss Turner's work.

I've studied her like a novice in a convent.

Miss Turner is no nun, I assure you.

Miss Gladdis, may I have a word? Of course. Come in.

Before you ring for Adelheid, may I ask you something.

She would like to be considered for the post of your lady's maid.

I know. Do you approve of the idea?

As long as I will have no more governesses.

My mother may use Adelheid's inexperience as an excuse to hire governesses as well.

But if we can avoid that, you like the girl. Very much.

Then I'll see what I can do.

You are the first person to ask my opinion on any decision concerning myself.

Any decision, whatever.

There you are. I'm home early.

I've had my meeting and there's no point in going back to the office.

We're almost there with the station, so it's full steam ahead.

You're very quiet.

Mr. McAllister has confirmed that he's coming to Mrs. Fain's luncheon.

Hallelujah. Let the trumpets sound.

You laugh, but tomorrow I'm going to be at a luncheon with Ward McAllister.

It means a lot to me, George.

In which case, of course, it means a lot to me.

We are getting there, don't you see?

All the things we promised ourselves when we first married.

The things you promised yourself.

The point is, we're finally getting to where we belong.

I always felt I was where I belonged. Because I had you.

You mean you needed me to steer us in the right direction?

And now lunch with Mr. McAllister will make your dreams come true?

He's the gatekeeper, so yes, it could. And I will make it my business to see that it does.

How did you get her to ask him?

She was delighted to.

Does Mr. Rakes enjoy it?

Playing around in high society.

He seems to.

More than he expected, I'd say.

But when you're a handsome young man, all you need is a decent tailcoat and you're invited everywhere.

What about when he settles down?

If he's got used to that way of life, won't it be hard to give it up?

He wasn't used to it before, and nor was I.

We were both friends.

He wasn't used to it before, and nor was I. We were both from Doyle's town, where life wasn't about whose guest list you're on.

By the way, I should have said your mother was here earlier.

She'd come for you, but you were out, so she spoke to me.

About what?

She wants you home, and she gave a good argument for it.

She shouldn't have involved you.

Good evening, Miss Scott.

Miss Brooke, I'll leave you.

While we're alone, who's actually going to Aurora's luncheon?

Tom Rakes.

Was it rather sly, not to say?

I don't want on darkness to take against him before they get to know each other.

She's taken against him already as you were aware, so you're too late to head that off at the pass.

But you haven't.

Have you?

He's not what we've planned.

I can't deceive you there.

The best late schemes of my cinnamon gang off to Glaie.

Robbie Burns.

Love makes fools of all of us.

William Thackeray.

Lovely. Thank you, Mrs. Bauer.

And you enjoyed the pie?

Oh, very much.

It's good to spoil yourself now and again.

And that's what I've been doing all day, spoiling myself.

You're a lucky one, Miss Armstrong.

And don't I know it?

Oh, yes, I'm the lucky one.

But how could I be sure the girl was performing her duties as she should?

Gladys wouldn't know.

I can do that.

And you will report back to me?

I'll tell you anything I think you should know.

Very well. We will promote Adel Hyde, and between the two of us we will manage Miss Gladys.

What's this?

Mrs. Bruce has persuaded me to let Gladys have a lady's maid and not to hire another governess.

Well done, Mrs. Bruce.

Don't I get any praise?

Well done you.

You won't be sorry.

I'm sorry now.

He's here.

Who else has arrived?

Mrs. Russell and Charles.

But Mr. McAllister is fashionably late.

Good day.

It's broke.

How did you contrive this?

I thought it might interest you. How are you getting on?

In what way?

The conquest of New York.

That's not the conquest that interests me.

Mrs. Fane has been talking about the work of Miss Barton. I hear your great support.

I try to be.

I want... that is my husband and I both want to help her and her efforts.

And I thought I might go with Mrs. Fane to her event at Dan'sville.

Will you be there?

I will. We can all travel together.

What's this?

Miss Brooke, our hostess and I are going to Dan'sville to hear Miss Barton speak.

You'll have to stay the night.

It's such a journey. 200 miles at least.

You're right. It's too far to return the same day.

Why didn't she choose Dan'sville?

I think Dan'sville chose her.

How can we find out where to stay?

Let me arrange it for you.

There's no need.

I'd like to.

Could you include me in your travel plan?

Of course.

I'm going with you both to Dan'sville to support Miss Barton.

It's a good way for you to start.

In the meantime, I intend to make a reasonably generous donation.

That's an even better way to start.

Although it may not be without its complications.

Mr. Ward McAllister.

My dear Mrs. Fane, please forgive me if I'm late,

but we were arguing over the wine for tonight.

Who were you arguing with?

My butler, Perriman, who thinks he knows everything.

It's different for me. I do know everything.

But do you know Miss Brooke?

I know of Miss Brooke.

And how is Mrs. Van Ryan and your dear Auntie?

Very well. They'll be pleased to hear you remember them.

And you must be.

Mrs. George Russell. May I present Mr. Ward McAllister?

What a pleasure.

Mr. McAllister.

Here's Charles.

Ah.

And this is Mr. Rakes.

Newly arrived and already cutting a swath through the city.

Hardly. I can easily believe it. How do you do?

Let us hope I may be of help to you, Mr. Rakes.

Shall we go into luncheon?

All right, this way.

I hope I'm sitting near you, Mrs. Russell.

I want to hear all about your husband's railroad empire.

Then I guess you'll have to speak to Mr. Russell.

Oh, but I don't want the facts. Only the gossip.

No.

Yeah.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Please.

Mr. Rakes.

The rest is a lady's maid, I see.

She is a lady's maid.

It's strange when there's no upstairs luncheon.

I think it's nice. Like a holiday.

Where's Miss Gladys?

She goes to a painting class on Mondays, and not even the dragon can stop her.

Will she be meeting her young man?

What young man is that?

Miss Gladys is friend who's coming for dinner Mr. Baldwin.

They must be planning to accept him, make him one of the family.

I'm not so sure. The mistress has big dreams for Miss Gladys.

And why allow him in the house?

That's quite enough on this subject.

Beautifully done.

Mrs. Fains to be congratulated.

Do you have a good cook?

Oh, hadn't you better ask my guests.

Do I know them?

How can I answer them?

Shall I tell you what I think, Mrs. Russell?

I think you have a very good chef.

French, of course.

Of course.

And a fine palace of a house.

But I don't believe your guest list is quite what you would like it to be.

Mr. McAllister, you see through me as if I were glass.

We can man that.

You went to Mrs. Astor?

Me and the people I will introduce you to.

I'd love to think you would be my protector.

For now, but fairly soon, I'd say you'll be protected me.

Mrs. Russell and Mr. McAllister seem to be getting on well.

Why wouldn't they when they are more or less the same person?

Oh, steady.

Oh, thank you so much.

It's Mr. Van Rhein, isn't it?

I'm sorry, do we know each other?

Not really.

I've seen you, but you wouldn't have noticed me.

That sounds modest and unlikely.

I'm Mrs. Russell's maid.

You've come for dinner a few times.

Much to my mother's fury.

What?

Never mind.

But you haven't been here for a while, haven't you, sir?

No. I haven't.

And I know why.

Are you going to enlighten me?

He was a pity you backed off and Mr. Russell had that trouble with the city altogether.

I thought he'd be too busy to bother with me.

You mean you weren't sure he'd survive the scam on me?

That's not true.

He's also gutted into his head that you're interested in Miss Gladys.

I like her enormously.

He's determined on a love match for her.

He wants her to be happy.

Of course he does.

And so do I.

Well, I should be all.

I'm sorry.

Well, I should be all.

Are you going anywhere interested?

Not me for a walk.

Mrs. Russell's out and I won't be needed before half past three or four.

What?

You're made in the park in a now by Shakespeare's statue.

I have an idea you could be helpful to me.

But aren't you on your way to visit Mrs. Van Rhein?

I am.

And I will see you by the statue in a now.

I should be grateful to be kept up to date.

Blah, blah, blah.

You're sincerely.

And now we must stop.

It'll be lunch and soon.

It's very good of you to accompany Miss Marion in her quest.

I'm glad to go.

I intend to hear Miss Barton speak and to ask her some questions.

If this is for your journalistic endeavors, please don't tell me more than I want to know.

There will.

You're a determined young woman, aren't you, Miss Scott?

Is that wrong?

Not at all.

You'll meet obstacles in your way.

You're a colored woman to name two of them.

You need determination to get anywhere.

Miss Marion is determined too, but she can be reckless.

That is why I'm counting on you.

I've been reckless in the past.

Then you'll know what I mean.

I will not spy on her, Mrs. Van Rine.

I'm not asking you to spy.

Just make sure she's safe.

Lunch on his third mum.

Miss Ada is already in the dining room.

Thank you, Benister.

What service?

You said you'd manage things, but nothing would be here.

How could I be sure it would be done properly without me?

You're not sorry, I hope.

Of course not.

We should leave the luggage in the maids here and go straight to the event.

We're late enough already.

We're late.

We're late.

We're late.

We're late.

We're late.

We're late.

We're late.

We're late.

We're late.

We're late.

We're late.

We're late.

We're late.

Miss Scott is writing an article on Miss Barton from the New York Globe, so she'll be with us.

And I think the other should come too.

Why not?

When they've come, Miss Harr.

Pardon me.

She is known as Miss Clara Barton, but we know her as Clara.

Her face and her form was seen in Melia Hostile.

Look, we have it this time, Ethan.

Point is, our presence will be recorded in the newspapers and Mrs. Russell's.

That's what's important.

What is important?

Mrs. Fainey thinks it may help if the newspapers print that we were here.

Your presence will be helpful, is that what you're saying?

It certainly will be, Anne.

Before coming here, Mrs. Russell has been extremely generous to the Red Cross,

for which we and Miss Barton are very great.

And her love that nerfed our heart.

Pull herself together.

I understand that Muderu's wife is trying to buy herself a place in society,

and you're happy to take her money.

But aren't you ashamed?

Do you think you're honoring Patrick by behaving like a child in his memory?

You have been defiled.

Do you mean my presence has defiled, Mrs. Fain?

And now, let me welcome Miss Barton to address you.

There you go.

Thank you all.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you all for making this journey to be with me today.

And what I hope will prove a momentous announcement in the history of our cause,

because it now appears that we will be opening not one new branch, as I'd originally planned.

But thanks to Mrs. George Russell, we will be opening three.

Mrs. Russell, will you be so good as to join me, please?

I feel, excuse me.

Right.

Anne, you are a fool.

You should never pick a fight before you know the facts.

I know the facts.

My husband is dead. That's a fact.

My house is sold. My money is a gone.

And now you'll turn your back on me like all the others,

just to kick in with this potato-digger's daughter.

You'll deny it.

But you will.

As some of you may know, many causes have been and are, close to my heart.

But on this day, I give thanks for the work of the Red Cross.

And I ask you to consider the amount of suffering we will be able to alleviate under its banner.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you.

Wonderful.

Mr. Martin, you are.

Hope to go national with someone.

Mrs. Fane? Mrs. Morris? Miss Brooke, please join Mrs. Russell

in myself to make an inspection. After such a pilgrimage, it is only fair.

And who is this, Miss Brooke?

Miss Scott, my aunt's secretary. She is a great admirer of yours.

How do you do, Miss Scott? I'm glad to know you.

I'm also a writer for the New York Globe, the colored paper.

Yes, I know it.

May I ask you some questions for my article? Of course.

Will the Red Cross extend its help to all who suffer, despite race?

We will turn no one away who is in need, Miss Scott.

What is happening? Who is she?

Miss Scott is with Maryam, and apparently also with the press.

It is unusual, I admit. She's not coming.

Who is this?

I hope you'll join us, Miss Scott.

Miss Brooke, please join the local fire.

Miss Brooke, please join the local fire.

Miss Brooke, please join the local fire.

Please join the local fire.

Please join the local fire.

Please join the local fire.

These are survivors of a local fire who were brought here two days ago.

How is he?

Still, are you interested in the treatment of boronavitins, Mrs. Russell?

Of course. Our practice is not just to shelter,

clothe, and feed those overtaken by disaster, but also to aid them as they try to rescue

the means of support they enjoyed before disaster struck.

She has blood on her hands, but she shinks outside of it.

What do you say, these things? Because I won't let her be.

She has already beaten you. You will see.

I hope for your sake that we won't.

Was Mrs. Morris not able to stay?

She had to get back to New York. And Miss Scott, where is she?

In her room. Writing her article.

I look forward to reading it.

I should go up. I'm on the early train. I'm giving a dinner tomorrow evening. I mustn't be late for.

It was very good of you to come all this way, to say nothing of your amazing generosity. Thank you.

You should thank Mr. Russell. He's very anxious to be of service.

I do thank him most sincerely.

I look forward to our next meeting.

I'm sorry about Anne Mars.

I know about the quarrel, if that's what you mean.

You mustn't listen to everything she says about Mrs. Russell.

Before you think me a simpleton, I'm well aware that Mrs. Russell is using the charity letter to climb into the ballrooms of New York.

Oh well.

I can still be grateful she chose my charity to be that ladder.

I agree.

One thing I must ask, do any of you know Mrs. Chamberlain? That is Mrs. Augustus Chamberlain?

Not really. She has been generous to charity in the past, I know.

If she wants, she can be very generous indeed. And I am fully aware of her reputation.

I've met her a few times.

Could you interest her in my cause?

I can try.

Aunt Agnes would never forgive me.

Surely there's more at stake here than Aunt Agnes's smelling souls?

I couldn't put it better myself.

People think anyone who gives their life to charity must be a kind of holy fool when she's anything bad.

It's the good things done these days, you must know your way around. Miss Barton is living proof.

So are you, Mr. Rakes?

You know your way around New York? What are you up to next week?

Not much. I'm going to the Stuyvesant Ball on Thursday.

Do you do realize that a lot of all this may come to an end one day?

What's the matter? Don't you think I'll do well?

I'm counting on it, but it may take some time.

We'd still be invited to parties.

We?

Mm-hmm.

Just supposing you were to throw your lot in with me?

If I did, we couldn't hope to live as they live.

Or anything like.

Number eight, here we are.

Mm-hmm.

Well, I guess I must wish you good night.

What else have you in mind?

I'm not brave enough to say.

Mr. Rakes, don't tell me that is why you make the journey.

Not entirely.

Not at all.

Surely.

Mac can always hope?

He cannot hope for that.

Have I offended you?

You surprised me?

I grant you.

Let me surprise you some more.

Do you have your key, Miss Brooke?

There'll be a spare one downstairs if you'd like me to fetch it.

No, I have the key.

Good night, Mr. Rakes.

Good night, Miss Brooke.

Miss Scott?

You cannot imagine the scene we have just played out.

I don't have to. I watched it.

On instruction from On Tagnis.

No, but I thought you might need some help.

I know the signs.

You're clever than I am. I didn't see it coming at all.

I have more experience than you.

What do you mean?

You can't read it like that.

Was there a man once?

You've never told me anything about your life.

What was his name?

Lyce Finn.

He was a stock boy at my father's pharmacy.

I'd never been in love before.

And he kissed you?

He changed my life.

Where is he now?

My parents didn't approve.

And you gave in to them?

You've met my father.

And you've met my aunt.

I guess we should both remember that there will be no mention of your aunt or my father in our wedding vows.

When and if they happen?

No.

But about the kiss.

Should I be insulted?

Hmm.

Yes, if he thinks he can have you easily.

No, if he just wants you as much as you want him.

What do you mean a spy?

She'll tell me all I need to know about what goes on in my house.

For money.

I will give her a few.

I actually enjoy it.

I had to say she wants a little revenge on her employers.

The revengeful lady's made sounds like a character in a melodrama.

Maybe.

I'll tell you this.

She suspects the Russell's don't want me from the daughter.

So do everything in her part to make me a cause.

So it will be money well spent.

How was it?

A long journey for a short stay at a nasty haci'd hotel.

You don't seem very dumb cast.

What's happened to you?

I don't know what you mean.

You were down in the dumps for so long.

I thought about your advice, Monsieur Bodin.

You said I should change things.

And now I intend to have some fun.

What a relief to have you safely back.

And what a journey for a speech.

Mrs. Russell didn't spoil things.

She's the heroine of the hour and has transformed the movement with a donation.

Miss Barton is much more of a reformer than I'd realized.

I do admire you, Miss Barton.

Is there a fashionable cause she does not support?

Surely you believe women will vote eventually.

I believe in small and incremental change.

Not running around with a banner and a gun.

Is everything ready for tonight?

Why such a fuss?

A young man would be here to eat his dinner.

So what?

It must mean they're coming round.

Who asked you?

Miss Gladys says they wouldn't have him in the house otherwise.

It does seem that way to me.

There's no shortage of opinions about this, is there?

All I know is Mrs. Russell plays a long game.

Miss Barton, you're not going to be a fool.

What I know is Mrs. Russell plays a long game.

The middle.

In short, Miss Barton is a woman who understands the world's ills and the bong that will cure them.

Reminding us of the words in the Bible and now abided faith, hope, charity.

These three.

But the greatest of these is charity.

You've captured her perfectly.

And the essence of her work.

And you're right, she has made the Red Cross mean much more than offering aid to wounded men on the fields of battle.

Thank you.

She stops charity from feeling patronizing.

Like people who give out old shoes.

You have to remember, I never met a woman like you before I came to New York.

You mean colored?

No.

More that you and Clara Barton are your own people.

The women I knew in Doyle's town just accepted the role of wife and mother, but you make your own path.

I can't wait to see your article in print.

We'll just have to keep it from your own tagness.

We can add that to the list of what on tagness doesn't need to know.

I just hope Mr. Fortune is happy with it.

Are you happy?

Living here?

Only your mother said.

I told you that's family business.

But I know what it's like to have your family taken from you.

Whatever your quarrel, one day your father will be gone.

And you don't want the burden of regret that you never made it up when you could.

I don't think it would be heavier than what I'm carrying now.

Peggy.

It's late and...

I have to check this before it's due.

But...

I'll say good night.

Is there anything else we can offer you, Mr. Bolden?

Why, gosh, no. That's the best dinner I've eaten all year.

How kind you are. I shall be sure to tell our chef.

And your house is wonderful, Mrs. Russell.

You have such lovely things. It's like a museum.

Now that I shall take is my own compliment. Thank you.

Archie's parents are building a house in Newport, Mother.

I don't really know Newport, but Mr. McAllister talked about it the other day at luncheon.

I guess he and Mrs. Aser are kind of king and queen of the place.

I suppose your parents will get to know them.

They already do.

Think of that.

George, we should leave you to your port. Larry, come with us.

I wouldn't mind the glass of port.

Then you shall have one in the drawing room.

Cable for Mr. Russell. It says urgent.

I'm taken.

Tell them to lock up without me.

I guess you want to know my intentions, sir.

You're very young to have intentions. And so is Gladys.

I'm 24.

It's the same age my father was when he got married.

And you want to marry my daughter?

I think she's just about the best girl there is, sir.

She's clever and sensitive and beautiful.

You're not courting me, Mr. Baldwin.

No, sir.

You want to be an investment banker, I understand.

I am an investment banker, but not a...

Not in a very exciting position.

I know that will change.

I'm sure. And I can change it.

I'm sorry.

Here's what I propose.

You have heard of the Seligman brothers?

Who hasn't, sir?

They're expanding fast.

They've been interested in digging the new canal in Panama.

Although they may regret it, in my opinion.

And they invest in many railroads, including my own.

They're big players, Mr. Russell.

I have spoken to Abraham Seligman.

Not about me.

Certainly not you, Mr. Baldwin.

You've no objection to there being Jewish, I suppose.

Not at all, sir. Good.

As I say, I've discussed you with Mr. Seligman,

and he is prepared to take you on as a broker.

With excellent prospects.

In a few years, you could be a rich man.

I don't know what to say.

But you won't regret it, Mr. Russell.

I promise I will make sure a glad sentence.

There are conditions.

What are they, sir? Just tell me.

You may send a final letter.

And after that, you will never communicate with my daughter again.

You will not see her.

And if you encounter each other socially, you will avoid any contact.

Providing you can do so without causing comment.

But I... I thought...

You were mistaken, Mr. Baldwin.

This is why you brought me here?

I am sorry to say so, but it is.

What if I refuse?

If you refuse, which you are, of course, fully entitled to do,

then I will make sure that you never work in the financial sector of our economy again.

But that's what I do.

Not if you turn down my offer.

But be assured that I will honor it.

I meant it when I said you'd be rich.

How was it? What did we say?

He was very generous.

In a way.

In what way?

He wants to help me in my career.

But we don't have to do this now. I'll write to you and explain.

You made everything clear?

I did indeed.

We may regret it.

It seems a decent fellow.

He's not what I want.

And the sooner gladest understands that the happier she will be.

I should be going.

Not yet, surely?

Yes, I should.

But, Gladys, you're a great girl.

One of the best I've ever known or ever will know.

I mean that.

I don't understand.

Good night.

Good night, sir.

And Mrs. Russell.

Thank you for dinner and...

God bless you all.

What have you done?

What makes you think we've done anything?

I know you.

You haven't spoiled things, Father.

Not for Mr. Baldwin.

You may be sure of that, my dear.

Mr. Clay is here, sir. He wants to see you very urgently.

Here we go.

It came off the rails just outside Millborn, Pennsylvania.

We know there are three dead so far,

but the score is more badly injured.

Reports are boring in.

The dead men, women are children.

They say there's three men so far, but we can't count on him.

You see, I think I love him.

Well, don't you know what that means?

I know what it means.

I promise you this.

I'll never ask anything of you that is known for your benefit in the end.

He won't know it from me than I want for myself.

That is my job. I am your mother.

I want the whole world for you, and I'll get it any way I can.

I shall see what's brought Mr. Clay here.

I'll go to Archie's office, find out what's happened.

And then what?

Precisely.

Do they have any numbers?

Three dead, but it will be more.

So awful.

Did we have a figure for the injured?

Not yet.

Well, we knew it would happen to us one day and now it has.

Can I do anything?

Certainly. You can wire Miss Barton tonight with the details.

Ask her to get to Millborn, Pennsylvania, if she can.

We'll meet her there tomorrow.

Please say we'll give her whatever she may need.

I'll try to control the news coverage.

Could bring us down.

Bad crash could destroy the company and us.

Then make sure you survive it.

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