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I'm looking for you.

Right, I'm coming.

Somebody run!

The gate and gate line sit down.

Go to your gloves and turn your collar down.

Too fast, crawlers. Too damn fast. Put my mare in a sweat.

You on?

Ten nothing. Nothing at all, my lamb.

I said to her nothing, I told that young doctor, take no more than a rash, I said, and so it is.

Nettles or the like.

Will you require anything, sir? Perhaps Mrs. Costalic would like some.

But, no, send those people to bed.

I call.

Jenna?

Where are you coming, Jenna?

Jenna, please.

I'm going to go.

I want to talk to you.

Do you let me explain?

No. Please. Please leave.

I was wrong.

But I want you to understand.

I met her before we.

When I married you, it seemed any proper I should buy her a house, make sure they were both provided for.

That was an end to it, I thought, until one day, quite by chance, I met her again in.

But, God's sake, Jenna!

For decency to look at me.

Do you understand?

The last thing I wanted was to hurt either of you.

Then how could you be full enough to get her pregnant again?

Shut up. Don't touch me!

I could have married her, yes. I didn't. I married you.

You married your mistress. I made a mistress out of the woman you should have married.

I wanted you. I wanted you totally.

I still do.

But not exclusively.

Yes, I've told you that.

Why? Is she an unsatisfactory mistress?

Jenna, she speaks kindly of you. It distresses her.

Good, she should.

It helps you to be flippant about it, I shall.

It would help, I suppose, if I could scratch her eyes out.

Jenna, please.

She is an unsatisfactory mistress, isn't she?

Oh, I know she's a nice well-bred lady, but...

What does she say in bed, Mark?

Does she say the things I do?

Damn you.

All I said was that I won't have that old grown living in the house.

She can have a cottage in the grounds. Oh, are we going to quarrel about that, too?

Grisilda is my friend.

She's a servant. Since I pay her wages, I won't have her living in this house spying on us.

Will you see Rose Parrish again?

You'll be bargaining now.

You'll let that woman go, if I promise not to see Rose.

Grisilda may live in the cottage if that's what you want.

Where do you wish me to go?

Sir, where have we been going on three days now?

I'm sure Mrs. Parrish, oh no, Michael tells me she calls herself Mrs. Parrish.

True, I'm sure she's going to be a little bit more than she is.

I'm sure Mrs. Parrish, I'm sure she's going to be a little bit more than she is.

Oh no, Michael tells me she calls herself Mrs. Parrish.

Jenna.

I'm sure she'll make a better mistress of Penn, Mark.

You're going to cry again.

I cry, you shout. Neither of us should be so foolish.

I have told you, I don't want a separation.

I wonder what she wants.

What? Doesn't matter. I want you. I want you to stay.

For the sake of the children. How very selfless of you, Mark.

Damn what she wants.

You should know that plenty of husbands stray.

The seldom means much on their wives.

Always forget them.

If they're sensible.

Why can't I tell you to go to hell?

I am.

In hell.

All I know, all I can feel is that I want you.

I can't lose you.

Jenna, if you can't love me now, at least forgive me.

Oh, you're such a fool. Of course I love you.

How else could you have hurt me?

Forgive me.

Trust me. Trust me.

Trust me.

I'm delighted for you both, Jenna.

Is that why we haven't seen you for weeks?

Well, you know, I thought.

See a change in him now. I'm sure of it.

You're a good friend, Michael, but you're a bit of a busser, are you, Mark?

Do you think so?

Sorry about that.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Sorry about that.

Newly, she'll give in Jared as the same as the last.

Of course.

You could have sounded it.

And Merrick just as well.

I wanted to see Roslyn again.

I've waited all winter. I love it so.

Two months time will be celebrating the Queen's Jubilee.

I'm a good dear.

So old. So long a widow.

But all those children.

Michael.

That's, that's wonderful.

Morning, Joel.

Let me take her.

Hold on, Joel.

Come on.

Hold on.

Hold on.

Have you seen Rose Parish?

In sure, Mark asked me to arrange the house purchase.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

I know.

Is her child born?

A boy.

Adrian.

I know.

Is her child born.

A boy.

Adrian.

Thank you.

Help me, Dan.

It's not been to Truro.

So he went here again.

You must believe that, Jan.

Of course.

Everything's alright now, isn't it?

You got a pen.

That doesn't it?

You got a pen.

I'm sure Jared won't have more than a pencil stunk.

You seem to be prospering here, Mr. Roslin.

Yeah?

A man who can't get on?

May as well get off.

You didn't read that in the scriptures, Jared?

Ecclesiastes 7, Versaite.

Better is the end of a thing than the beginning thereof.

Than the good book sometimes wrong.

Yet it says, a scourner, hearth not rebuke.

The European me, Jared?

You can find family, I believe, Mr. Roslin.

Five surviving daughters.

Other men have wives who give them sons.

Well, that completes it, I think.

Mr. Roslin, Mrs. Costalak wishes you

to know that you'll be happy to renew the lease

if you continue to prosper.

And why not?

You'll not find a better tenant.

Good morning, Janet.

Oh, my god.

Long time since I last saw you.

And Janet, dear, how's my philandering cousin?

Can you keep the man at his books?

Morning, Miss Penmore.

Joss?

A formality and condescension, all in the same breadhouse.

Blended.

Should we go, Michael?

Thank you, Jared.

Oh, Janet, would you tuck as a mark

to say, just an eye to be married?

Why not?

Hey, Jenna?

Why not?

Why not?

I'm sure you both deserve each other.

There's no call for that.

Joss.

Marcus Stalak and his father are the taste for common folk.

At least Miss Penmore's not getting

someone from a Sennive's gutter.

Don't wait, Joss.

What's he surprised to see her?

Michael?

He was upset, I thought.

And I say, he's in love with her.

Poor Michael.

Poor was.

Can he discover her in the harness room with a groom?

Should have encouraged him.

He's not a Penmore.

Or a Costalak?

Yeah, second generation middle class.

Doesn't understand that families like ours

must take fresh blood from time to time.

Are you trying to provoke me, Mark?

No, you're trying to put a little polish on what

Joss's brothelin said.

Clarissa is a bitch, but you and I

may not be so sorry about her behavior.

Michael says you want me in pen's

ads for the Jubilee celebrations.

No, my thesis is to be published

by the Oxford University Press.

Mark, that's wonderful.

I'm so pleased for you.

Give me some standing in academic circles.

Not before time.

But why should that stop you from being here?

There's another thesis.

I'm a start.

The story must be close to his sources.

Excuse me, there's some work I must do.

Of course.

Perhaps you could come up talks with him

for a few days before the Jubilee.

But you've always said, do you truly want me?

Not at the thought of it, boys.

You.

Oh, no, please, Mark.

Please.

May I come to your room later?

Hmm?

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Well, one of you, Tom, what it is I've said

that it's so funny.

Mark.

No consequence.

In that case, it kind of be so comical.

That sounds unconscionably pretty.

Oh, nonsense.

She's got you on the point of logic.

Well done, Mrs. Mark.

Thank you, Professor.

And what is logical surely cannot be comical?

Because comedy, by definition, is the confusion of logic.

Oh, Mark.

Mark, my dear boy.

Why have you kept this jewel from Oxford?

Here, here.

Now, be a good fellow and explain to her.

Oh, very well.

It's, uh, it's what you said about the Pike Pro.

I see.

Is it so foolish not to know where they are?

Well, it's foolish to assume knowledge

in the presence of those who know more.

Doesn't that sound pretty much my love?

You're quite right, dear lady.

Quite right.

And from now on, I shall always regard the Pike Pro as

the finest example of medieval plumbing.

And if you don't tell me what they really are, Professor,

I shall think you and I shall be patronizing a woman.

Jenna.

No, no, no.

She's quite right.

But my dear Mrs. Mark, don't you bother your head

with it?

God never intended lovely ladies to pursue knowledge.

He had designed them for them, well, other purposes.

Such as the gratification of mine, perhaps?

Oh, Mark, you've got a racer here, all right.

Quite right, dear lady, quite right.

And if what my wife tells me is true,

we should be congratulating you both.

Did I have to hear it from that?

That insufferable?

I would have told you.

When?

For tomorrow before I left.

Oh, but definitely would.

Don't be angry, Mark.

I've been so happy here.

It's not just that.

Tonight you were.

Praise.

Oh, Mark, those nice old men were delighted.

They're so envious of you.

You've seen their terrible wives?

God.

I have.

You and damn babies.

Will you ever have enough?

I want an army of them.

When I'm old, like the Queen.

When's it to be?

In the autumn?

Can you take me on to Penn Mark tomorrow?

Can you?

Damn you, Jenna.

I know.

Will you kiss me now?

What are the pipe rolls?

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

OK.

We've got the jewelry set of bracelets.

There.

I told you I couldn't.

We may have a bonfire.

Of course.

The tenants will expect to see you at the estate supper.

Well, not those who are in a rear.

It's your time to choose his name.

Your boy then, is it?

Of course.

Oh.

Hugh there, I suppose.

Yes, Hugh.

You'll be here.

Oh, father's a-

He's a-

He's a-

He's a-

He's a-

He's a-

Very well.

Nearly for the christening there.

Mm-hmm.

Oh, he's-

He's a-

He's a-

He's a-

He's not my-

Oh, my god.

Oh, he is.

What are you saying?

That's my-

I can't behave that.

The photographer is here, madam.

Oh, we must fetch the other children.

No, Philipina.

Oh, you're sent to dance with that fizzy hat.

No, no, no.

Nanny, Nanny.

Nanny.

Stop it!

Stop it!

Do it!

Do it!

Oh, Nanny, come and go downstairs now.

Who's sent on the pretty hat?

Philipina.

Nanny!

Hey, Father!

Me!

I didn't.

Nanny!

M

Oh, there, there.

I told you not to lay a hand on him.

I can't do a thing with him.

He's the troublemaker in the nursery.

I-I'd my best, but he's set to some new people.

Oop, this.

Take the more downstairs, Nanny.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

No.

They're gonna need to take a class to entertain them.

God bless you.

Good night, my love.

Good night.

What kind is mine?

Bright red.

Good night.

Oh, yours is the worst, my angel.

Good night, my love.

May I read a glass of champagne?

Certain.

Not.

Seek off.

Night you're father.

Good night and part.

Good night, papa.

Good night, children.

Yeah.

I'll come to a little here in a moment.

Very well.

Good, Miss Snow, good, Miss, you can't have any more some pain.

Oh, my God.

My God.

Rack of an Anglican christening is enough to turn one Baptist.

Oh, Mark. I do so on another.

Another?

Another child.

You serious?

Of course.

I suppose I can't prevent you, short of denial. Why?

I shall be forty and two years.

Then you have time to wait, haven't you?

No. Not before you no longer want me.

You've grown away from me.

As you've grown away from Cornwall.

Why can't you admit that?

I'm not going to be a good guy.

Then you have time to wait, haven't you?

No.

Not before you no longer want me.

You've grown away from me.

As you've grown away from Cornwall.

Why can't you admit that?

pit.

Those of you who are

Plants,

were a

Good Lord.

How are you cousin Maud?

Slut.

Is their child a bastard?

They're married.

I wrote and told your mother.

There are times when other people's children

make one question in wisdom of Providence.

What are you calling it?

John, my true name.

I remember your father was French, Breton.

I hope you both done with this sort of thing.

Three children might be thought proper.

Four borders on excess.

Any more would appear vulgar indulgence?

The queen at nine, exactly.

May I now have a glass of Madeira?

What do they tell you about Nigel?

Ms. Colonel wrote from the Cape, a great deal of nonsense

about your brother's gallant.

It's customary.

Doesn't have to take it seriously.

I intended to bring the silly letter, but forgot.

He was killed at Maggots something.

Maggots' volunteer.

Such uncouth names.

Mrs. Penn-Marron's so sorry.

I know how you'll miss him.

Perhaps.

Yes.

He was a gentle little boy.

But I saw him so rarely after he was two.

With Mark, it was different.

Saw me three times and 12 years.

And give a damn about either of us.

I told Nigel he was a fool to go.

He said it was a moral issue, whatever that is.

Now I suppose he'll feel obliged to enlist.

Devil, I will.

All wars are on a fence to common sense.

This one's worse.

Boers are right and we're wrong.

No, Mark, we can't be here.

No, nothing about it, my dear.

So what about Nigel's estate?

That's right over here, isn't it?

No other interest would persuade you to invite me.

He's left quick-elice to me.

I want no part of the castellekin murders.

Well, leave it to me then.

Relax an unbecoming color.

Thank God sensible people now keep their mourning short.

Very well, you may have the wretched husband.

I'll have Vincent arrange the conveyance.

And Nigel's money, such as it is, you'll need it.

You are educating the boys properly, I suppose.

Mark has to go to prep school.

Eighteen months or so.

Philip, soon after.

No, Mark.

No.

It's a mistake to be sentimental about children.

What?

Excessive concern for them may be regarded as the result of low breeding.

You are a selfish, unfeeling, hateful old woman.

Be kind enough to call for the carriage.

I think I prefer to spend the night at Penn's hands.

I'll be returning to Oxford for the weekend.

I've been offered an academic post.

Would you like me to tell you about it?

I do.

I'm a man, Mark.

I have the time.

And the need?

Which you also feel?

Of course.

So?

Well, honest with each other.

It's your need that decides, though.

Not mine.

Naturally.

Unnaturally.

You're as cold as your mother.

The paradox, my dear.

Since we're talking of my need.

There's more for you in this house than my bed.

Mark?

No, Janna.

I want to talk about the boys.

There is nothing more to say.

I'm going to school when I return from Oxford.

Not Philip.

Particularly Philip.

If only to save him from your suffocating affection.

Later, Mark.

Please.

As soon as possible.

I'll present it to you.

Good night.

Pacey!

Marcus!

Pacey!

Is he coming?

Not yet, is he?

Pacey!

Pacey!

What can I see there?

Just a lot of people!

That's all!

Just a lot of people!

Which one is he?

Two of you!

Two of you!

One of you's to be pushing!

Please Philip!

Please, both of you.

Janna?

Well, well, you young ruffian.

So you got here.

Splendid!

Point!

Point!

Where are your banners?

Good afternoon, sir.

Good afternoon, sir.

And, see, thank you.

Oh, lot of bits of it.

But I'd use any bit on rest if I were you.

You would miss the show.

It's good of you to let them watch from here.

I couldn't see it without them.

I'm rather excited myself.

I mean, to see the new king in Cornwall.

Come to that, it's strange to have a king again.

Again?

Michael?

Yes, I know who can remember.

If anyone alive remembers what it was like before the old queen?

Michael, did you ask?

What have you boys been up to since I was last at Penn Merrick?

What news have you for a dull old lawyer?

Well, I'm going away to school.

I'm going to school!

I'm going to school!

Bye!

See?

The king's coming.

Do you think I'll hear to enjoy yourselves?

Michael?

You know you could have gone to the month for the raw presentation.

Yes, did you speak to Mark in Oxford?

Of course.

Sorry, Janet, you wouldn't...

Did you tell him about the two of you, Frank?

Yes, but he said the boys would be better.

No, for both of them, I thought Philip.

Michael, Philip.

It's no good, Janet.

You didn't try.

You got very irati with me.

That's how hard I tried.

He said it was none of my affair.

And you know, Janet, it really isn't.

Thank you, Michael.

Did you see how bugged Marcus is about school?

I'm sure when to...

Did Marcus send a message to me?

Just that he'll be down in a couple of days to take Marcus to school.

That's not many of the courts of course!

Hurray!

Quit my mark, come and see the king!

Hurray!

Marcus!

Marcus!

Marcus!

What's it, my love?

Oh, don't mind the crap, please!

If you don't want to go, you don't want to.

Carlos, take the work for the platform.

No!

Yes, yes, please.

Send a book for his traps.

Go on a mark, please.

In the future, you will say to bite him at Pennmatic without any little breads.

Oh, Mark, please!

He said we come to the train.

Certainly not.

You wait here.

I've done him enough, huh?

Furthermore, after Christmas, I want your assurance of this, Jenna.

When I come to take Philip to school, you will have him prepared for it.

How do I do that?

Prepare yourself, then.

I've told you, I want no more vulgar seats.

Mark, can't we stop this?

Can't you see that I'm sick of you?

This constant sneering...

In the little time you do spend at Pennmatic?

I thought I was being your kindness by leaving your loan as much as possible.

A kindness?

Is that what you think it is?

Oh.

Plain, you find my company unbearable, would you?

No longer love me.

No, I've never said that.

You've never heard me say that. I couldn't.

You don't have to do it.

Demonstrate it so well. There.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry you can't see that your own behavior may make any possible for me.

The truth for God's sake?

You can't forget Rose Parrish.

Oh, forgive me.

If you don't want...

If you don't wish to share this room with me, I shall understand.

That's it, is it?

That's how you wish it to seem.

Very well.

Sleep alone.

But don't expect me to do the same.

It's time for me to come in.

Oh, you! Oh, Manny!

It's black!

Oh, right. No, no, it's got a right underneath.

Red legs.

Red legs.

Red legs, you know?

No, it's got a black leg.

Ah! I found...

It's going to fall off.

Oh, my God, it's short.

It's rock.

Just across there.

It's going to streak the chair.

Oh, well?

Oh, well, it's like colour.

Tell us what they did, Jack.

They've borne you at the stake.

I don't think they've heard that.

I can't even read that.

No, Linda.

They simply kept me personally.

Take the case.

It is.

Stations.

And believe no doubt,

as I have always heard it,

that the unexplored land is the happy, happy world.

But they have great law schools.

We'll see.

Well, sir, what do you say?

Hmm?

It did never see.

You've been told that.

It's not near the sea.

There are no moors.

Look at me, your mother.

There are no moors.

There are no moors.

Hey, it's Phillip.

Now, understand me, sir.

I'm not asking you where they wish to go.

I'm telling you.

Like it or not, you go to school with Marcus after Christmas.

Do you understand me, sir?

I'll run away.

Speak up.

I'll run away, Phillip.

I'll run away, I'll run away!

Very well.

If you do, I shall give you the biggest hiding of your life.

I don't care.

I'll go to your room.

Stay there till you're cold.

You're always...

Oh, no!

You're not coming down?

No.

I'll say goodbye to you.

Very sensible.

Listen, Phillip.

I told you that young devil would come round to it from the end.

You're a goose, my dear.

Silly goose.

I like a...

a drug.

I want you most when I must need you least.

Thank you.

I'll come again soon.

Please.

Of course.

Soon as I can.

Oh, I should have told you.

What do you think?

I'm taking a house in Oxford.

A house?

But you've changed us there.

Why do you need a house?

Chambers are so damned inconvenient for entertaining.

I'll write you a button.

I must go.

The devil's getting out of hand down there.

Goodbye, Janet.

Mark.

What is it?

I love you.

Of course.

What's up?

Thank you, Ocralis.

Don't waste any time.

Oh, my God.

I don't know.

It's not really a...

No, it's not.

No, it's not.

It's going to be like four.

Oh, my God.

No.

No.

Giselle.

I've been seen before.

No.

No.

No.

No.

The boy is waiting, Madam, if this is to be a reply.

Madam.

What?

The forms are here, or do you wish me to send the boy?

No, thank you.

Madam, thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you, Madam.

Madam.

Madam.

I think we should...

When will Mr. Castellic receive that wire?

Oh, this evening, Madam.

Most certainly receive it.

Then I think we should expect him tomorrow.

Would you tell Crows?

I'll tell him to beat the train, yes, Madam.

Poor Lambworth, no more than lonely.

A little heartbreakable for a bit of love.

Oh, Giselle.

Fine.

Where's my wife, Madam?

In the morning, do it, sir.

Ah.

Is this it?

Three days.

Three days?

Four now.

The wire came yesterday.

Why, the devil didn't they tell us at once?

He's run away before.

I suppose they...

You run away before, and now until...

Mark.

My car.

Was that to be kept from me too?

Don't be a fool.

Was it?

I've seen you once since Christmas four months ago.

Just for a day.

We did nothing but quarrel.

How could I tell you?

By letter, perhaps?

Or didn't you think of that?

Of course I thought of it.

But you write, when you write, of nothing but yourself,

you're not a fool.

I'm not a fool.

You're almost 44.

Then can we agree that I'm too damned old for your occasional sport in bed?

How many times has he run away?

Twice before.

But they always found in the same day, a few miles from the school.

Jor fought, you know that, don't you?

I'm sorry, Madam.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Jor fought, you know that, don't you?

Oh.

Oh.

How you going to Prince Anne's land?

If you please.

Will you take me to Pan-Marrick?

Come on, climb up.

All right.

What are you doing up?

I'm going to get you there.

And before that.

A gypsy.

A gentle money in a carriage.

And another Carter.

All the way from Surrey.

Yes, sir.

Without the money.

Yes, sir.

How did you eat?

I...

I asked, sir.

Asked?

Asked whom?

People, sir.

What people?

Mark, please!

Look at me!

What people?

In Cottages, sir.

You begged for food.

I asked, sir.

What is your name?

Sir?

Felix Stanek, sir.

Your name is Philip Castallak.

And you begged for food at Cottage doors.

I was hungry, sir.

Mark.

Do you recall what I said I would do?

If you ran away from school?

Yes, sir.

I'm a bartender, never.

Simia, in the summer.

Anyway, in your condition.

Next turn.

Mark is overspending his half with friends.

It's a mess, once quenched to me.

Why do I ask you?

Philip, once your permission.

May he spend his next half term with me.

Why not?

Not here at Penn Maric, somewhere else.

You pay dues, please.

Thank you.

One thing more.

Yes?

If our child's a girl,

may I call her Elizabeth?

Oh, noise in fresh hot taters.

Our only other family can tater all my business.

Very tender one and I.

Very tender one and I.

Small one.

There's a nice one over there, you don't eat that one?

There's a nice one, aren't there?

Point your hands and look it off there.

You've got plenty of money, ain't there?

I think you're nice.

You're ruining your cap.

I'll go with you, listen.

That's tough.

I'll go with you.

I'll go with you.

I'll go with you.

I'll go with you.

I'll go with you.

Evening, Mrs. Castellic.

Sir?

I'm going to take a piece.

Sir?

A swim Adam? Sir?

There's the power! Look!

Who's there?

Who's keeping this view?

What?

I'm not.

I'm not.

I'm not.

I'm not.

I'm not.

I'm not.

I'm not.

I'm not.

I'm not.

I'm not.

I'm not.

What?

What's that lady?

What are those boys?

What are?

Did you know for powers, Embrison?

Please.

Philip?

Are you crying?

No.

Who are those people?

Why did you bring the boy here?

I wanted to come.

You said I could spend this hot term with my mom.

Thank you, and I hold your tongue.

Leave the boy in your room, come to my suite.

Do what I have.

Do what I have.

I'm safe.

Defer it, though! Stop it!

It's alright.

It's alright.

Don't worry. I like split.

Ten minutes then.

Sweet five.

Please.

Sit down.

We have nothing to say to each other.

You know what you have to do?

What do you do?

Make it clear.

After Marcus when to school...

After you left them alone in the train?

A once since I left them with a guard.

Because humiliating me was more important.

You made it clear that the one thing we had in common,

the one thing that held us together was finished.

I told you there was more for you at Penn Marrot

than my bed!

And by denying me that I've hurt her masculine pride.

You've given me grands of course,

and are obliged to be the gentleman.

If I remain at Oxford without your consent

without your consent, you can divorce me

for adultery and desertion.

Mark?

Oh God, oh.

Please admit you have thought of that.

No, no, I've told you that I love you.

One without the other would be an offence to any husband.

Jenna, you may stay at Penn Maric after if you wish.

Hmm?

That way you'd see the children.

See them?

I'd take them away from that hateful place.

We'd live at Roslyn.

Leave Penn Maric and you'll never see them again.

Do you think any court would allow well-bred children

to live in a shabby tenant farm?

They won't let them be brought up by your mistress.

They will, if it's a better environment.

Furthermore, I intend to marry her.

Oh no, no, Mark, you can tell that little cow

that's all she can be, your mistress.

I'll never divorce you.

You bitch!

Damn bitch!

Mark?

Sick, silly pretense of gentility.

Sick of hearing you say that you love me.

You love nobody.

You wanted nothing from me, but money and precision.

I have prepared to give me nothing in return.

There you are.

I once bought you for five sovereigns.

How much have you paid to be shot with you?

Hmm?

You want?

How much?

How much?

You have to say, aren't you?

Old Roslyn bought you, didn't he?

And he married you.

That made it proper, but he bought you all the same, didn't he?

And he wasn't the first, was he, Jenna?

How many others?

How many other men?

And did you get into my father's bed for love alone?

Or was it the fact that his money enabled you

to stay on at the farm?

And me?

What happened to those five sovereigns, Jenna?

Must I hurt you to let them lie?

I said, damn, this is utterly, I didn't see that trick.

You knew, you knew I'd want more, you would be cont...

What did you think?

What, what luck?

What, what, what's incredible luck?

A few nights of rumping and you'd be Lady of the Man.

Oh, a lady is something you would never be, Jenna.

Do you know why?

If you're a whore.

A whore!

Mark, let me go.

Let me go.

Devorcement.

Never.

What?

He doesn't love me.

You can't love me.

I hate you.

Good.

Let me have some of the comments.

Devorcement.

No, you can't make me do one single thing I don't want to.

Can't I?

No, don't touch me.

All right.

Maybe I'll husband and I.

Keep away from me.

You.

Yep, I'll quit.

Mark, damn.

Mark...

Get back, right?

Mark.

Mark.

No!

No!

Mark!

Ah!

I could do a pic for it.

No!

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