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- Sally!
- You'll wake everyone.

Let's go somewhere we can talk.

- Fancy a swim?
- Yes!

No, no. We can't.

Didn't you get my letter
about the new rules?

Miss Johnson is terribly strict.

So is Matron.
That's never stopped us.

Where's the old Darrell gone?

Fine, fine. Let's risk it.

Oh, I've missed you so much.

You too.

It's so good to have you back.

It's so good to be back,
and rid of those horrid mumps.

- One, two, three.
- One, two, three.

Is everything all right?

Mavis, I should have
never said I could do this.

Stop putting pressure on yourself.

I'm always like this
the day of an audition too.

But I know how much
you want that place.

And if I don't get
the accompaniment right

I'll ruin everything for you.

Irene.
Put all of that out of your head.

Just enjoy playing.

Right. Let's warm up together.
Arpeggios?

From the top.

Poor wandering one

Though thou hast surely strayed

Take heart of grace
Thy steps retrace

Poor wandering one

Poor wandering one

If such poor love as mine...

What is going on, Darrell Rivers?
And is that Sally Hope?

Hello, Matron!
Gosh, it's good to see you again.

You look so perfectly matronish.

Well, it's very nice to have
you back, young lady.

Now. To the dorm.

And permission slips, please.

You have been to the pool.

I'm so sorry, Matron. I forgot.

Well, I will let you off, Sally

considering it is
your first day back

but I am afraid you, Darrell,
shall miss a week of puddings.

- Oh please, Matron, no.
- Rules are rules, young lady.

You wrote to me
that things had changed

but this is much worse
than I thought.

Miss Johnson's reign of terror.

Surprise.

Sally!

I'm so glad you threw off
those wretched old mumps.

- We've missed you.
- How are you?

Sally, meet Bill. Our new girl.

Not so new anymore.

I've heard so much about you
and Thunder

and I can't wait to see him.

Girls, girls!

No talking. We are calm
and ladylike now, yes?

Welcome, young Miss Sally!

My goodness, look at you.

These mumps
have made you grow so tall.

That's not the mumps, Mam'zelle,
that's just me.

Silence at breakfast.

Sally Hope, I presume?

- Welcome back.
- Pleased to meet you, Miss Johnson.

Take your seat.

May I remind you all

no one leaves the hall
until their bowl is empty.

Here. Your head of form badge.

I'm exhausted from
trying to control this lot.

You were a jolly good stand-in, Jean.

A welcome break
from strict old Sally.

Oh, Gwen. I missed you too.

Girls.

Here, take this and get out of here
before they try

and dole any of this porridge
onto you too.

Good idea. Pass me some for Darrell.
She's just getting washed.

I can't finish it.

It's cold.

I trust you're keeping a close eye
on the third-form girls?

Thank you.

I saw nothing.

I'm sure she's glad to be back.
Thank you, Mam'zelle.

Why did Miss Johnson replace
nature rambles with this?

This Sally, is called "Lessons
in Posture and Deportment."

And the real question is

why on earth did Miss Grayling
not teach us this before?

It's for our safety.

After Miss Grayling's accident

anything independent
or unsupervised is cancelled.

No beach, no cliff walks,
no village outings. It's miserable.

No, it's a blessed relief

to be learning something
of real value.

Good.

Sally, you can collect
the books back.

Except yours, Irene. Another lap.

Do you think Miss Grayling's
aware of all of these changes?

I'm sure she wouldn't approve.
She needs to be told.

How? We don't even know
what hospital she's in.

"With best wishes."

- Do you think that's all right?
- It's perfect.

And your card is lovely, Mary Lou.
It's good that we all signed.

Now we just need the address.
Wish me luck.

Miss Grayling's sure to help.

- There you are, ladies.
- Thank you, Miss Johnson.

Come in.

Sally Hope? What is it?

We in the third form have made
Miss Grayling a get-well-soon card.

I was wondering if you have

the address of the hospital
and the ward?

What a thoughtful gesture.

And such a beautifully
decorated envelope.

Head of Form?

I thought Jean Dunlop
held that position.

She was chosen to cover...

You should really have spoken
to me first, shouldn't you?

Yes, I'm sorry, Miss Johnson.

Is there anything else
that I should be aware of?

Well...

the girls are finding
the new rules quite tough.

- Rules do have reasons
- But so do our freedoms.

I've been cooped up
with the mumps for weeks

and the doctor recommended sports,
open air and swimming.

Malory Towers girls are used to
taking care of ourselves.

No one is stopping you girls
from swimming or playing sport

but properly supervised.

But it's the spirit of the school.

Then that spirit must change.

Frankly, I've been shocked by
what I've seen here.

The board and I have had to
take decisive action.

For your own good.

I obviously hadn't understood.

Thank you for
making it ever so clear.

I can post that for you, dear.

No need. Good day.

Oh, wandering one

Wandering one

Mavis, I thought
I recognised that voice.

I'm afraid I can't give you
permission to audition.

What?

It's too far and I can't spare
a staff member to go with you.

We'll be together.
We don't need a teacher.

What do I say to the other girls

when they want
to go out unsupervised?

We cannot have one rule for you
and another for the rest.

But, I might lose out
on my chance of a place

at the conservatoire this summer.

You don't sound terribly well, dear.
Go see Matron.

It's probably better
that you stay inside anyway.

No, please. I have to go.

I'm sorry.
It just isn't possible today.

Irene, I can't audition.
Miss Johnson said no.

- You're off the hook.
- What?

You have to. Let's go and explain

- why it's so important.
- I already tried. It's no good.

Hurry up, you two,
or you'll miss the audition.

- Miss Johnson's said we can't go.
- This is too much.

I know Miss Grayling
would've allowed it.

I wish Miss Grayling were here.

Come on. You must go, Mavis.

Grab your things.
There's no time to lose.

But how can we?

Because I know a way
to get a hold of Miss Grayling.

I'm going to call her
and get her permission.

Go. Go on.

Sally, you're a brick.

Good luck.

Thank you so much, Sister.
Yes, we'll be waiting.

Perfect. Miss Grayling will call us
back in three hours on this number

and we can get her permission.

- So it's all fixed.
- Almost.

We still have to come up with a cover
for Mavis and Irene in the meantime.

Help me think.

Now you'll be telling
Miss Grayling about the audition

I suppose you'll be
talking about the rules

so we don't really need to send this.

Oh, yes, we do.

Who knows how much time
we'll have on the call later?

This spells out everything
that's been going on

and Miss Grayling needs to know.

I'm so sorry. The bus was delayed.

We got here as soon as we could.

I'm afraid you're half an hour late.

- No.
- Please?

Ask yourself

are you really cut out
to be a performer

if you can't keep to time?
The audience can't be kept waiting.

I'm sorry. I'll miss
my next appointment if I stay.

I can't believe it.
After all of that.

It's just not fair.

Such a beautiful set of keys.

I know you would have got in
with me playing this.

Don't stop.

Don't stop.

Do you know...

this one?

- Yes.
- Well go on. I don't have all day.

Well, what about your appointment?

If you can sing
as well as she can play

it's worth it. Go on.

The water is wide

I cannot get over...

Matron's looking for Irene.

That girl is going to be
in hot water.

- Is everything ready, Ellen?
- Nearly.

"Nearly" isn't good enough.
Matron's on her way. Quick.

I have no idea what this plan is

but I have absolutely nothing
to do with this.

Give me a boat

That can carry two

And both shall row

My love and I

Your voice is wonderful, my dear.

- A true gift.
- Thank you.

I can't promise anything
without having spoken

to the conservatoire,
but I am deeply impressed.

I sincerely hope that they will
be writing to you both

with the offer of a place.

Oh, I wasn't auditioning.
I'm only 14.

That makes your musicianship
even more of an achievement.

They will want you. I am sure of it.

Where is Irene?

I need her to come and sew
the buttons onto her dress.

She's practising with Mavis inside.

I cannot hear any music.

What a gift.

Such fine musicians.

Well, read the sign.
Do not disturb.

Go on with you, now.

Bill, come on.

- Are you all right?
- It's getting a bit chilly.

Where's your blazer?

Oh, I think I left it
at the conservatoire.

It's too late to go back now.

- Take mine.
- Oh, no... no.

I'm still warm as anything
from the glow of the audition.

Just imagine, Irene.

We could both be real-life musicians.
Oh, it's so wonderful.

I know you will have gotten in.

Oh no, Mary Lou. She's been
locked in here all this time.

See if you can get her out.
I'm going to wait by the phone

because I don't want to miss
this phone call from Miss Grayling.

Can I come out yet?

Try.

Come on!

- Go back in!
- Go... go!

Is there a reason for this gathering?

Irene and Mavis
are in there practising.

Such talented musicians.

Since when did any girl
sound like that?

What is going on in here?

Where are Mavis and Irene?

Hello.

Is that Miss Grayling?

Oh, thank you, Sister.

Yes, we can speak now.
Please do put her through...

Hello?

I'm disappointed in you, Sally.

How can you disturb
Miss Grayling when she's ill?

- I'm sorry.
- If you have a question

or a problem
you should come to me.

- Shouldn't you?
- Yes, Miss Johnson.

I will ask the ward sister not to
pass on any further messages.

Being harassed by you girls

is the last thing
Miss Grayling needs.

- I wasn't harassing Miss...
- I will call back to reassure her.

- What was the pressing issue?
- Nothing important.

Off you go.

- Hello?
- Hello?

- Anybody there?
- Hello?

Let's try the staff door.

It's past curfew.
Everything will be locked.

Miss Johnson's new rules.

We could sleep at the stables.

It's freezing. And they'd miss us.
And you're not well.

- I'm fine.
- No, you're not. Come on.

It's really nothing to worry about.
Good night, Sister.

Oh, thank goodness
the staff door was open.

See, I told you, that in this bit

that's definitely, definitely
the top note that you hit. I told...

You silly, silly girls.

I think Mavis caught a chill,
Miss Johnson. We missed the bus...

You've brought this on yourselves!

This is what happens
when you disobey my rules.

To the San, now.

Mavis, you have a fever.

You'll be staying in the San tonight.
Into bed with you.

I think I've lost my voice.

Laryngitis. Not a word.
Do not speak

or you could end up losing
that beautiful voice forever.

The best medicine is rest.

The next best...

cod-liver oil.

Open wide.

Yes.

Miss Venables.

Miss Venables!

I am so sorry
to have kept you waiting.

Oh, not at all.

I thought Mavis
might be needing this.

- You're too kind.
- Oh, it's my pleasure.

And it means I can deliver
these in person.

I've spoken to the powers that be
and Mavis Allyson and Irene Edwards

are both being offered
the summer school place.

What lovely news.

Thank you very much
for your trouble.

- Let's get you home, shall we?
- Yes.

We arrived just in the nick of time
and we convinced her to stay

and she gave us a piece to play

and even though it wasn't
the one we practised, we did it.

And we're awfully excited.
We think she might offer us a place.

- Irene!
- Irene!

That's amazing.

I expect you all know why I am here.

- Yes, Miss Johnson.
- Yes, Miss Johnson.

I am deeply disappointed in you all.

The freedoms you have
are only possible through trust.

You have made it clear
that I cannot trust you.

Pass me your head of form badge.

You put Irene and Mavis in danger.

And Jean...

I know that you were involved.

The badge cannot be
returned to you, either.

I'm afraid I will have to choose
a new head of form myself.

A girl I may count on.
A truth-teller.

- Me?
- Yes.

The only girl in this class
with all of the qualities

that Malory Towers seeks in a pupil.

Gwendoline Mary Lacey.

See that everyone
gets to bed immediately.

And lights out.

You heard the headmistress.
It's bedtime. Now.

Not so fast, Mary Lou.
Turn over my bedcovers, please.

Spit-spot.

And fetch my hot water bottle.

On you go.

The rest of you, into bed.

And I don't want to hear a peep
out of you until morning.

Otherwise,
I'll have you all reported.

Thank you.

Lights out, Wilhelmina.

Jean, it's lights out now.