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Thank you for agreeing to
meet with me, Mr Fenton.

- Does Moray know you're here?
- No, sir. As we agreed,

this meeting is
between you and I.

I can't seem to leave.

There's always
something else to do.

I just want to be
prepared for my first day.

Oh, I don't doubt you will be.

- Have you come to wish me luck?
- I would, if I thought you needed it.

- We have everything we wished for.
- Yes. Almost.

I'm sorry, Edmund.
What could I do?

I saw the door was
smashed, had a look inside

but I couldn't see anyone. So all
I could think of was send for you.

Who do you think it was?

Robbers? Doesn't look like
they've taken much, does it?

How many years have I taken care
of this shop, built it up from nothing?

My shop. Lovett's Drapery.

Look at this! Who would do this?

Who would come in here and
not give a care for a man's life?

We'll tidy it up,
get the glass fixed!

But then I go back to my
cottage with a head full of worries.

You'll just have to
sell it then, won't ya?

What kind of people live
in this world now, Sam?

Denise!

I'm... Look, I'm not going to
pretend that this is the happiest

day of me life.

I'm not going to stand
here and say I think it's fair,

because honestly...

Oh, you'd better watch out,
Denise. Myrtle's looking for you.

I do believe that she got hold
of a kipper especially for you.

Look, I just want
you to know that...

Oh! Nearly forgot. Your uncle's
back. Problem at the shop.

Look, I knew all along I
didn't stand a chance, like, so...

Morning. I don't know whether
I'm hungry or not hungry.

I'm so excited. Am I allowed
to kiss the Head of Ladieswear?

I'll never be as fine as
you two, but I can say now,

Susy Bell - Ladieswear.

- Well, that's fine enough for me.
- There you are!

I have cooked a bloody lovely kipper
for you and it's going bloody cold.

I'll be along in
a minute, Myrtle.

I'm not doing this because you're
in a position to put me front of house.

- I would never do such a thing.
- Morning, Myrtle! I'm here too!

Just happened to get me
hands on a kipper, that's all.

Well, I'd better say it quick,

before Arthur comes
doffing his cap at you.

Look, I won't make it
difficult for you. Just, try and...

I'd find it really hard
if you spoke to me...

Clara, I'm not going to turn into
Miss Audrey overnight. I promise.

I'm going to need your help.

But most of all, I never
want to lose your friendship.

Denise! Kippers!

- I don't even like kippers.
- I'm sure Susy'll help you out.

What are you doing in my shop?

Did you hear me? What
are you doing in my shop?

It was empty.

You broke the door! Look
at the mess you've made!

Get back to the gutter you
came from! Do you hear me?

- God bless you.
- Get out!

It's tedious beyond
belief. All they talk of is

whether prints
or stripes will sell,

what kind of silk
might sell this autumn.

Papa, Katherine told me how,
when she was a girl, she used to

run off into the woods here
searching for The Secret People.

The Secret People were
my imaginary friends.

An only child's compensations
for her loneliness.

Papa, could we...?

It was Moray's intention to expand
along the whole street, wasn't it?

Tom, my darling, Flora
was asking you a question.

What is your question, Flora?

I loved hearing about when
Katherine was a girl. Would you tell me

about when you were a boy?

Possibly.

I think we should do what Moray
so patently failed to achieve.

I have three objectives -to
find a way back into the store.

You've done that.
We've done that.

Nothing would be possible
without you keeping it together here.

And the other two are, to
find the funds, and persuade

Mr and Mrs Weston
to sell. To sell to me.

Mr Moray. Mr Dudley.

I have a proposal for a
promotion in Ladieswear.

You didn't waste much time.

Afternoon tea. Indeed, a tea
party. Tables. With white tablecloths.

Fine teas. Cakes and scones.

The ladies would come
in, to sit and gossip...

And who would serve
the cakes and fine teas?

I thought Myrtle.

Right! Oh, it is
good-hearted of you, Denise.

We all know that Myrtle nags
away to come front of house.

But good-heartedness is not the
best quality for running a department.

Myrtle must never be let loose on
our customers. Cakes in Ladieswear?

Do you honestly suppose

that is the impression we
are trying to make? No, sir.

No. Right.

It's true, Denise, what he says.
You need to step into the role now.

That means making
decisions that others won't like.

You have to be strong.

In the end, they will respect
you, but to begin with, you can't

let yourself worry whether
they'll like you or not.

Miss Denise, are these
hats to go on display?

Yes, Susy. Put
them by the window.

Miss Denise, shall I put
all of them out, ma'am?

Oh! Miss Denise,

shall I fetch some fresh
flowers for the changing closet?

Clara usually likes
to do the flowers.

Come on, we'll
fetch them together.

Miss Denise,
Myrtle's asking for you.

But you promised.
I said I'd try, Myrtle.

Well, you didn't try hard enough,
did you? Susy has a position.

What's Susy got that I haven't?

She shared a room
with you, is that it?

- I so want us to remain friends.
- Friends? Is that what you call it?

I know I'm a friend to you.

I'm not so sure you're
a friend to me, now that

you have a Miss
before your name.

Well, I have work
to do, Miss Denise.

There's stoves to be scrubbed.

This old barber's shop was purchased
over a year ago, I understand?

Yes, sir. I believe the
plan was to expand.

Then why does
it stand like this?

Mr Moray reconsidered it, sir.

Ask him to come out here to
join me. I'm afraid Mr Moray's

gone out to meet with
one of our suppliers, sir.

- How long will he be?
- I don't know.

I think perhaps he is visiting
more than one merchant.

Then I will wait.

- Hey, look at this old witch.
- Ugh, smell her from here.

Eh? Do you think she's
coming in to buy a fur?

We should ask
her. Measure her up.

I'm sorry I spoke to you that
way. There was no call for that.

Are you hungry?

It's clear what you want, Moray.

You c-crave the
same thing as I do.

Mr and Mrs Weston stand in the
way of b-both of us, do they not?

Perhaps you and I may be of
benefit to one another in this matter.

How might that be
possible, Mr Fenton?

I have the funds. You
have the m-means.

- You would loan me the money?
- Slowly, Moray. Slowly. Please.

I would purchase The Paradise
and we would become joint owners.

That is what I offer.

Let us be forthright.

Each of us intends to
own the store outright.

That battle lies ahead.

I suppose each of us
would take that on rather than

be at the mercy of Tom
Weston and his wife.

- Is that so?
- It is so.

And if you have the
price of a good lawyer,

we can proceed to an agreement.

And how do you propose
we might remove them, sir?

We don't. They remove
themselves, if we come between them.

Between them? But how
might we do such a thing, sir?

As I say, I have the funds,
you have the means. Jealousy.

A man detests a rival, but
more than this, he cannot bear

the sight of the man who has
enjoyed intimacy with his wife.

I see.

I must taunt Tom Weston.

Show kindness to Katherine.
Exhibit concern for her.

And remind her, remind
them both of our closeness.

I cannot do such a thing, sir.

Cannot or w-will not?

Thank you for your
consideration, Mr Fenton.

I thought you were a
serious man, Moray.

I took you for a man
of purpose, ambition.

You could have your store back
for the sake of a I-little flirting.

Yet you find it
beyond you to toy with

Mrs Weston, perhaps
for sentimental reasons?

My reasons are for me to know.

If you should reconsider,
I'm always available to you.

Eh! Come on.

I trust that all is well
in Ladieswear, Clara.

Since you ask, sir, far
be it for me to cause a stir.

Yes?

We are getting along splendidly.

Miss Audrey had a prickle about
her that could make the air sour.

Miss Denise is all
sweetness and delight.

Not too sweet, I hope.

I would hate to think we'd made a
mistake under the wrong influence.

- What influence might that be, sir?
- Denise is Moray's lover.

I choose to believe that Denise won
the position because of her talents.

I admire your faith
in humanity, Clara.

Even if I cannot share it.

Where is Mr Moray today?
I don't keep his diary, sir.

It's not for the
likes of me to know.

- What is it, Mr Weston?
- It will pass. Go! Be on your way!

I can't leave you
here in such pain, sir.

Susy...

Susy.

We have a customer.

He's in your office. He's
been here all morning.

I had to make up a story to
explain why you were not here.

Where have you been?

Mr Weston.

Forgive my absence. We
weren't expecting you today.

Have you been waiting long, sir?

Did your meeting
prove to be fruitful?

These things take
delicate handling.

Dudley told me you were
meeting with new clients.

I had various meetings.

Tell me about the barber's shop.

It's an eyesore.

A well-run enterprise would
get on with developing it.

My plan is to use the premises
as a jewellery department.

Are you intending to expand,
sir? The whole street. Both sides.

I intend to be the owner

of the largest department
store in this country.

What brought you to
a life like this, Ruby?

I had a daughter. I still
do, I suppose. She ran off.

Left me.

I was ill and, well, she was
only 15, she was still a child.

She's a flighty thing.
But you had to love her.

She's not much of a
daughter to do such a thing.

Oh, I was a burden
to her, I know I was.

A girl can't live only to
take care of her sick ma.

I just want to tell her
that... that I am on me feet

and she don't have to look after
me. Are you searching for her?

I've found her. In this city?

In this street.

She wrote to me
sister, and I was

so glad to hear that the child
has a good life for herself now.

For herself, yeah! Not
a care for her mother!

Your own bairns can
be forgiven anything.

There's more
food if you want it.

You know what would help
the way I'm feeling? A little drink.

You know, just to
soothe the soul a touch.

It's been on my mind all
day. You're wrong, John.

My motives for staging the tea
party in Ladieswear are the right ones.

More than anything, our customers
like to see each other shopping.

I want to feed their jealousies

and the tittle-tattle
that comes with them.

If Mrs Spiro buys the
summer hat with ribbons,

then Mrs Vaughan
wants the same hat.

They try to loiter as it is,
but they feel conspicuous,

so they leave. I
want them to stay.

If there are tables
of women watching,

those who are shopping will
buy more in order to show off.

You're right. I'm sorry. And
will Myrtle be serving the tea?

All she will have to do is
take a tray to each table.

I can't ask my girls to do it.
Then by all means go ahead.

Tom Weston is intent
on expanding the store.

But that's a good thing,
isn't it? No, not for us it isn't.

I've been racking my brains to
find a way to raise the funds to

buy The Paradise as it stands.

If he builds more, builds along the
street, it will be beyond my reach.

I thought I had time
on my side. I don't.

Denise, if I was to find
a way to act now, soon,

if it was precarious...

You must take it,
John. You must.

We'll need to get you fitted
for a new uniform, Myrtle,

if you're to be serving tea
and cakes in Ladieswear.

I bloody knew it! I said
Denise would not let us down.

Girls! Girls! Wait until
you hear about this!

Ooh, you're forgetting
yourself, Miss Denise.

Your table's over there.

I'll sit with my friends,
if no-one minds.

There's no fathoming
your uncle, Denise.

His shop is broken
into, the place is a mess.

He finds some tramp
woman who's responsible,

swears he'll strangle her.
The next time I see him

he's escorting the very same
vagabond into his shop for shelter.

Must be that old witch we saw on
the street, Susy. What did you call her?

Toothless hag.
Smell her from here.

Why would Moray lie to me
about where he was today?

Why does it matter?

It matters because he
has something to hide.

My darling, there is no secret.

Moray did not come
back to serve our purpose.

He intends to try to wrest
The Paradise from us.

He has been scurrying
around trying to borrow money,

but no-one will so
much as consider him.

I have made sure of that. Papa's
banking friends know I would be

most upset if any of them so much
as considered Moray for a meeting.

Then who was his
engagement with today?

- It's so beautiful!
- What are you doing with that?

Will you put it on? Please.

Where did you get it?
Where did you get it?

All day, every day,
Flora keeps asking me

questions about when you
were younger. I thought she...

You never touch my belongings!
Do you know what "never" means?

It means not ever!

Your papa did not mean
to be so harsh, darling girl.

You shocked him,
that's all. It's my fault.

Perhaps that tunic
has memories for him.

Memories of the war.

I made a mistake. Let
me make it up to you.

We'll have a treat. You
and I. In the morning.

What shall we do?
Shall we go riding?

Perhaps a picnic?
The... The Paradise.

Yes. We'll go to The Paradise

and we will indulge ourselves.

Good night, Susy.

What are you doing here?

- I've come to see you, child.
- I don't want you here.

Can you not give your ma a
chance to say that she's sorry?

"Sorry"? Am I
supposed to believe that?

All these years and that's
all you want - "sorry"?

I've been looking for you.

I'm not so hard to find.
Aunt Bella knows where I am.

There's not a day goes by
where I don't think about my girl!

Shall I tell you
what I think of?

My own voice pleading with you
not to leave me, not to let me go.

And my own mother
too drunk to hear me.

Too drunk to even kiss me.

I have a life now, and
you are no part of it!

Come inside with me. Come
on. Come and sit with me.

Let your ma feast her eyes on
her beautiful girl just for one night.

Sit with you while you drink,

tell me some story that will trick
me into believing you're not so bad?

My mother lied to me.
That's what she does, she lies.

You go and drink, Ma.

How many glasses till you
forget you even have a daughter?

You... you go
and drink your fill.

If you have any mercy, you
will walk down that street tonight

and never come back!

There are things we
believe we cannot bear.

But we can bear them.

We do bear them.

Morning.

We need your daughter to
see you looking at your best,

if she's to know you're back
on your feet and well again.

That is kind of ya.

You can wash and
clean up in the back.

It's me favourite colour.

It's many years since I
wore a dress new and pretty.

Ruby, I need to be
getting back to my wife.

I'm newly married. We
have a cottage by the sea.

I can't stay here. So what
are we to do with you?

I've nowhere to go.

What about your
daughter? If you talk to her?

I'll put the dress on
and I'll smart meself up.

And she will see that
I'm not sickly no more.

Are you sure you're well enough?

If I could stay until such
time as I speak with her.

I would like to be at my best.

Course. Course you can.

Jonas!

I want to talk with you.

- Tom Weston is considering...
- He intends to develop the store, sir.

Erm...

If I were to request further
discussions with Mr Fenton...

I could arrange that for
you today, if you wish, sir.

Or I could simply
convey a message to him

saying you're willing
to reconsider his offer.

If you are indeed willing to
reconsider his proposition?

How would we, er...?

Mr Weston is a volatile man, sir.
He is capable of behaving rashly.

Wildly, even.

Suppose he rashly dismisses me,
or wildly decides to get rid of me?

If I may, sir, his wife would
not permit that to happen.

Yes. Yes, I understand.

Do you wish me to
contact Mr Fenton, sir?

I do.

I will show 'em all...

I'll show Mr Moray he was
wrong. I'll show Mr Dudley

what I am truly made of.

Well, don't I look
pretty? Made for it.

Well, just watch your mouth
or you'll put us all to shame.

Denise! Erm, leave her be.

She'll come to you
when she's ready to.

Mrs Weston! Miss Flora. What
brings you to see us today?

I am intent on spoiling
Flora this morning.

Then you have come
to the right place, ma'am.

You shall receive only the
finest service from our ladies,

I can assure you.

Mrs Weston. Er, Katherine.
Forgive me, I forgot myself.

May I say how
lovely you look today?

What I mean is, it's always a
delight to see you in the store.

And you, Miss Flora.

Since you're here, Katherine,
perhaps you'll join me

for coffee. And your husband,
if he is to visit us today?

You're in fine
spirits today, Moray.

I owe you the
courtesy of kindness.

You do not owe me
any such consideration,

but I'd be grateful for the
chance to earn your forbearance.

I'd be delighted to
join you for coffee.

Flora!

Coffee. With cinnamon.

Mrs Weston. Ma'am. Miss Flora.

I want you to utterly
spoil Flora today, Denise.

Anything she wants, she can have.
It would be our pleasure, ma'am.

Susy, please attend
to the young lady.

I will leave it with you while
I have a coffee with Moray.

I want one of these
dresses with the feathers.

I'm afraid these gowns
are for adults, not children.

But I want one.

Let me show you some of the
things we have that might be more

suitable for a girl.

I had myself thought of
making the extension a jewellery

department. I imagined
that as customers

approached along the street
the first thing they would see

would be windows bursting
with colours and extravagance.

But the cost of stocking the
display alone was beyond me.

However, things
are different now.

- How's your coffee, Katherine?
- It's fine. It's delicious.

I first discovered cinnamon
coffee whilst in, erm,

was it India, Katherine?

- No, no, no, I think it was Morocco.
- It was Ceylon.

Yes, yes! I had the devil to
convince Katherine to try it,

but once she did, she
could never have enough.

Do you still drink your coffee
with cinnamon, Katherine?

- Sometimes.
- Yes, she does.

I've already sourced suppliers
for rubies and emeralds, if you'd

care for me to have them call on us
with samples and prices, Mr Weston?

I'd planned for all the
counters to be made of glass.

And chandeliers, glass lamps,
the whole place is like a palace.

So much dazzle
sounds positively garish.

Yes, well, perhaps
you're right, sir.

I hope your sleep has improved
after your travels, Katherine.

I used to tell her it's the
coffee, but she wouldn't have it.

If ever a woman could
live without sleep...

I was pressed into spending
long nights in the garden.

The scent of magnolias
under the moon...

I think the new extension
should be a food hall,

or shoes or something
without sentiment.

I had meant to look over
the place with you, Moray.

But you were elsewhere.
Let's take a look now.

Yes, of course, although I would not
wish to leave your wife with her coffee.

I am ready now.

- I want the silver shoes.
- As I have explained,

we don't have your size, miss.

These ones. I want the
dress with the feathers.

You can't have the
dress with the feathers.

But that's what I want!

Mama said I could
have anything I wanted.

Oh, you're just a spoiled little
nothing, that's what you are!

You wave your hand and the rest of
the world is supposed to pamper you!

Do you even give a
thought? You are a child!

Susy, go down to
the refectory right now!

Come on, Susy! Go on.

- I want Mama.
- I am so sorry, Miss Flora. Let me...

No! I want Mama! I want Mama!

I'm so sorry, ma'am.
I don't know why...

Susy is usually
such a sweet girl!

I've never before known
her to... She's a friend,

usually full of kindness
and so eager to please.

Dudley, do you think
you could take Flora

- outside for a moment for me, please?
- Of course, ma'am.

What do you propose to do?

I will speak to Mr
Moray and Mr Dudley...

No. I want to know
what you intend to do.

You're Head of Ladieswear,
are you not? You are responsible.

It was you who presided
over this humiliation of my child.

This child!

What do you propose
to do about this girl?

- What is her name?
- Susy, ma'am.

Then answer me,
what is your intention?

I will speak with
Susy most severely.

I will warn her that to address
customers in this way...

Can we not do something?
There must be a reason Susy was...

There is a reason. Susy was
promoted too early. She's not ready.

But there must be
something we can do!

These are the most delicate

of times, Denise. I cannot
afford to rile Katherine.

We must be seen
to follow her will.

It's your job now, Denise.
This has to be done.

You wanted this position.
It's not all tea parties.

I tried, Susy.

I wanted to avoid this.

But what you did, you've
left me with no choice.

When a girl is dismissed, she
must leave the premises right away.

You must collect your
belongings... and go.

Perhaps stay close by, Susy.
We never know what might change.

I have nowhere to stay.

Bishop Street. Mr Myhill.

Tell him Jonas Franks said
you might find lodgings with him.

Cakes, madam?

Do I look like a madam to you?

And that looks more like
gristle to me than a cake.

I'm practising.
Fine teas? Assam?

Darjeeling? Madeira cake?

Aren't I the
picture of restraint?

Denise!

Denise! They all know that
Susy brought this on herself.

Their reactions are for show.

To prove to each other they
are cronies. Them against us.

It won't last. It's
fear, that's all.

You have influence
on their lives now.

Act as though you're not
to blame. Don't apologise

for what you've done. Let them
raise the matter if they want. Not you.

Behave as though you
take on your authority

but they are responsible
for their own destiny.

Thank you, Mr Dudley.

You do know you're not to
blame, don't you, Denise?

But I might have done more.

I saw there was something
the matter with Susy.

I wish I could say
that it gets easier.

Clara. You were seen in
the bays with Mr Weston.

Oh! Is that what
you think of me?

Any man in a suit and I'll
flutter me eyes and lift me skirts?

What did he want with you?

He asked to put his name on
me dance card for the last waltz,

but I told him I
was all spoken for.

Then I have no option but to ask

Mr Moray to ask you why you
were holding Mr Weston's hand.

He had a pain in his back.

Terrible pain.

Something in his eyes.
Something more than pain.

- He looked like a man who'd...
- Yes?

Well, like a man who'd been
murdered and was waiting to die,

it was the same as...

Go on, Clara. You're
almost done now.

It was the same as the
night of the fireworks.

The noise of it.

He was cowering
like a frightened child.

Will that do you, Mr Jonas?

Feel better now you've peered
into another dark corner of this world?

Thank you, Clara.

When you hide
things from me, it is

because you prefer
not to face them yourself.

Skulking around with Jonas. Flirting
with Katherine. Taunting Tom Weston.

What's going on?

Whatever it is you are doing,

I know how much you want this
store back, but if your schemes

can be admitted in good
conscience, then you will tell me.

Mr Moray, sir, you wanted a
message taking out to Bellville Hall?

Not today, Arthur.
Perhaps some other time.

Miss Denise... Please,
Jonas, call me Denise.

I prefer to honour the
tradition that has been

observed down the years.

You've earned your place, ma'am,
the title is a gesture of respect.

Yes. Well, thank you.

If I may... there is much talk
of loyalty in a place like this.

Most of it is talk and no more.

I had no wish for Susy to...

Please, ma'am, let me go
on. Loyalty is a special gift.

It binds people like no other
cause. But it CAN take courage.

If you can find a way to
win Susy her place back

here in the store, you
would have proven that you're

the staunchest ally of
everyone who works here.

- You would be their champion.
- It is not possible.

Was it not you yourself told
Mr Moray it must be possible?

- But I don't know how.
- Nor do I, ma'am.

But I trust you'll find a way.

Gin.

I didn't expect to see you here.

I wish I could say
the same of you, Ma.

I stayed so that I might
speak with you one more time.

I don't blame you
for hating me, Susy.

It has to be the worst crime in
the world to give your child away.

I know you don't believe
me, but I did it for you.

The reasons you use to
blame me are the reasons that

I had to give you away.

What kind of life would
you have with a ma like me?

Every day I promise
myself I won't be drunk,

and then every day I find
meself with a glass in me hand.

I had to free you from
me and the only way that

I could do that was to have
another drink inside me.

I have lied to you, yes.

But you tell me, if you can
tell the truth, would it've been

a better life if you'd stayed with
me than the one that you've had?

No. No, it wouldn't.

There's only one thing in
this life that I could give you

and that was to be free of me.

I knew, though, that
there'd come the day

when I'd look at ya...

..and I'd tell ya I love you.

I... I love you, Ma.

I'm so proud of you
working in that place.

It's so grand.

I don't work there no more.

Why?

I was sacked. Made
a disgrace of myself.

No, not you. Not my Susy.

I offended a child.

Oh, have they no mercy?
What kind of swines are they?

No, it... it's done now, Ma.

I'm just going to get one more.

It's not every day you
get your daughter back.

Cheers.

Well, to hell with them.

They're not worth a spit
if they'd do that to my girl.

What am I doing?

What am I doing here
sitting here with you?

It's the same, it's always
the same, the drink, that's all!

Susy! Susy!

Good afternoon, madam. Assam?

Darjeeling?

Susy, what are you doing here?

Oh! I forgot!

I-I was hurrying home and I
forgot I don't live here no more.

Oh, you best go, girl,
before Mr Jonas finds ya.

Susy! Don't go! I
want to speak to you.

Do you want your position back?

What I mean is, do you
want to try and get it back?

I should say so.

I can't promise we'll
manage it, it'll take courage.

Will you do exactly as I say?

Then first thing
tomorrow morning,

put on your finest outfit
and meet me in the street.

Mrs Weston.

Thank you for seeing us, ma'am.

I'm sorry to intrude
upon you in this way,

but if we might speak
with you for a few minutes...

Ma'am, on the day of these
embarrassing events with

Miss Flora, Susy was in a
state of considerable distress.

It was my fault she was on duty.

I should have excused
her. Susy's mother turned up

on the street. She hasn't
seen her since she was...

Since I was seven years old.

It was an unexpected arrival...

Susy found her mother
in awful circumstances.

We're asking, ma'am,

that Susy be given the opportunity
to apologise to Miss Flora and the

chance to prove to you that she's
worthy of your trust in the future.

- Your mercy...
- Mercy?

You think I should forgive her?

I am truly sorry for what
I said to you, Miss Flora.

No child should be
spoken to so cruelly.

I only want to say I am sorry.
That is why I am here. No more.

Please forgive her, Mama.

You might have asked
before you ran off to speak with

Katherine Glendenning, Denise.

You said yourself we must
keep good relations with her.

Even if she'd said
no to our pleas,

we would have shown
her contrition and respect.

Yes. Yes, of course.

Weston.

Her name is Mrs Weston now.

Isn't that what I said?

Girls.

Thank you, Denise.

- Bloody show 'em, Myrtle.
- I will.

- Bloody show 'em all.
- I will.

- You look so lovely, Myrtle.
- I do, don't I?

They're ready.

- I can't! I can't do it!
- Of course you can.

It's only serving tea
to a few posh gossips.

How can the likes of me
stand before the likes of them?

They're so beautiful.

You're the one who's
beautiful, Myrtle.

No, I'm not. I'm a
rag next to them.

I'm fit for the
farmyard. I can't do it.

I'm sorry, Denise.

Myrtle.

I remember the queues of men
standing waiting for a haircut.

- Jonas.
- Mr Weston, sir.

- You have pain?
- It's an old wound.

I tell myself I should
feel no pain. But there is.

I am a fool.

Whenever I feel it, I chide
myself it is weakness.

People fear me, bec...

Forgive me, sir, I am
speaking out of turn.

Not at all, go on.

I have a disfigurement,
people fear me because of it.

But it is a gift. I have
realised that at my age.

People who flinch from a man
with one arm imagine they know me,

know the worst of me
because of what they see.

That just tells me
whom I can trust.

It is a fine thing, sir, to
restore that which has been

so sorely disregarded.

I take my hat off to you. Even
though I'm not wearing one.

What do you think I
should do with it, Jonas?

Oh, I do not think
I can be trusted

with the likes of
such a decision, sir.

I trust you.

Perhaps food, sir.
Breads and pies and buns.

The smell of it on the street.

I thought I might...
read to you.

- Would you like me to read to you?
- Yes, Papa.

There was a soldier.

A young officer.

He was stationed in India.

And there was a siege. At Delhi.

Do you know what a siege is?

Well, a siege is, erm...

It's a kind of...

..attack.

Lots of men died.

Lots of men died.

Let me tell you how it
is, Susy. For a mother.

There are hard
choices to be made.

She can't forgive herself
until you forgive her.

What she did was unforgivable.

Nothing is unforgivable.

But you'll be bitter and filled
with hatred the rest of your life

- if you don't let go of her.
- It's her that won't let go of me.

- What would I say to her?
- The truth.

With a bit of love in it.

They took you back, then.

- They took me back.
- It's only right.

If it's true what you said, Ma,

that you want to give me

a chance to be free
of you, then do it now.

Do it and I will
love you for it.

I only want one
kiss on the cheek.

If there is a time
when you are sober,

I will be here.

There's the time
you can come back.

The tea party was
a splendid success.

Thank you.

When I came to you with my idea,

it felt as though whatever I brought
to you, you wanted to turn it down.

It was simply the
way you presented it.

Once I saw the benefits,
I consented, didn't I?

You consented? You didn't...

All that I ask is... I
see how difficult this is

going to be for us,
working together...

But when I come to you, I'm
not Denise, I'm not your fiancee.

I am Head of Ladieswear.

- Can you see that's how it has to be?
- Yes. Yes. Of course.

I'm sorry, Denise, for
the way I have been.

For the way I spoke to you about
Susy and about visiting Katherine.

That's how it has to
be. That's your job.

I should have told you
I was going to see her,

but I was afraid you
would refuse me.

When will I learn? No secrets!

We cannot let anything
come between us, Denise.

Why would anything
come between us?

I want to shower you with love,

and treasure you.

That is my job.

My father's watch?

It is precious to me
beyond reckoning.

That watch has
powers. Hypnotic powers.

I could fall for a lad like you.

I've got Susy following
me around like a sop,

I can't shake her out
of it, no matter what I do!

What you doing with that in
your pocket? It's worth a fortune!

Gentlemen, I have no wish to

want that watch. That
damned watch is bewitched.