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Hanna,

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Hanna,

Hanna,

Hanna,

Hanna,

Hanna,

Hanna,

Hanna,

Hanna,

Hanna,

Hanna,

What are you looking at, Stan, there with your mouth open?

Miss,

prize you, mother,

but I was thinking about you.

And further on the shops and life

and wondering whether it was all worthwhile,

well, well, well,

this is a tantrum, isn't it?

Oh, mother, that's too much.

I stand for hours at that store

cooking decent meals for you,

and then you won't eat.

Your skin and bone girl.

Look at your sister,

she's all hips and boss.

Jessie's cooking on weird, mother,

and it's no wonder.

Hmm.

Jessie's a very pretty girl.

Yes, she is.

And I'm not.

Go on, say it.

I'm not seeing your plane.

It's your attitude to men, Agnes.

You're not getting any younger.

And an old woman at 22 has no right to be choosy, is that it?

Why do you want a prince to come along and sweep your feet?

All I want, mother,

is to eat me meat and piece

and get back down with the shop.

It's father's club night.

You don't know anything, do you?

Well, God help you when you find out.

I'm happy, my baby.

I'm trying.

Charlie!

Yes!

This is it!

It's a shop.

It's a shop.

Come on, let's go.

Good evening.

Good evening.

I'll be with you in a moment.

No, Mary!

Well, what's it to be?

Divinate, kokonoslabs with tuppensanta.

Oh, you don't want to spend all your money on a kokonoslice.

It's kokonos chips!

Look at how a pen is a those.

Eepers.

Very well, haopers.

Sorry.

Please don't be.

What's next?

Come on, Bobby, make up your mind.

There's this lady in gentlemen waiting to be served.

Cindy Taffy.

Pannas, heepers.

You never waited?

If I had waited, Bobby, you wouldn't have half as much as I put in that bag.

I'd take that lot and get yourselves away.

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas.

A couple of young businessmen.

I know, after dealing with that every Friday night, what can I do for you?

Well, my father brought me to this shop many years ago.

A Christmas time, too.

He'd really come to buy cigars next door, but I saw the sugar mice in the window.

He couldn't get me away until he came in and bought some.

There were sugar cats, too.

It's the sugar mice, the young ones love.

I have three children of my own now, and I thought some sugar mice would be a nice surprise for them on the Christmas tree.

Sure, would.

How many would you like?

A dozen.

Thank you, and so pleased we came.

Thank you.

Bye.

Oh, you change.

Thank you. Good night.

Merry Christmas.

Yes, and Merry Christmas to you, too.

Went to the sessions of sweet, silent thought,

a summon of remembrance of things past.

I sighed a lack of many a thing I sought,

and with old wars, new way in my dear times' waste.

Then, can I drown an eye on used to flow

for precious friends hid in death's stateless night?

Sweet, silent thought.

Faggot.

Are you up to it?

You're not, girl, it isn't even nine yet.

No, it isn't. And who said you could close it before nine?

Father, use your eyes. There's nobody about it. It's too cold.

You should always wait and kiss. Someone turns over the death knuck.

Give me that. Go on, get your sevens sign.

How come you're back so early anyway?

Are you throwing up?

No, they didn't throw me out of the club mist.

I'll sit over there and shut her.

What's draping like?

About the same. Except you county types, Popton.

I love you, Jessie.

I don't know for you.

Where's that order for tomorrow? Did you make it up for me?

Of course I did.

Sherbet dips.

We shouldn't need any more Sherbet dips.

We don't know one box.

Three dozen candy rocker sorted. I hope you can sell them.

Two boxes of licorice all sorts. I'd have said three.

If they're so much wrong with that list, why don't you just make one yourself?

No, no. That's no way to talk to your father.

What's going on here?

I'm in the shop more than you or anyone. I know what goes and what doesn't.

Either trust me or get someone else, they'll do it better.

I've had enough.

No, no, Aggie. Don't say you'd walk out on me. How would I manage?

Let's go.

Where would you go anyway if you don't intend to go to another man's house?

That's why you think you've got me here for good.

What would you do? What could you do?

Nothing.

There's one thing I could do for that. That's one of business for someone else.

You'd not do that.

You'd never do that to your father, Agnes.

Why the devil have you been, Jesse?

Aggie asked us to go and take some towels over the guest house.

That was a damn silly thing to do.

You know what happens in that yard and the drunks and tasks get going?

Are you mess? Get up there and stare.

Don't you ever go out at night by yourself again?

You hear me?

Yes, Father.

It's for your own good, Jesse. Go on.

You know that yard. No gate up in the scum of the air.

Find my detritious sister.

Oh God, say, Father, shut up!

Go!

You do that just once, Father, and there'll be one list for breakfast tomorrow.

I can't think of anything else to say.

Who are you with?

Robbie.

Robbie felt and fathered go berserk if he knew.

There were rough larts. Robbie's not.

And they're not all bad.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I couldn't think of anything else to say.

Who are you with?

Robbie.

Robbie felt and fathered go berserk if he knew.

There were rough larts.

Robbie's not.

And they're not all bad.

Quite nice once you talk to them.

Yes.

You're the one father really cares about.

He's paying for your education and you're running around with people like that.

Actually, I'll never make a secretary.

I'm just not interested.

I still about during the dinner break and don't go back.

Robbie and I just stroll about.

As long as that's all you do.

Just...

You must be careful.

Robbie's young. He hasn't got into their ways yet.

Won't you promise not to see him just for a little while?

There's no chance of that.

I love Maggie and he loves me.

I love you.

I love you.

Yes, I do go out.

Who's the blame for my club nights?

I'm not.

Nightingale, remember that woman?

How do you find that?

I'll take that woman to find her boyfriend.

I don't know what kind of a father is.

I'll tell them yourself.

And I'll tell them why.

You drove me to look for a bit of warmth and comfort.

Because there was none in this room or in this bed.

For one good reason.

You forced yourself at me.

It was a nasty word for that.

And why would a man have to force himself on his own wife?

Because she's a cold selfish bitch.

And that's what you are, Alice.

And a vain, mean, silly bitch to my woman is worth ten of you.

She's good to me.

And to a number of others, you fool.

She's a whore.

Oh, Kodakod!

What?

Don't get to work up my life.

You might have won even a tax.

And if you do, I'll tell you now.

I'll spend every penny, you leave behind you.

I'll enjoy myself at last.

You shouldn't have said that, Alice.

You've just made a terrible mistake.

And I've never hated you more than I do at this minute.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm not late, Mr. Conway. I'm on time.

Just.

Just.

Morning, Sadlis.

Morning, man.

Can you take those covers off?

Of course I will.

Father, about none.

I have a business meeting this morning.

You'll have to stand in for me here.

Very well.

Well, I tell her she's been put up to ten shillings.

Nine and six.

Ten shillings.

I'll tell her.

Aggy.

Amanda and her job would get fifteen shillings.

A man has more calls on his purse.

She does the same work. She should get the same pay.

Have you joined the suffragettes?

No, but I might.

She should have a Christmas bonus.

Two, five shillings.

We're not starting that.

We'll get the usual half-crown.

I will give her the other half out of my pay.

No, this has got to stop.

I should never have raised me hand to you.

It's not like you to hold a grudge.

It's got nothing to do with that.

It's purely in simply none's Christmas box.

Two and six.

Let me change.

Change the risen any. He's spent the lot.

Merry Christmas.

It's fixed.

And here's the Christmas box.

Five shillings.

Oh, Thomas.

Five shillings is 10 a year.

It'll make such a difference.

When you go home tonight, I'll give you some marshmallows

and butterfudge for your mother and the family.

Oh, thank you.

Hello, sir.

Oh, um...

I thought you worked in the sweet shop.

I do. We own both shops.

I served you and your wife the other evening.

Oh, she's not my wife. She's my sister.

How can I help you?

Um, did I happen to see a box of Havana cigars in the window?

The exceptionalis.

Those are dummies I'm afraid.

My father generally deals with these things.

I expect him back at any moment.

I'll take a look, though.

Thank you.

I'm afraid not.

I've got the cheaper brand.

Exceptionalis, Cheekas.

I'm sure they'll do very well.

Yes, I'll take a box, please.

And some cigarettes.

Do you happen to have gold tip?

Yes, we do.

Oh, good.

And my brother's favourites.

Six packets, please.

Now, my sister, do you have any ladies cigarettes?

Ladies.

What?

What is it?

It's just that most of the ladies who come in here

ask for tobacco for their pipes.

So which do you prefer?

Sweet sort tobacco.

Neither.

So what else do you want to do?

No, it's never asked me that before.

I suppose I'd like to get out and see the world.

Are you onto travel?

Are you travelled?

Yes, yes, a bit.

I travel and then I write about my travels.

You're a writer.

I love reading.

Can I get one of your books from the library?

Well, it's only in a very small way.

I have a column in the local paper.

I'll watch out for it.

Can't see.

And a real author.

Father, I'm glad you're here.

This gentleman needed better advice on cigars

and I could give him, I'm afraid.

Not at all.

The young lady recommended the exceptionalis Cheekas.

Ah, well now there you have a very good cigars, sir.

Do you know, they are one of the most popular brands sold

by Harrods of London.

I assume you know Harrods of London.

Yes, naturally.

I've been associated with Harrods of London for many years, sir.

Oh, yes.

Many years.

How interesting.

He'll excuse me.

Thank you.

Thank you very much for your help.

Can I guess you only think of anything else, sir?

No, I think that's everything.

What do I owe you?

Um...

Ah!

Sorry!

Thank you for your progress.

Get out of the way you're bloody fool.

Reggie!

Reggie, my dear!

You're not new captain.

You are a lovely deceased.

Mama!

Oh!

Hello, mother.

I'm so glad that all the family are here for Christmas.

I found them!

Reg, congratulations on your promotion.

Hello, father. What have you found?

Nessie's, favourite champion.

Oh, Nessie's here for Christmas.

She is. Watch out for fireworks.

Come on.

Will you have another drink, father?

What's your idea?

I think we should go to bed and leave the children to themselves.

Well, good soldier.

Always a base. He's a superior officer.

Oh!

Good night, my dear.

Good night, mother.

Good night, all.

So, why does that husband of yours never seemed to spend Christmas with us?

Dawson can't bear to leave his precious staples for even a few days.

He might propose horses to humans.

Oh, Lord, you should have married Isabelle Pickering.

I thought you were supposed to be doing that.

Uh-uh.

No, mother's been talking again.

If Isabelle Pickering had to choose between a morning on horseback

and a morning with me, the horse would win hands down.

What?

So you'll spend the rest of your life devoted to your art,

writing rap-soddic prose on English architecture.

In other words, a small column in a local paper.

It's a start, and I'm proud of you.

Both of you for doing something with your lives.

So nice being here together again.

I should go to bed.

What's wrong?

You don't sound at all happy.

Charlie, I've been married five years and pregnant five times.

Five?

The other two were miscarriages.

Dawson's a breeder.

Don't say that.

Why shouldn't she? It's the truth.

But he's not a cruel man. He's just thoughtless, like most men.

Charlie.

Reggie, the sweets are supposed to be for the children.

Oh, sorry.

I went back to that sweet shop, and then the tobacco in his next door

I met that same young girl.

You know the nice woman.

You know who served us.

You know her.

That's very clear.

Do you understand?

I think so.

It's very simple.

Her father owns both the shops, and she was just helping out in the tobacco in his forehim.

Do I sense a hint of romance, and yeah?

Good heavens, no.

Elaine is our little brother about to fall in love with a shopgirl.

She is not a shopgirl. Her father owns both the shops.

And she works in both of them.

Tably a shopgirl.

I did out among yourselves.

Good night.

See you tomorrow.

Sleep well.

Um...

Why not?

What are you all done up for?

Take me afternoon off.

Oh, making your own arrangements now, are you?

Yes, mother and not before time.

Well, you believe in them short-handed.

Well, it wouldn't do you any harm to take a turn in the shop now and then.

I beg you pardon.

I was not brought up to the shopgirl.

No, but you don't mind if your daughter is.

Well, have something to eat before you go.

Adness.

And this one got something to show you.

And it isn't a hat.

Isn't it beautiful?

Oh, it is but...

Where would I wear it?

In the city.

I'd have the dogs after me.

You'd have the men after you.

It's not the sort of thing I wear.

You mean because it isn't draughty.

And it's not the sort of thing I wear.

You mean because it isn't draught.

It doesn't have to be grey or dark blue or brown.

Adness, you don't appreciate yourself.

You've got lovely hair and such a fine figure.

Well, there's always tell me how skinny I am.

Adness, you're slim.

The perfect figure for lovely clothes like these.

Come on, try it on.

Oh, it's lovely, Adnesses.

You know, one of our customers loves hats.

She's married to a wealthy man,

but she's only alive so much for her clothes.

And her taste is so extravagant,

she's always getting herself into debt.

So sometimes she lets us have one of her gowns.

It's only been worn once or twice.

The gentry don't like to be seen in the same thing, do they?

So we can let you have it quite cheaply, three pounds.

You must have Adness.

We could sell it ten times over, but we don't want to.

It's made for you.

Won't you take it dear?

Yes.

Yes, I will.

Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes.

Everybody, welcome to the first constant interval,

we're all from Buckjard.

There's all of us from the end of the year.

Her talk, if you're not going to buy it.

Careful, or I'll slap you.

Oh, that's it, lad. You sure?

Yes, what are you doing here?

Robby, I've got the talk to you.

What's wrong?

Something dreadful has happened.

Stop it!

And again, it's gone.

It's gone.

Don't bite it, say.

Who signed you on it?

Stop it.

The laureate.

And you, Buggeroth.

Very Christmas.

Christmas.

Yeah, you're big, something.

How was that fancy piece I saw you talking to?

Yeah, I think you got to custom them all.

There she is.

You bought half of Paris.

The whole of Paris is not good enough for my loved ones.

Oh, nice to see you.

Reggie and Charlie.

I had some nephews.

And in day and day.

Mmm, wow.

Oh, Lord, not again.

Let's get you inside.

I'm packed.

Charles, you aren't infant.

You know nothing at all about women.

They've been working away behind the scenes for centuries.

But now, now, they are coming to the fore.

Mark my words.

Nestier, behave yourself.

You'll be quiet, Hugh.

Grace has been the part behind your throne for many years.

While you were away playing toy soldiers.

Who looked after your estate?

Women all over the country, all over the world.

I've been doing the same.

And yet, look at this child.

Made to produce children every year like piglets.

Is there very no other contribution she could make?

Art.

Here, here, aren't nessie.

But what do you propose I do about it?

Make a stand, gal.

Make a stand.

Give the blighter an ultimatum.

Say no.

Nessie, really.

The sooner you get back to Paris, nessie, the better.

Very well, you old stiff neck.

I shall leave tomorrow.

No!

We need you here, aren't, nessie.

To take the star chide to us.

Yes, stop traipsing around Europe and come here and settle with us.

In England.

Oh, how boring.

Safe enough, though, for the time being.

It'll never happen.

Just watch the Kaiser. Very ambitious.

Just let him try, eh, father?

Exactly.

Men must do their duty.

That's cruel notes and disgrace.

What do you think they've been training you for?

Brass band concerts in the park.

War, my boy.

War.

This is not my idea of dinner table conversation.

The

last night.

The next morning.

The next morning.

The next morning.

The next morning.

The next morning.

No need to ask who you've been with.

Okay.

What?

I told you later.

You're in the club again, have we, father?

Go on upstairs, I'll lock up.

We don't talk anymore, Aggie.

Nobody talks to me anymore.

Well, I'm off to bed.

To dream of your shock, girl.

Reg, I told you.

We're a funny parent, right?

Not especially, no.

Most people seem to spend their lives looking for something.

Love, married.

But we don't seem to have any real interest in women.

Certainly not for marriage, anyway.

Tosh.

Is it?

You're planning to wander around Europe, scribbling, all on her own.

But you, Reginald Farrier, not interested in women.

Oh, I've known a few women.

A few.

No, you wouldn't like, so I'm not done.

But love, perhaps I'm not capable of it.

There will be someone somewhere.

Maybe not for me, I often think.

But for you, certainly.

I've asked you repeatedly to knock.

Alice, it's Christmas.

I brought some champagne.

Let's try. Let's just try to be civil to each other for one day in the year.

Is that the stuff you drink with her?

No, thank you.

Fine, Christmas spirit in this house.

Oh, tell me it's all.

Ah, yeah.

Will you have a Christmas drink with me?

Yes, I will.

Good, good.

A Merry Christmas.

Oh, yes, Father. What a Merry Christmas.

Jesse, what's wrong?

I need to talk to you, Aggie.

Have you quarreled with that boy?

No.

I'm pregnant.

pregnant?

My God, Jesse, how could you be so stupid?

Oh, Aggie, don't scold me.

I had to tell you, it's been so hard keeping it to myself.

Why didn't I guess?

You've been sick in the moment.

It's a wonder, Mother didn't notice.

Why am I going to do it?

I have Father in.

Does Robbie know?

Yes.

He's got a way to try and make somebody so he can get married.

Well, that's the last you'll see of him.

What's not? You know nothing about him.

You'll come back and know he will.

When?

Don't know.

It depends what job is a good one.

We're sitting off in for the time being.

Lay subtight and try to act normal.

Right?

Oh God, I was just about to remind you.

I don't need reminding, Mother.

I do everything that's required of me, I hope.

You do what you're prepared to do.

Aren't you getting free board and lodging?

Thank you, Mother.

That makes my position very clear.

Misaknis, there's a gentleman here to see you.

Um...

I thought you might like to borrow this.

Madam Boervary, I've read it.

But thank you for the thought.

Wonderful, it's not a topic.

Yes, that's our factory.

Well, we call it our factory. It's very small.

You may call your own sweets.

Why do big business you have?

I know.

And we own this guest house as well.

Oh, please, let me.

We'll meet again, I hope.

I'd like to.

I must get on.

Yes.

Yes, of course.

I'll be right back.

I'll be right back.

I'll be right back.

I'll be right back.

I'll be right back.

I'll be right back.

I'll be right back.

I'll be right back.

I'll be right back.

I'll be right back.

I'll be right back.

I'll be right back.

I'll be right back.

I'll be right back.

Morning, morning.

Morning, morning.

Morning, morning.

Morning, morning.

Morning, morning.

Morning, morning.

Morning, morning.

Morning, morning.

Morning, morning.

Morning, morning.

Morning, morning.

Morning, morning.

Morning, morning.

Morning, morning.

Morning, morning.

Morning, morning.

Morning, morning.

Morning, morning.

Morning, morning.

Morning, morning.

Morning, morning.

Sagas.

Froggy fell with us.

And I say Jessie.

You ought to be ashamed of yourself.

Do you know what you've done to my sister?

I reckon I don't miss.

And I know what she's done to me.

Oh, and what's that?

Jessie's made me think about bettering myself.

That's why I want to marry her miss.

Not just want to.

I mean to.

Oh, do you now?

And have you thought about what my father might say?

Hi.

I know we won't consider me her kind.

But none of her own kind.

Good luck after her any better than now will.

I'll make that promise to you now.

Miss, will you tell her I'm back?

I'll wait here for her.

Not tonight.

I'll only come to the shop tomorrow and put it plainly to our father.

You mustn't do that.

Well then, I'll not keep along with this.

I just want to reassure her like that I'm back.

Wait there.

I'll try.

But don't keep along and for goodness sake, keep out of sight.

His dance day is in the order.

Probably.

It's not the mayor of Newcastle.

Now make it quick. It's nearly nine and father's always up at five past.

I've got to lock the front door.

I've locked the back door.

Turn the lights off.

Come on, lass.

Ah, Aghi.

Was wondering where you were.

Just come up from the storeroom.

It's cold out, isn't it?

It was Jesse.

In our room.

Aghi.

Very little escapes you.

Have you noticed any difference in our Jesse of late?

What sort of difference?

If I knew I wouldn't be asking you would I?

I think she's worried about something.

Jesse gets restless for the stucco bad school.

Jesse.

Jesse.

Where is she?

Yes, Jesse. What's there?

Come on.

What's going on, where is she?

I thought she was in her room.

Ah, you know.

What?

What?

Get up!

Get up upstairs.

You'll hear her, mister.

It'll be the last thing you do.

I can't want to dust.

Come from the cage.

I don't want to hear you, mister.

I'll give you a minute.

Leave him alone.

God's need you.

Come with me.

No!

Get up.

Let go of me.

Get up!

Get up!

Get up.

Get up!

Get up, Jesse!

How did you go out?

Get up.

Get up!

Get up.

Jocke, is he alright?

He may take some wild, but yes, he should be alright.

Talk good.

Whatever hit him made a long cut to his head,

but it didn't go too deep.

He's a very lucky young man.

Thank you.

Which way to Rosamond Street?

Rosamond Street.

Aye.

No, down the hill.

Just on the left, you can't miss it.

Thank you.

Walk on.

Here you go, miss.

Thank you.

Thank you, miss.

Bye.

Aye.

What do you want?

You don't know me, but...

I've got some bad news about Robbie.

Oh, you better call me.

Who are you?

What do you want?

My name's Conway.

Agnes Conway.

And your son, Robbie, has been seen my sister clandestinely.

What?

She means on the quiet mark.

I know what she means, your clever bugger.

Go on, go on.

Do a knee too.

God almighty.

That young takes put a fancy piece in the family way.

Well, it's more than either you two hoax have ever done.

What they're going to do about it?

They want to get married.

Oh, do they?

Wait till I see him.

I'm afraid he's in the hospital.

My father went for him.

I'll get myself to the hospital.

You two make sure she gets home safely.

No, I'm quite capable of finding my own way home.

Thank you.

Thank you.

What's to marry, does he?

We'll see about that.

Father, we're not open the door.

What's ever is it, Edmonds?

Father, it's locked me out.

Oh, that's wicked.

I love you, come in.

I'm trying to go on.

Agi.

I'm sorry.

You're always sorry afterwards.

It's Jesse.

She's locked herself in a room.

She thinks I killed that young fella.

She won't even spit to me.

Do you want to know why?

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

She won't even spit to me.

Do you want to know why?

Because she loves Robbie.

I'm just going to have his baby.

Oh, God almighty.

How could she do this to me?

You'll have to speak to her.

Agi, please.

I'll speak to her father.

But don't think it's for you.

Jesse, it's me.

Robbie's alright, you know.

Come on, love.

We've got a talk.

He's alright.

He's fine.

But they know.

You've got a face.

Well?

Well, that is.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Well?

Well, I've got to do something.

We can't just let things drift on.

Jesse has to go.

You're going to throw me out.

Of course they're not.

But you can't stay here the whole street all know soon.

Get on with it, woman.

Madness, I want you to go and visit cousin Mary in Durham.

Jesse can stay with her until her time comes.

And after that?

Well, Mary hasn't any children of her own.

She can bring the child up.

That all sounds very neat.

And it'll just happen with it, mother, when I go.

Not you are noticed, but when I go and ask her nicely.

This is the cousin Mary who hasn't spoken to us for 12 years.

Agnes, I'm trying to be helpful.

Have you got any better suggestions?

Cousin Mary's our only chance.

No.

But God's sake, woman, just shut it.

Aggie, do it.

Just bloody do it.

Hello.

I almost didn't recognize it.

Hey.

So have your friends in Durham?

No, I'm too busy, my mother's cousin.

I haven't seen her since I was 12.

After all this time, she must be looking forward to seeing you.

I wish I were a sure.

I know your last name is Conway from the shop, but may I ask your first?

Agnes.

Agnes Conway, Charles Farrier.

And you're a writer?

On architecture, Rome and Florence and so on have all been done before.

So I'm concentrating on England.

Newcastle has some fine buildings.

That says Durham.

So I'm starting with a cathedral.

But you know all of that, of course.

What is it? What's wrong?

It's my sister.

My sister.

My sister, I heard that you can't possibly be interested.

But I am. Can I help?

It's too late.

The damage is done.

Oh.

How I see?

Miss Conway, how long will you meet in with your relative last?

I have no idea. She may throw me out immediately.

I understand their moneyed people.

Ah, moneyed people.

My brother is coming up from his regiment down south.

I'll be at the cathedral having a look at the Galilee Chapel.

We're to meet there at four o'clock. Now, would you join us for tea?

Oh, thank you, but no. No, I don't think so.

Why not?

It's his dress, isn't it?

Why?

It's not my dress. It's second hand.

It was made for someone wealthy who knows about foreign countries and cathedrals and such.

I feel a complete fraud.

I think you're the most honest person I have ever met.

Blunt you mean?

No, I don't mean Blunt. I mean, honest.

Most girls would have made up some stories.

Oh, please.

Miss Conway, let me say one thing.

You were made for such clothes. And they for you.

Now, please.

Promise you'll be on the bridge at four o'clock.

I promise I shall try to be.

I'll have to park here, Miss.

The dude Lake was going up the drives.

Blocks the carriages coming out.

Very well.

Ah, so you're Miss Middleton.

No, you're late.

I mean, you've come in the wrong way.

You're here?

You're better get on with it?

That is the path to the church hall.

I shall meet you there in a few minutes.

We'll get on your way.

I'm not Miss Middleton, but whoever she is, she has my deepest sympathy.

Good day.

Well, that was short and sweet.

Well, it was short. Back to town, please.

Oh, well, after we had Miss, their carriages coming down.

And the all was grow before public cab.

I want you to leave now.

I would. And don't worry.

How dare you!

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Miss Conway.

Miss Conway down here.

Thank you.

You're gallally chaffled must've moved.

No, I finished early.

And I've never been able to resist the river.

So, is your relative going to health?

No, she's not.

Can you tell me what happened?

Word for word.

Did you really make the cab go first?

You shocked, aren't you?

No.

Notions.

I'm not shocked.

I think you're going to be a little bit more careful.

I'm not shocked.

I think you would have expected the cab to give way.

My parents would have certainly, but not me.

So, what will you do now about your sister?

I don't know.

Our father has such a terrible temper.

He attacked him.

He almost killed the young man in question.

How?

With a shovel.

My God.

Is the young man really that bad?

No, I don't think so.

Well, if they really care about each other,

why don't they just go away and get married on the quiet?

Some way your father can't get at them.

Well, that's what I thought, but it's not so easy.

Yes, it is.

They can get a special license.

Is that?

A license to marry.

You get it at the registry office.

Takes a week or two to come through.

Ah, but there's her age.

She'd have to have your parents consent.

Out with a question?

If father were even asked...

But he doesn't need to be asked.

All it requires is two signatures on the form.

Any two will do.

Once it's done, it's legal.

Your father can't do anything about it.

It can be done.

How it's done doesn't really matter.

Just matter.

It may not seem important to you,

but there's a bigger difference between Robbie Felton's way of life

and ours as there is between yours and mine.

Don't say that.

Please, don't ever say that.

I'm the daughter of a shopkeeper.

So if you'll excuse me, Mr. Farrier.

No, I will not excuse you.

We must go.

Reg waits for no man.

For a lady, yes.

But for no man.

Not even his brother.

You're out.

ésies?

Re door?

Charlie?

Yes.

My brother, Reginald.

redoer, miss Agnes coming.

and related to me, to Miss comneh.

Charles'll tell me about you.

Hanna, m'n't you?

M'n't you even know about Miss Conway yet?

And what have you heard about the family?

We're quite an eccentric, lad.

You'd like our sister Elaine.

But you matter, didn't you, Miss Conway?

She bought some sweets, I believe.

Hey, do stop talking.

Miss Conway has hardly been able to get a word in.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Miss Conway.

No, don't be.

I've learned a lot about you in the last half hour.

Oh dear. And what's your verdict, may I ask?

You were soldier, a captain.

You were a very smart uniform.

You summed brown belt as impeccable.

And I wonder who cleaned your buttons this morning.

You didn't expect that, did you?

So, who did clean your buttons this morning?

My Batman, of course.

You'd like to tell me I should clean my own buttons, wouldn't you, Miss Conway?

Heavens no. I'm sure you'd make a mess of them.

Now they are quite wrong.

Our father was a military man.

He made us clean our own boots, didn't he?

All of them. Best boots, riding boots, the lot.

I did the lot, didn't I, Charles?

Clean your own boots. You never did a thing if you could get the servants to do it for you.

I hope you realise what you've done, Miss Conway.

You've divided this family.

My brother, who was always on my side, has turned against me.

I was suffragette.

No, I'm not. I haven't the nerve.

No, that's not true. I have.

I just do it me own way.

No point in being an open with men.

It's not a taxi.

That's a skeptical young lady.

Probably won't believe you when I say this is the most present afternoon.

I've spent in a long time.

I've enjoyed this afternoon as well.

For a short time I still...