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You are a disgrace to this fine
institution, Pettibone. Your constant

to undermine my authority, your total
lack of respect for Lieutenant Cray and

your fellow students is unacceptable.

These hideous drawings are the last
straw.

Have you anything to say for yourself?

No, sir.

I'm quite content with the decision
which you have reached.

I no longer wish to stay in this fine
institution.

Your insolence astounds me, young man.

I only hope for your father's sake that
you're able to make something of

yourself.

Your father dedicated himself to
outstanding military service.

You've succeeded in making a mockery of
everything he stands for.

You will never make a real soldier.

I've sent your father a telegram
informing him of your dismissal.

Excuse, Pettibone.

Something burning, is it?

The toast.

Oh.

Father likes to read his newspaper
before anyone else touches it.

Go on.

Ride over to New Dundee this morning.
Check out my digs.

Talk to Dr.

Finn about the nuts and bolts of
assuming his practice.

Excellent.

Good timing.

He's wanting to retire just as I
graduate. Very accommodating.

Is my second -in -command keeping a
close eye that things are done right?

Izzy had everything very well in hand
without me.

I'm afraid all I did was muck up your
newspaper.

You what?

I had no idea it meant so much to you.

What's Izzy been telling you?

He always used to read it first.

That was before my willowy bride took
captive my five senses.

What do we care for news of the world
now, hmm?

Oh, Clive.

I'll go. No, let me.

I brought this telegram for your father.
It's from a military academy.

Thank you.

Izzy, you're going to have to forgive me
sometime.

Please give me the telegram.

I know it was wrong of me to let people
think that I kissed you.

I'm sorry.

How many times do I have to say it?

I'll take that, young man.

Expelled for disciplinary reasons.

That impossible boy.

You don't know Morgan's side of it.

At least hear him before you judge,
Father. In the military, there's one

that of your superiors.

He's arriving on the 540 train.

He can walk home from the station. I
won't pick him up.

Your grandfather went to that school and
his father before him. I know what

they'd have done if I'd been expelled.

I wasn't expelled.

Your teachers beg to differ.

I forced them to send me home.

I hated it there.

We all have to do things we dislike.

The sooner you learn that, the better. I
told Father I wasn't cut out to be a

soldier. He won't listen.

May I?

Those drawings kept me sane.

I would have exploded otherwise.

They're very clever.

Left -handed Cray didn't think so.

Watch this.

Oh, blimey.

You didn't tell me that Morgan had a
talent for drawing.

Let me see that? Uh, no.

Why?

Oh,

our family portrait.

I want to work with you.

Downstairs.

Maybe you should go in there.

It would only make matters worse, I'm
afraid.

Your father's bark is worse than a bite.

We all know that.

Why can't our family ever be happy?

I'm not going back there! Who will start
work at once on a written apology to

Lieutenant Cray?

Yes, sir.

Whatever you say, sir.

Permission to be excused, sir.

I'd leave them for a bit.

They just need more time.

Muriel, can I see you a moment?

Of course, Clyde.

You did say for better or worse.

I do recall saying something of the
kind.

Magnus?

I'm glad that you're home.

No matter what father said.

I won't stay here for long.

You can't just run away.

I'm not a boy, Izzy.

I'm 18 years old.

If it's any consolation, he still treats
me like a child, too.

Mother was still alive.

She'd make him see.

We used to be a real family.

Our mother was an angel.

Not for our few photographs. I wouldn't
even know what she looked like.

Do you remember her sister?

Aunt Lillian?

She doesn't even send Christmas cards
anymore.

That's Father.

They quarreled or something.

What else did you know?

I wonder if Aunt Lillian would write me
back if I wrote her.

Just don't write her.

They'll just get Father all head up over
nothing.

Why shouldn't I write her? She's my
mother's sister.

Izzy, you look great.

What's got you down?

Nothing.

You and Morgan are moving on with your
lives.

Father's preoccupied with Muriel.

And I haven't spoke to Felix since he
made a fool of me.

Why would he do that?

I told all his friends that he kissed
me.

and announced at the Dominion Day picnic
in front of the entire town that it was

all a lie.

It was mortifying.

I think I should have a talk with Felix
King.

Arthur, don't do that.

Honestly, it would make matters worse.

Besides, it isn't Felix.

It's done something that I think is
going to make Father furious.

I've invited Aunt Lillian to come visit
from Boston.

Poor boy is...

Oh, be careful with that one. It's for
my niece.

I guess you're Miss Lillian Hepworth.

How clever of you to know my name.

You're to call this number at once. I
expect it's urgent.

Lord sent a marshal to shut us down, and
nothing I do can stop him.

What about my lawyer? Can't he do
anything?

Not until you pay your bill.

I just don't know what to do.

Take the day off and go shopping.

Buy yourself a pretty new frock and
charge it to me.

Take care of the luxuries and the
necessities. Take care of themselves.

Miss Hattworth, the disconnecting...

Miss Operator, connect me with Clive
Pettibone, please.

What's that?

Who... Your sister -in -law.

Didn't I told you she'd invited me?

Lillian?

You're where?

Keep your hat on. I'll be there.

Mike, don't tell. What have you done?

Planning a long stay, are you?

A woman can never have too many hats.
Ask any of my customers.

Did you make this one?

A Hepworth original.

Do you like it?

It's beautiful, Aunt Lillian.

Aunt Lillian.

Those words have a sweet music.

You'll find it's a bit cramped. Morgan's
home unexpectedly from school.

If only you'd wired, we might have been
more prepared.

Well, now, you mustn't blame Isolde for
my impulsiveness.

Her charming note arrived just as I felt
an overwhelming urge to escape.

The clamors of the city.

As I say, I don't know where we'll put
you.

Oh, I wouldn't dream of intruding. Just
drop me at the nearest hotel.

Here, I can take that for you.

I'm quite capable of carrying it myself,
Felix.

Give me a chance.

Excuse me, please.

Thank you.

What's the matter with young men these
days?

Good afternoon.

So, Lillian, shall we expect you for
dinner at 6 .30?

Oh, how quaint.

In Boston, we never dine before 8.

I'll see you later, Aunt Lillian. I
shall be over directly to spoil you,

Precious girl.

Would you sign the register, please,
Miss Hepburn?

And we do require that our guests leave
a deposit when they register.

Oh.

Of course.

Thank you.

And, um... You may fill in any amount
that you require.

Oh. Good afternoon.

Young man, please show me to my room.
Yes, ma 'am.

You like my niece, don't you, young man?

Oh, yes, I saw the way you looked at
her. I can spot romantic intrigue from a

moving Paris.

You have good taste, I'll say that for
you.

Isn't she amazing?

I think I can see a family with her,
bless me.

Oh, Morgan.

You were that high when I saw you last.

Well, Aunt Lillian.

You've grown so handsome.

You're the image of your mother.

It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss
Hepworth. And you, Mrs. Pettibone.

To a man, a hat is a felt or a straw.

Keep the heat in or the sun off.

But to a woman, a hat is a celebration
of her charm, a declaration

of her spirit, a signal tower of her
independence.

Did I mention that the great Mr.

Shaw has used my hat in his plays? Now
he knows the power of a charming little

chef. Oh, you mean George Bernard Shaw?

Yes.

a dear man.

He's proposed twice, but I had to turn
him down. It seems he was already

married.

I'm sorry to pull you away, Izzy, but I
could use your help in getting the lamb

out of the oven.

I do so admire the domestic arts.

Would that I had the patience.

Well, Muriel's had a career, too, as an
educator.

She was superintendent before father.

And she's traveled.

You were even on an archaeological dig
once, weren't you, Muriel?

Indeed. Well, I live the quiet life now.

I run the general store.

A grocer.

How interesting.

Well, I think that any work sincerely
done has its own dignity, don't you?

Quite. I know an archaeologist. Oh, he
takes me to dinner occasionally.

Howard Carter.

He's digging up some moldy Egyptian.

Hatshepsut. Yes. The poor man simply
adores me.

Really? Yes.

You have your mother's eyes.

Doesn't he, Clive?

I suppose.

I hear you also have her artistic gifts.

He draws rude pictures of his elders and
betters.

If you'll excuse me.

I have work to do.

Oh, Jessica would be so proud of you.

Girls today enjoy more freedom than any
other women in

history. More than your mother ever
dreamed possible.

Don't throw it away.

Don't you settle for a life of domestic
drudgery the way she did. How dare you

fill her mind with spiteful pranks.

I don't want that woman in this house.

Lizzie, dear, fetch my cloak.

I seem to have worn out my welcome.

And you?

Have I subjected you to a lifetime of
turmoil and drudgery?

You hear me complaining?

It won't be long now and the children
will be grown.

Then you'll only have to put up with me.

They grow up much too fast.

Sometimes it doesn't seem fast enough.

This was the summer we learned to sail.

The ocean was no match for your mother.

That father?

Yes.

Wasn't he a handsome brute?

No wonder your mother fell in love with
him.

Come in.

Oh, Isolde, if I'd known to expect you,
I would have ordered lunch for two.

Oh, I've already eaten. Please go ahead.

Bon appetit. Is that all you're having?

Oh, I'm not really hungry.

Would you bring the carriage around,
young man? I want you to take a

sightseeing. Yes, ma 'am.

Brought you a few things to make up for
myth birthdays.

Oh, these?

Yes.

Oh, Aunt Lillian.

Magnificent. Thank you. Oh, I'm glad you
like it.

You're, um...

Your mother wanted us to stay close. She
begged me to watch

out for you, but I, um... If

only

I could have been with you for her.

You're here now.

That woman seems to think you're her
personal servant. I hope she remembers

be suitably appreciative.

She doesn't believe in tipping.

Oh?

In this business, she gets to know
people.

I wouldn't expect a woman of her kind to
be miserly.

I don't know.

I've seen the way she pours over a menu.

I don't think she has very much money.

The carriage ready, young man?

Well, good afternoon. May I help you?

Yes, ma 'am. I have a delivery for Miss
Lillian Hepworth.

Would you know where I could find her?

Well, yes. She's staying here with us.

I was sent from the bailiff's office in
Charlottetown.

These notices were forwarded to the
office by a former employee of Miss

Hepworth. It's a very sensitive matter.
I must give them to her discreetly.

Well, I gladly accept them for her.

It's very important that Miss Hepworth
receive these immediately.

I'll see that she gets them straight
away.

Good day, ma 'am. Good day.

in the box to six, and this in eight.

Yes, sir.

Oh, Mrs. Pettibone.

May I help you? Mr. Tremaine.

Is Miss Hepworth in?

Not at present, I'm afraid. Could I pass
along a message?

Oh, dear, I... Perhaps I should wait.

Would you care for a chair, Mrs.
Pettibone? You seem pale. I hope you

unwell. Oh, no, no, thank you. I'm quite
well.

Mr.

Tremaine.

May I count on your discretion?

Without question.

These... These arrived this morning.

Forwarded by special post.

Creditors notices.

Past June.

Obviously, this is sensitive.

Relations are already strained between
my husband and Miss Hepworth.

Don't give it another thought.

I'll see Miss Hepworth gets a mail.

Thank you, Mr. Tremaine.

Yes, is this Boston Prudential Trust?

The manager, please.

Simon Tremaine of the White Sands Hotel,
Prince Edward Island.

It concerns the financial viability of
one of my guests.

I'll just tell Muriel that we're going.

Why don't you look beautiful?

Aunt Lillian brought me these from
Boston.

Aunt Lillian says the woman owes it to
herself to dress beyond her means.

Izzy, your Aunt Lillian is well
-intentioned, but her world is very

different from Avonlea.

Aunt Lillian is my mother's sister. Of
course she is, and you should get to

one another, but... Izzy, your Aunt
Lillian is

charming and creative and...

She has a wonderful flair for a story,
but... And please, don't take me wrong.

You mustn't take everything that she
says at face value.

You can't say that!

Aunt Lillian is my flesh and blood, and
you're only... Just the woman your

father married.

Is that what you were going to say?

There's so many things your mother would
want us to do together.

She'd want me to take you to the ballet.

I've never been to a ballet before. Oh,
my dear, we must rectify that as soon as

possible. Oh, I'd love to see Swan Lake.

Swan Lake at Shell Goose.

Oh, I envy you.

So many delights in store.

Your first opera.

Oh, and the theater and salons and cafes
and romance.

Oh, to show romance.

Take me with you, Aunt Lillian. Oh, my
dear.

Your life is so exciting.

You can teach me so much. Oh, I don't
know.

You can take me to plays and concerts.

Show me how to behave among polite
society.

Introduce me to George Bernard Shaw.

Oh, yes, I'm sure he'd be delighted.

And you'll take me?

Well, Clive would never permit it.

He only wants to be alone with Muriel
anyway.

Can't wait till I leave home.

He said this?

Last night.

I heard him.

You poor thing.

Please, Aunt Lillian.

Isn't it what Mother would have wanted?

Aren't you coming inside?

You have to tell Father I'm going with
you.

Oh, yes, I suppose I do.

Young man, I'll call for the carriage if
I need it.

Is he?

What is it, Felix?

I'll, uh... I'll just wait back at the
hotel.

What? The devil she is.

You're not fit to take care of a cat,
let alone a child.

I'm not a child.

And I asked her to take me.

Might I remind you that Jessica
entrusted Isolde to me? You gave up on

quickly enough. Oh, that's not fair.

Don't talk to me about fair.

You were too busy with society to be
bothered with your sister's children.

I was alone.

I couldn't manage. You were
irresponsible.

You always were. You always will be.
People say... They change, Clive, they

change. But not you.

You're as rigid and unfeeling as ever.
Stop it.

Just stop it, everybody.

Your differences are your own concern.

But for heaven's sakes, both of you,
think about Izzy.

You cannot pick and choose when you want
to be a part of a child's life.

Izzy, since you're now, because you
think she's alone, she still needs

to depend.

I let her go for my life once.

No way.

You can't bully her. They both love you,
Izzy.

I'm sure they never intended to upset
you.

Please go away.

I know.

I'm sorry.

I'm afraid I'm not going away.

I'm here to stay.

Oh, see.

Why is it that things always seem to get
off track between us whenever your

father's at home?

He can't treat me like a child anymore.

I'm nearly 16. I want to go live with
that Lillian.

Are you sure she's in a position to take
you? She said so.

And are you sure that you really want to
go?

Yes.

Very well, then.

I'll speak to your father.

Do you want me to go?

No.

Not a bit.

But you're right.

I think you should make your own
decisions.

If Izzy wants to come with me, I'm not
going to tell her no.

No matter what else it is you want to
do, Leave my child alone.

What a pickle, huh?

Father can have Muriel.

Two of them can live out here by
themselves without me.

Oh, Iz, I don't think he doesn't want
you to live with him anymore.

I overheard him telling Muriel that
everything would be better if I wasn't

around.

He's just shaken still by my dismissal.

That's why he's been treating everyone
so miserably.

I'm tired of father railing off the drop
of a hat.

He doesn't even act like we're family
anymore.

It's all my fault.

I hated that bloody military academy to
the point where I couldn't think

straight anymore.

I want to follow my own dreams, not
father's.

What I'd really like to do is to become
a teacher.

Then you have to tell him you want to do
so.

Just like I told him I wanted to go to
Boston.

He doesn't often listen to reason.

Maybe it's best if I just slip away
quietly.

Maybe Aunt Lillian will give me a hand.

You two need help making Father see your
point of view?

You mustn't be afraid of him.

I've written that letter of apology.

Good.

Good.

Is that all? You haven't even signed it.

I'll sign that if you sign this.

Dalhousie University.

I'm enrolling in the liberal arts
program.

Are you indeed?

And how do you propose to pay for your
tuition?

I'll seek employment in Halifax.

I'll put myself through.

I won't ask for anything from you.

I order you to sign that apology.

I refuse the order, sir.

Good morning, Lise.

Oh, Felix.

Just picking up a few things for Pierre
LaPierre.

I'll get these for you.

It's not every day the hotel orders from
the local general store.

Well, thank you. That's very kind of
you.

How are you, Izzy?

Something I can help you with, Mr. King?

Not particularly.

Miss Hepworth is a... is a remarkable
guest.

You're privileged to have someone who
can lavish you in such expensive gifts.

They are beautiful, aren't they?

Quite a renowned woman in Boston. I know
I'm going to have a splendid time.

Izzy, she's, uh... She's what?

Felix, can't you see that I'm busy at
the moment?

Is that for Miss Hepworth? She likes her
breakfast in bed.

Does she indeed?

Well, I have something else to deliver.

Her bill.

I want her out now.

Uh, Mr. Tremaine, don't be too hard on
her. She is this is aunt.

The woman's a charlatan. I just don't
want you to humiliate Miss Hepworth.

Let me take the bill to her.

And those creditor's notes.

Very well.

Yes? I've brought your morning coffee,
Miss Hepworth.

Young man.

Come in.

Would you put it on the table?

And would you, um, open the curtains for
me?

What's this?

Your bill.

Two nights accommodation, two
breakfasts, one luncheon, one dinner,

service items, and two days rental of
carriage and driver.

$22?

Young man, I have no intention of
checking out at this moment.

I'm afraid, Miss Hepworth, you have no
choice.

The management insists that you settle
this now.

I'll write you a check.

I'm sorry, but I'm afraid we can't
accept your check.

The management has taken the liberty of
contacting your bank.

He's arrived for you yesterday.

Whoever it is, go away.

I'm sorry to intrude, Miss Hepworth, but
I really do think we need to talk.

Felix, could you excuse us for a few
moments, please?

Please don't trouble yourself. I've all
seen them.

I've told Clive nothing of this.

Thank you.

Won't you sit down?

Would you like some coffee? No, no,
thank you.

I'll pack immediately.

And, um...

You can tell Mr. Tremaine that I'll pay
him just as soon as I'm able.

I'm in the process of selling my shop to
pay my debt.

Oh, it seems young women no longer care
what they put on their heads.

A trend I consider most regrettable.

No.

No, no, it isn't fashion's fault.

I've no one to blame but myself. I've
made such a mess of things.

What I don't understand is...

Why you felt the need to waltz in and
put on such a big show in the first

Because I couldn't admit to my maddening
brother -in -law that I was a failure.

I can't stand that self -satisfied look
he gets when he's been proven right. I'm

sorry. I realize I'm talking about your
husband.

That's all right. I know the look that
you mean.

Still, that doesn't excuse the way
you've misled Izzy.

How could you possibly hope to take her
with you to Boston?

No, that wasn't my idea, but I... I'm
not going to say no to the sweet girl.

I mean, she's my sister's daughter.
Those children, they're all I have left

her. They're like pieces of me that I
never realized were missing.

I want to keep Izzy a part of my life.

Lillian, children always go their own
way in the end.

That's a lesson I've learned very well
during my years as a schoolteacher.

But what if I tell Izzy everything and
she still wants to go?

Well, that's the way it'll be then.

But... I'd give it all another think if
I were you.

Thank you for being me.

Take care now.

Good morning.

Mail, my darling.

Oh, thank you.

Clive.

Clive.

Can we talk about the children?

What's to discuss, Mira? Life will go
on, like clockwork.

Clive, I... I know that you feel the
military has given you a...

The whole foundation with which to
address every single aspect of your

things are not quite so simple for the
rest of us. Oh, my dear.

The children have not always benefited.

The military instills respect and forces
discipline.

It helps them plot the right course of
action in their lives.

Clive, the children are not military
maneuvers.

Don't you think it's time to...

Well, to loosen your hold just a little.

I've always thought that the main duty
of a parent was to love a child

unconditionally and then to push that
child forward into the world to live his

or her own life.

I just don't want to see them make
mistakes.

You've taught them well.

Have faith.

Let them come to their own conclusions.

Be honest now.

Do you really think parents always know
what's best for their own children?

What are they going to do?

Morgan's ruined any chance at a
respectable career. Izzy wants to go,

traipsing off to Boston with that bird
brain thinking she's joining high

society. Let them make their own
mistakes. I promise you they'll thank

it.

And you'll see.

In the end, they'll do what's right.

Father? Hello.

What brings you over our way?

I come as ambassador for Morgan.

Really?

Dale, Housie is a good school.

I know that.

Father, we have to be able to reach some
mid -ground here.

I know you only want what's best for
Morgan, but he's miserable because he

please you.

After all, Father, he only wants to
follow in your footsteps.

My footsteps?

Not as a soldier, as an educator.

Morgan thinks you might want to be a
teacher.

A teacher?

He'd have to knuckle down and study.

I know that, Father.

I redrafted my apology to sound more
sincere.

A teacher, eh?

An art teacher.

I see.

Well...

You might just make a good one.

You've been staying in Boston for one
month.

So it's against my better judgment.

Thank you, Father.

No doubt your aunt will try to poison
your mind against me.

I won't let her.

I'm afraid if I force you to stay, I'll
lose you.

I couldn't bear that, Izzy.

If you want to go, the choice is yours.

Izzy, Izzy, please, just one minute.
Felix, whatever you're trying to say.

can't go to Boston.

And why can't I?

Well, that's not what I meant.

It's just that you don't belong in a big
city. You won't fit in with a crowd

like that.

You're not stuck up and sophisticated.

You're like an ocean breeze.

Not that you smell like fish or
anything.

Oh, Izzy.

Izzy, dear, there you are.

I really do need to talk to you. I have
to return to Boston quite suddenly.

Father said I could go.

He did?

It won't take me that long to pack.

After all, what do I have to take?

I suppose for Boston, I'll need all new
things.

Yes, I suppose you will. It'll be a
whole new me.

You don't need a whole new you.

Felix, really.

No. I don't think you need to change
anything.

I think you are perfect the way you are.

Well, I do.

The way you dress.

The way you look.

I think you're perfect.

Don't go, Ed.

Stay here with me.

Yeah.

We really do have to talk.

Does this mean you don't want me to come
with you?

Oh, Izzy, no!

No! Oh, no.

I haven't given up on my millinery shop
yet.

And I'm going to go back and fight for
it.

But it's going to be a bit of a
struggle. Not all the glamour that I

You don't know George Bernard Shaw?

Well, he was in the shop once.

Although I guess he never really
proposed. It was more of a flirtatious

Or a nervous tick.

There's something I want you to know.

Your father loves you very much.

The military was his whole life when he
gave up his career to make a home for

you and the boys.

It was wrong of me to resent him.

And it would be wrong of me.

to misrepresent him to you.

Was my mother very like you?

In looks, maybe a little.

But otherwise, we were quite different.

Truthfully, do you know who she was very
like?

Who?

Muriel.

Izzy, what is it?

I'm sorry.

Well, whatever for?

I've been horrible towards you.

We've all been going through a bit of a
time, haven't we?

Well, Izzy, have you made up your mind
about going to Boston?

I don't want to go.

I thought you didn't want me here.

Didn't want you here?

You mean more to me than my own life.

Oh, my dear.

Young man, I should like to know your
views on women's suffrage.

Are you for or against?

For, I suppose.

And do you believe that a woman is
entitled to pursue a career if she so

desires?

Why not?

Your answers are most satisfactory.

Won't you stay on and visit, Lillian?
No, no, no.

My creditors seem to require my
attention.

Izzy, you see me to the whistle stop?

Let me look once more into Jessica's
eyes.

Goodbye, Lillian.

Lillian, the children need to know all
of their family. I hope you'll stay in

touch. Is this your influence?

Arthur Morgan and Izzy are very
fortunate to have you back in their

Oh, you're a very lucky man, Clive.

Twice in your life you've married a
woman much too good for you.

I'm not going to argue.

Thank you for wanting me to stay.

I couldn't imagine what it would be like
if you left.

I've been thinking about when you told
everybody that we kissed.

There's really only one way to erase a
white lie.