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Oh, yes, this is very... very promising, Alistair. I thought so.

The new factory is to be based just outside Berlin.

Oh, that's excellent.

Yes, I think you may indicate that the bank is willing to make a substantial

investment.

Profits, however, don't seem to be the concern of Mrs. Raptor and Ben.

And I'm afraid they've fallen badly behind again with the repayments on

loan. Well, then, regrettably, we shall just have to foreclose.

It'll drive them into bankruptcy, of course.

Banks would do quite well out of saleable assets.

Well, I think that's all. Oh, apart from the House of Elliot checks for your

signature. Oh, yes, of course.

Wint bringing them in regularly, is he?

Yes, although one would hardly say he manages it with much grace.

Really? Well, perhaps we could consider saving him the trouble.

After all, who knows how long the House of Elliot will be in business.

I was rather hoping this coat would be ready for Lady Exton's fitting tomorrow.

Oh, it will be. It's just that it took me longer to cut than I thought.

I must admit, I'm not a patch on Florence when it comes to cutting for

wear. I could really do with a proper tailor to take over.

Has anyone seen Miss Evie this morning?

Oh, no, she ain't been in since I arrived.

She wasn't in the flat when I knocked earlier.

I expected her to be here by now.

Jack. Sorry about keeping you waiting.

Oh, thank you, Lily.

And some coffee, perhaps?

Come on through.

I was a little late arriving this morning.

Came down from Montfort Hall.

Montfort? Elizabeth Well, I hope.

Yes.

Jack.

I spent the weekend at the Mill Cottage with Evangeline.

Oh, Evie, there you are.

I expected you hours ago.

I need to talk to you about Dorian.

I never thought I'd find myself being unfaithful.

But then again, I've never felt like this before.

You'll be careful, won't you? I'd hate to see either of them hurt, Elizabeth or

Evie.

Well, they're late to be saying that, I suppose.

It's my fault. I shouldn't have told you where she'd be.

I don't suppose that in the end, anything would have kept us apart.

Even though I should anticipate the possible consequences.

For your career, apart from anything else.

Believe me, Jack, I know.

So, Beatrice is well, I'm glad.

You said on the telephone there was something I might help you with.

Thank you, Lily.

Oh, yes, yes.

If you were kind enough to refer me to a company lawyer, would you?

I wondered if you'd take a look for yourself.

As you know, they're referred to some dealings handled by the Gillespie

Bank.

She thinks they say there's some cause for concern.

Oh?

I take it you enjoyed the cottage.

Yes, very much.

Oh, Bea, I didn't thank you for the use of it. Thank you.

Did you and Jack have a good weekend?

It was all right, I suppose, but you do realise, Evie, if Sir Royne is

dishonest, this could have all sorts of implications for the house of Elliot.

That's why Jack has gone to see Alexander.

Alexander? Lord Montford.

Evie, this is serious.

And perhaps the jot looser so as not to restrict the diaphragm. Of course.

Thank you, Tilly.

I saw your last concert in Twaspa. The Donizetti songs were superb.

How kind.

I keep coming back to this one.

But I'm not sure it isn't too young for me. Oh, nonsense, Elizabeth.

It would suit you perfectly.

And it's ideal for your charity ball.

I'm not sure.

Oh, Evangeline.

Alexander does always say that ivory suits me.

But I think it's too frivolous for me. What do you think?

No, I don't think so.

Well, there is always the grey silk.

Or was that design you were working on last week, Evie, the one you took to the

cottage to finish?

I'm sorry, the black marroquin, that would suit Elizabeth, wouldn't it?

Um... Grace, I didn't know you were here.

Elizabeth.

I see you're ordering some more creations to add to your exquisite

Naturally. And don't tell me you're not here to order something sumptuous for

yourself. Of course.

But my concert appearance has demanded it.

Well, maybe I can persuade you to wear something in a good cause. It's just

seeing you has given me an idea.

Another of your charitable efforts.

Well, we could sell an awful lot more tickets if you'd agree to be guest of

honour. And perhaps sing.

I'd love to.

It's the 30th of next month.

Yes, I'll be back in England then. Oh, that's wonderful.

You'll buy some tickets, won't you? I certainly will. And Alice is a music

lover. I'd be delighted, especially if Miss Vosper's singing.

And Evangeline.

You'll come, won't you?

Um, I'm not sure. It rather depends.

You do.

Alexandra and I have hardly seen you since your visit to Montfort Hall.

Oh, Evie, you'll go, won't you?

Yes, of course I will.

Put the trimmings ready for Lady Exton's fitting.

Seems I've read full of jolly robins today.

Yeah, well, it's full of something, anyway.

Or somebody.

Oh, plastic!

Did you not have a word with Miss Bea about getting a tailor?

Yeah, they're trying to find one.

I can manage the straightforward stuff, but since the last collection, they're

all ordering the tailored day wear.

Yeah, well, at least it keeps us all in work, though, eh?

Mr. and Mrs. Maddox and Miss Elliot, your bonkers.

Jack.

Beatrice.

Good to see you.

Evangeline, how are you?

Nervous. I didn't realize the Treasury could be so intimidating.

And Jack, did say you sounded serious on the telephone.

That's because I've made some rather serious discoveries.

Do sit down.

Broadly, my preliminary inquiries appear to confirm what you thought, Jack.

Depositors' money has been drawn off into other company accounts, all of

exist in name only, and all of which have Ralph Soroyan named as director.

That's tantamount to stealing.

There is another worrying aspect, as far as the House of Elliot's concerned.

Well, I can't believe it could get any worse.

Are you saying that he's already defrauded the House of Elliot? Not that

would appear.

But we did find that quite a few legitimate companies have been taken

the bank.

when they failed to meet the somewhat rigorous rates of repayment on loans

they'd been made.

Like the loan we have.

Is that what Sir Royan is trying to do, take us over?

That may be his ultimate aim.

But, Alexander, can't the Treasury stop him?

I'm afraid at this point the Treasury couldn't become involved.

I don't understand. Jack has already brought you proof.

Is it not enough?

How damning as it may seem, there may be ways that this could be explained away.

I'm sorry, Beatrice.

But for me as a government minister, or the Treasury as a body to become

involved, we really would need much more evidence before an official inquiry or

a referral to the police.

In other words, both the institutions you represent are totally ineffectual.

See, I am sure Alexander is trying to help.

That's all right, Evangeline.

In a way, Beatrice is right.

Without more substantial evidence, my hands are tied.

I could try and get you more. It would certainly help.

Without it, the consequences of undertaking an official investigation

Bankers, highly regarded as Gillespie Soroyan, could be calamitous. Meanwhile,

we sit and wait for calamity to fall on everything that we have worked for.

Thank you very much, Alexander.

Sorry. Thank you, Alexander.

If I can, I will bring you more proof.

I want to help, if I can.

I know.

I've missed you.

When will I see you again?

You do want to see me again.

Do you imagine I think of anything but being with you?

I must go. When will I hear from you?

Thank you very much.

Well,

confident enough.

Although we do need a tailor with experience.

Well, this next applicant's done a promising, Evie.

Oh, I'm not even sure we should be thinking of employing anyone, Evie, with

things as uncertain as they are. Bea, we have enough orders to merit a tailor

cutter.

I suppose you're right, but I just hate the fact that we or anyone we employ is

going to face an uncertain future.

Bea, we can't know what will happen. We can only carry on as we are.

I suppose so.

The next applicant has arrived, Miss Elliot.

Show him in, please, Joseph.

Would you like to come through?

Honestly, Agnes.

That one looks just like Valentino in it. Thank you, several. Too young, then.

Miss B and Miss E will be looking for someone who knows what they're doing.

Aren't we all?

Oh, Agnes, don't you ever learn?

Do I take it your friend at the Treasury wasn't much help then, Mr Maddox?

He would genuinely like to be, but...

I'm afraid what he really needs are the auditors' accounts for these fictitious

companies.

Well, it wouldn't be as easy as last time.

They'll be in Sir Ryan's private office.

I'm not asking you to do it, Joseph.

I'll do it, not least for Sir Desmond's memory.

He was a fine man.

I know you never thought he was dishonest.

That I'll never believe.

Beatrice and Evie, myself, we do greatly value what you've done for us, but none

of us could or would ask you to take any more risk on our behalf.

I know that, Mr Maddox.

Let's just say I'll see what I can do.

Now, Miss Vosper thinks she's decided to wear the black georgette for the

charity concert, so perhaps we could finish that one first. Right, but I'll

the others ready just in case she changes her mind. Very good.

Excuse me, ladies.

That one suit you then, Agnes?

Oh, no.

I wouldn't want to sit looking at him all day.

like this one.

Oh, and that one.

That's a beautiful cut.

Look, how about hands?

I'm very impressed by his attitude.

He's a lot of experience, Evie.

Well,

there's no contest, really.

I think you're right.

But to be on the safe side, I think we offer a three -month trial period just

begin with. Agreed.

Well, that's settled, then.

Good morning, ladies.

Good morning.

Everyone, this is Mr. Charles Kwan, who is joining us, as from today, as Taylor

Catter.

This is Madge Althorpe, our head of workroom. How do you do?

And Tilly Foss, our head censor.

How do you do?

Ladies?

Hello?

Oh, Bea, it's you.

For the collection? Well, yes, I've... Had a few ideas. Nothing definite at the

moment, though.

That sounds good.

B, would you mind if we spoke about this tomorrow?

I could put the whole morning aside. We could discuss it properly then.

Good. All right, well, I'll see you in the morning, then.

Good night.

Good, you're home.

I've just been talking to Evie about the collection.

We're going to start in earnest on it tomorrow.

Good. At least one of us will be occupied over the coming month.

Jack, what's the matter?

The cinema audiences aren't interested in a half -beaten story anymore. Not

according to the studio, anyhow.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Couldn't you show it to somebody else?

It's the same everywhere.

Studios here aren't even making that many pictures anymore. Everyone's

to... Hollywood or Germany.

And when they do make one, they're only interested in mass audience appeal.

Well, I suppose they do have to cater to people's tastes. They are not catering

to people's tastes, Bea. They are creating a taste for mediocrity.

You think I'm being self -indulgent?

No, I just think you're taking what is, after all, your first setback rather

badly.

Because I want my work to have some merit.

Jack, let's not quarrel. No, no, no, no. Mustn't get too emotional with each

other, must we? No. Let's not talk about anything. It actually matters.

I just don't think you want to discuss this rationally, that's all.

Perhaps tomorrow we can talk properly. Seems highly unlikely.

Can't actually remember when we last did.

Are you sure you can't stay for breakfast?

I'm sorry.

I have to go.

Because I must learn to get used to this.

I love you, Evie.

And I will get used to it.

If I was an honorable man, I wouldn't let you.

I'd end this right now for your sake.

You are honorable.

It doesn't feel much like it.

Do you still love Elizabeth?

I don't want to destroy her.

And a scandal would destroy us all.

Do you want me to finish this?

No.

No, if you can bear not to.

No, I can't.

When will I see you again? Tonight?

No.

I can't even say when.

Well, if you're here, Raleigh.

Yes. I thought I'd catch up with some paperwork. It's easier when it's quiet.

Well, don't let me disturb you.

There.

That all seems to be in order.

Are you off to the bank right away, Joseph?

Yes, Miss Elliot, unless there's anything else.

No. I just hate the fact that every cheque I write has to be countersigned

Thoreau, and that's all, Joseph.

So do I, Miss Elliot.

But it could have its advantages.

Thank you, Wint.

I'll pass them on to Mr. Soroyan for signature.

Yes, Mr. Weaver.

There. That went quick.

Cutting isn't just a skill, Madge. It's an art.

One has to move with the design.

If the garment is to sweep, one must sweep along with it. Not according to

old Florence.

Oh, she was a stickler.

Like this little alteration, she'd make you redo the whole twirl.

She got knocked down, you know, by a car right outside.

Yeah, so I understand.

Most unfortunate.

By sad coincidence, the first Mrs Quant succumbs to an automobile accident.

Oh, that's terrible.

So, you're married again, then?

I mean, you said the first, Mrs Kwong.

Not yet, Madge.

But I am just about to.

Unless something untoward should get in the way of my plans.

Well, I must say, Charles Quance is proving a very good investment.

Hmm?

Oh, yes, he is.

Evie, are you doing anything tonight?

No. Well, I'm not sure.

Well, why not come to supper?

We could make an evening of it.

Bea, would you mind very much if I didn't?

I was, um, thinking of doing some work on the collection this evening.

Oh, well, I shan't disturb you from that.

Good night, then.

Good night.

I'll hand these over to my friend at the Treasury as soon as I can.

I hope they help, Mr Maddox.

I don't think my nerves would stand up to another mission of that sort.

It's much appreciated, believe me.

Now, don't misinterpret this, Joseph, but I would like to thank you properly

all you've done.

I couldn't possibly, Mr Maddox. Please.

Use it to treat the family.

I know you mean it well, Mr Maddox, but I'd really rather not.

It'll be all the reward I need if those files implicate Sir Royan.

I found the rag -tip and band -aids you were asking for.

Oh, thank you, Ernest. By the way, could you let me have the Prescott and

company file and the Wakeford file when you finish with them?

But I don't have them.

Well, I think you must have. At least they're not in the cabinet.

That's odd.

I'll have them checked.

I'm grateful.

Well, I mustn't keep you.

Evangeline. Is she well?

You haven't seen her?

Too tied up, mostly.

She is still intending on going to this charity concert of Elizabeth's.

As far as I know.

I hope so.

Can't be easy for you.

You haven't... I mean, you haven't discussed it with Beatrice, my

with Evie.

These days, Beatrice and I discuss very little of any consequence, I'm afraid.

Both too busy, you know.

No, you needn't worry. I shan't discuss it with anyone.

It's hardly my business.

Now, my lords, ladies and gentlemen, I understand you are to be offered

amounts of champagne as an inducement to donate stupendous amounts to this

evening's very worthy cause.

Come along, my dear. I want you to meet the ambassador.

I think it's gone very well, don't you, Alexander?

Good evening, Alexander.

You've worked very hard to make it, if it's so.

Come along, Ralph.

I doubt you'll look so relaxed once the police investigation gets underway.

There is to be one.

I passed them the files you gave me.

It seemed to be what they needed.

But I'm not at liberty to say any more just now.

Yes, it's been marvellous, and everyone's been so generous. It's been a

success. Elizabeth.

Oh, no, thank you, darling.

But look, Evangeline is all on her own.

She hasn't got an escort, and I'm not sure how many people she knows.

Well, if you're sure.

Yes, I am.

Go and introduce her to some people.

Please. Thank you.

Jack, aren't you working on a new film at the moment? Not at the moment.

I do have something in mind.

It's still rather vague, but it has possibilities.

You haven't a drink.

Thank you.

Oh, and there's someone I should very much like you to meet.

Of course.

You don't mind, do you? Not at all.

I shan't keep her long.

Jack, I didn't know you had a project in mind.

I haven't.

But you know as well as I do how important it is to keep up appearances.

I'm not sure this isn't worse than not seeing you at all.

When will we see each other again properly?

I'm hoping to be able to get away on Thursday evening.

I'm thinking, if you can manage to get away for a weekend, you should go to the

cottage. I hadn't thought about it. Bea, we need to talk.

Tuesday will be fine. Then Tuesday it is.

And I did so enjoy the concert the other night, Miss Watford.

Not quite so much as the young Miss Elliot, I think.

But perhaps that had more to do with the company she was in than with my

singing.

I'm not sure that I understand you.

Oh, come now, Alice.

There are definite sparks when she and Alexander Montford are with one another.

Oh, no, no, no. I really don't think so.

That's quite absurd.

So it wouldn't be politic to spread any rumours. Rather late for that, I'm

afraid.

I've already heard comments, shall we say.

I'm afraid we'll need the key to the cabinet as well, sir.

We do have authority from the highest level to remove all files necessary to

investigation, sir.

Yes, well, we shall see just how high your authority goes when my call to the

Treasury comes through.

Alexander!

I asked to be put through to Lord Monmouth.

I understand.

Ralph Theroyan.

Will you please tell him that it's extremely urgent if I speak to him?

Thank you.

The key, sir, if I may.

Thank you, Alice.

You caught that Lady Mourner's appointment. Has she made another?

No, I'm afraid not.

She said she'd be patronising another house in the future.

Alice, what on earth went wrong?

It really wasn't my fault.

Well, it's patently obvious. Something must have happened to drive her away.

You do know, don't you?

Alice, I want to know.

There are rumours concerning Miss Evangeline and her relationship with

Montford.

Evie and Alexander Montford? But that's preposterous.

And I'd have thought better of you, Alison, that you choose to believe such

idle, not to say dangerous, tittle -tattle.

I wouldn't have, except that the rumours have been confirmed by my own

observation.

Some weeks ago, I saw Lord Montford leaving the flat early one morning.

I didn't think you knew.

And I really wouldn't have mentioned it.

It's just that word is spreading.

And a scandal could do both your sister and the house of Elliot a great deal of

harm.

Please don't think ill of me, Miss Elliot.

But since you pressed me, I felt you should know.

Thank you, Alice.

Thank you, sir.

This is exactly what to look for. They can't have.

Not unless someone lets something slip.

I'd hardly incriminate myself.

You? You've been talking to anyone?

Of course not.

So why are they so suspicious?

I don't know, but I intend to find out.

If we keep our heads, we can see this through.

Don't worry, I will talk to Mumford.

She won't miss it all quite amicably.

I think between the two of us, we are coming very close to what we need for

collection.

Evie, we need to talk.

Of course.

I do realise some of these designs need refining. Not about the collection.

About Alexander.

Are you having an affair?

Did Jack tell you?

Jack knows.

Bea, we love each other.

Love? Is that what you call it? Yes.

And what's the rest of the world going to think, Evie? Have you asked yourself

that?

What has this got to do with the rest of the world?

Alexander loves me for the first time in my life. I know that this is right.

How can it be right, Evie? He is married.

Have you any idea of the habit this could wreak?

What about Elizabeth?

Her position in society?

Alexander's career?

Us?

We know the risks we're taking.

Oh, you do?

So you realise you could end up being dragged through divorce court, cited as

-respondent, forever surrounded by gossip.

And what effect will that have on the business, Evie?

The business?

That is all you ever think about, your precious house of Elliot.

It's more to you than anything or anybody, even your own husband. How dare

How dare I what? Speak the truth?

Well, at least...

Jack still recognizes love and happiness, even if you don't.

And I am grateful to Jack for bringing Alexandra and me together.

because surely this truth of the miners' union can't hold for much longer.

And it's a cold commitment from Port D.

Gentlemen.

Alexander, might I have a private word?

As a matter of fact, I was just about to go into dinner.

Oh, this won't take a moment.

I just wondered if you'd go through any light on this ridiculous investigation.

I knew if I had a word with you... Forgive me, but the matter is now in

hands and not one that I can or would wish to discuss when I'm at leisure.

Good. You're home.

I got something special on the go for supper.

Well, you seem in a good mood. I am.

I've been working on some new ideas.

I thought it might have been your role as matchmaker

that's put you in such a good mood.

So Evie was telling the truth when she said you were instrumental in bringing

her and Alexander together. No, I was not instrumental. I happened to mention

Alexander that Evie would be at the cottage, no more than that.

Our cottage?

You let them use our cottage for their liaison?

Just how irresponsible can you be?

Do you realise what you've done?

I can't believe you didn't foresee the consequences of this. Can't you really?

You astound me. After all, you're the one who's always telling me how

irresponsible I am.

But not to tell me, Jack. How could I, even if I'd wanted to?

We never see each other, let alone talk.

The police have demanded the Berlin files.

How?

How could they possibly know about that? How could they know about any of it?

Well, this will damn us for sure. Too late to get rid of them now.

In any case, the worst thing we can be seen to be doing is panicking.

Maria.

What is this?

I'll have these sent for you.

Aren't you being somewhat over -hasty, my dear?

Hasty departures are sometimes the wisest, Ralph, and I really do think,

the circumstances, this is one of those times.

You disappoint me.

You've been listening to rumours.

It isn't a problem when people listen to rumours, Ralph, only if they believe

them.

It really is hard to buy loyalty, isn't it?

Bye, Ralph.

This is a bonus.

I didn't think you'd be able to get away tonight. You know I spent as much time

with you as I can.

I know.

How are things between you and Beatrice?

Distinctly cool.

Although she does seem to have cheered a little since the Florian investigation.

Evie, I don't want to alarm you, but... Well, I think you and Beatrice should be

warned. About what?

They will arrest Thorion, won't they? Oh, most certainly, but that may not be

the end of the matter as far as you and Beatrice are concerned.

Financially, I mean.

To put it bluntly, the bank's affairs are in a state of collapse.

You mean we could lose our money?

Evie, I'm doing everything I can to make sure that the House of Elliot doesn't

become a victim.

But, well, yes, I think you should be prepared to face the worst.

Alexander thought we should know.

We could lose everything.

Well, he did say that he couldn't be sure, but apparently Sir Ryan's left

with the bank in such a mess.

Bea, I don't think there's anything more that Alexander can tell us if you think

you're going to see him.

I'm not, but I can't just sit here while everything crashes about our ears,

Evie.

I'm going to be Sir Ryan, and I think you should come with me. Bea, what good

can that do?

I don't know, but there must be something, some way he can make sure he

drag the house of Elliot down with him. All right.

Let's get Jack to go with us. No, I'll go alone if you won't come with me

How very unexpected.

May I offer you anything?

Yes.

An assurance, perhaps, that our business will not be destroyed by your

dishonesty.

Oh, do please sit down.

You have dragged our affairs into a criminal investigation. We just need to

that we're not going to suffer for it.

Do you really imagine, when my own reputation is at stake, that I would

myself with the affairs of a couple of frockmakers?

You're as naive as Gillespie.

How dare you even mention his name?

Sir Desmond took his own life because of your dishonesty.

He was weak, he was sentimental, and he was a fool.

I think his death was probably a merciful release.

If Sir Desmond had nothing to fear, why did he kill himself?

There'd be no reason.

There's no evidence.

There's no evidence to implicate me in his death.

He murdered me.

I don't think that the police will find this quite so amusing.

The speculation of two women?

They may. They may.

Not if they have reason to look for evidence.

And we intend to make sure they do.

Come on, Evie.

How could you do this to us?

Evie?

Ladies?

Sorry, my dear.

And there was something I wanted to talk to you about.

It's this mess at the Gillespie Soroyan Bank.

A lot of people are going to lose a great deal.

The Elliotters is among them, I understand.

Hmm.

Actually, it was then that I wanted to talk to you about.

That is one of them.

Evangeline.

Oh?

Well, it's just that I overheard the silliest thing.

Do look at me, Alexander.

It's hard enough to have a conversation without your head being stuffed in some

government papers or whatever they are. I'm sorry.

You overheard something you said?

Some Vasco got it, that's all.

Only it isn't the first.

And it is well disturbing to hear one's husband's name being bandied about.

Oh? In what context?

Not a very nice one.

Rumour has it that you're having an affair with Evangeline Elliot.

Alexander?

Are you having an affair with Evangeline?

Never could lie to me, could you?

Elizabeth. No.

Not now.

Not now.

Yes.

The chief constable.

Yes, he's very well put him through.

Yes.

Not good news, I'm afraid.

It appears that Zoroian has escaped to rest.

Well, can't he be traced?

Perhaps. But it's not likely he can be brought back into the country to face

trial. He's left the country? So it would seem.

And I'd be surprised if he hasn't already been given a completely new

I have no doubt he's amongst friends who can arrange such things.

I find it hard to believe a man like him has friends.

Not so surprising when you know who those friends might be.

During police investigations, we found that Soroyan had profited immensely from

the war.

Some of those profits emanated from connections he had in Germany, profits

had originally helped set up the bank, without, I may say, Sir Desmond's

knowledge. The traitor is worth a thief.

We also discovered that some of the bank's money is still being invested in

manufacturing over there.

Then clearly Germany is where he's headed for.

Yes.

Bringing him back to face charges, well, as I said, it's unlikely.

Even when the charge is murder?

He did all but confess to killing Sir Desmond.

There must be some way of bringing him to justice for it. But Bea, despite any

extradition agreement, Alexander's already explained how difficult it would

to find him, let alone bring him back.

What I can do, in the light of what you've told me, is to make it public

your late godfather was innocent of any fraud or malpractices.

It's a posthumous exoneration.

It's better than nothing, Bea.

But what of the living? Where does this leave us as far as the House of Elliot's

finances are concerned?

Well, the loan you had from the bank can be written off, but it's entirely

possible that your savings and investments can never be retrieved.

Well, we still have the business.

For how much longer, I wonder?

As if we haven't enough difficulty.

You two are busy jeopardizing our reputation with your affair.

That is unforgivable after everything Alexander's done for us.

Once again, I must apologize for Beatrice.

The business is everything to her.

We'll meet again soon, I hope.

Come, Evie.

I'll have to go and see if she's all right.

But, Evie, I must see you.

Tomorrow evening?

You all right?

I expect so. Although Evie is so obviously besotted, I'm going to have to

everything on my own.

I could take you out to lunch.

We could discuss then.

That's too much to do.

We will talk at the weekend as you suggested, Jack.

Goodbye.

I hadn't pretended that you were coming.

It's just difficult for me to get away.

Although subterfuge seems a little futile under the circumstances.

What do you mean?

I mean Elizabeth knows.

How?

We've been so careful.

Gossip? Rumour?

And when she confronted me, well, I couldn't lie to her.

I think it was the worst moment of my life.

I know this sounds selfish, but I can't help thinking what this means for me.

What will happen to us, I mean.

Alexander, do you still love me?

Yes.

Yes, I do.

What are we going to do?

I don't know, Evie.

I really don't.

I don't know what to say.

You knew neither of us was happy.

Yes.

I suppose I hoped it would somehow just get better.

I knew things weren't exactly right between us.

But you haven't been lonely like I have, have you? I even envied Alexandra and

Evie.

You mean you thought of having an affair?

No, I envied their passion, their need for each other. You and I were... We're

so distant from each other.

I thought if we had children, it might perhaps bring us back together.

Jack, I want children.

But I want what a career gives me, too. I know.

And I want a wife who needs me more than anything.

Who wants to have our family.

So what are we to do?

Which one of us?

I have to compromise, Jack.

Neither of us can. I know that. I've thought about it long and hard.

It's just impossible.

So what are you saying?

I'm saying that I think it would be better for both of us if we separated.

I suppose you think it's all my fault.

It's not a question of apportioning blame, B.

We both want different things. Some time apart, we'll give it the chance to see

whether we really want those things more than we want each other.

Well, if that's what you want... That's not what I want. None of it's what I

want. It's just the way it's become for you and me.

So when should all this happen, then, this separation?

Straight away, I think.

I don't see any point in prolonging it, do you?

No points at all.

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