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[MUSIC]
RALPH: Miss Markham is far from alone.
She has her uncle, his brother.
Our parents are expecting us...
What is one more day when Augusta's future is at stake?
This is the last thing I will ask.
Then I'll come back to you.
I promise.
MRS WHEATLEY: Good evening, Gentlemen.
I hope you had a pleasant...
But where is Miss Markham?
We hoped she might have returned before us?
Even just to collect her belongings?
Leo?
Why are you still awake at this hour?
I couldn't sleep.
Why is Augusta not with you?
Leo, is there anything you wish to tell us?
Leonora?
I promised.
Please, Leo.
You will not be punished.
Come, now.
You would not keep a secret from me?
This afternoon, I helped her meet with him.
I'm sorry.
I just wanted Augusta to be happy again.
Go on.
She said she wanted to escape.
She talked about a place called... Falmouth.
Well done, Leo.
Let us hope to God we find her before she is ruined.
[DOOR CREAKS]
[CARRIAGE CLATTERS]
I will see Miss Heywood safely returned.
Godspeed to you both.
ROWLEIGH: Good morning Louisa!
And how is my betrothed this morning?
Ugh. Perfectly dreadful!
I might have known.
You have changed your mind in the cold light of day?
No no no. It's nothing to do with that.
It's my wretched nephew.
He has run off with that Markham girl.
Dear me.
I assume that the uncle is trying to recover her?
He is on his way to Falmouth even now,
but I have little hope that he will catch them.
It's all unspeakably sordid.
She will be ruined!
Along with our family name.
Not necessarily.
If we can keep the whole affair a secret,
we can force him to marry her before word gets out.
Then no one will know.
Besides, you won't be a Denham for much longer,
and then you needn't worry about the family name!
I suppose that is some consolation.
One of the many benefits you will receive
by marrying Mr. Pryce!
What are the other benefits?
You will find out next week!
Next week?
We have waited long enough, have we not?
And neither of us has time to waste.
Just so long as you turn up this time.
My dear, Louisa.
Nothing on God's earth could stop me.
[DISTANT SEA SOUNDS]
GEORGIANA: Arthur.
Have you come to congratulate me, after all?
I've come in the hope that in the cold light of day,
you might reconsider this rash, impulsive decision.
It is neither rash nor impulsive.
You don't love Harry.
Any more than he loves you.
This has nothing to do with love.
Look!
Each day, the post brings yet more claims on my fortune
and marriage proposals from strangers.
Once I am a Duchess, all the voices will be silenced.
All this will cease.
And what about your happiness?
What about his happiness?
I have no wish to hurt you.
But if you cannot marry him, why should I not?
[DOOR CLICKS]
LADY MONTROSE: How is my daughter in law to be
this morning?
Your Grace.
Lady Lydia.
Mr Parker!
I am afraid we are going to have to steal Miss Lambe from you.
We have a wedding to organise.
[STREET BUSTLE]
[SOMBRE MUSIC]
[BIRDS FLUTTER AND SING]
[CARRIAGE RUMBLES]
We have been traveling all night.
Perhaps you should try and sleep.
COLBOURNE: How can I?
My mind is racing with thoughts
of how I might have stopped this.
What good will that do?
The die was cast
the moment Denham declared his interest in her.
Or rather, her inheritance.
I tried to warn Augusta but she was too stubborn to listen.
Augusta is not a child.
She knows her own mind.
She is too young to know her own mind.
[CARRIAGE RATTLES]
Too often, young women are thought to be strangers
to their own minds...
It is left to fathers or uncles
to choose the path their lives Should take.
As if we require saving from ourselves.
This isn't evidence that she does?
Even if he is unworthy, what she feels for him is real.
She is a young woman in love.
[SOFT MUSIC]
Tell me this...
What should I have done differently?
You could have listened...
Instead of disparaging her.
Persuaded her to make the right choice for herself,
instead of making the choice for her.
All I want is to assure her future.
Of course you do.
That is all any father wants, including mine...
I must also own my share of the blame for this.
I told Augusta she must follow her heart
or she would live to regret it...
We must find a place to rest our heads.
We have only just arrived.
Are you not exhausted from ourjourney?
I am excited!
I feel free at last.
We no longer have to hide ourselves away.
We can do whatever we choose!
And no one can stop us.
TOM: Heading out, I see?
I'm off to the Old Town again,
yo see how young Dora is faring -
I hope she is recovered.
I hope She will not soon be out of a home.
[TOM HUFFS]
Mary, for the last time, please understand
this hotel will bring prosperity to Sanditon.
It will bring jobs and a better future for all.
At what cost?
It is not too late, particularly when there are so many sick.
You can still do what is right.
[TOM SIGHS]
[DOOR THUDS]
Forgive me, is this the Parker household?
Of course, Chawley is one of the finest houses in the country,
but with 40 bedrooms, it is quite an undertaking.
I hope you are not daunted?
Not in the least.
I relish the prospect.
In truth, the East Wing is in need of repair,
but there is so much room
that you and Harry can go about your own lives.
Husbands need space to roam, after all... but not too far!
Rest assured I am only moving to the dower house on the estate,
so I will be able to guide and advise you.
Agreat comfort, I'm sure.
Oh, there is so much to impart!
I've never forgotten how my late mother in law took me in hand,
and now it is my turn to ready you for your new role.
I am keen to learn
everything you have to teach me, your grace.
You will make a fine Duchess.
I know it.
And the very moment you are ready,
we shall present you at Court!
-MARY: There you are! -Mary?
Could this wait, perhaps?
This is Agnes Harmon.
[PANTS]
Your mother.
[GASPS]
[FOOTSTEPS]
Georgiana!
Stop, please!
How could you ambush me like this?
You spent so long searching for your mother.
I though you wouldn't wish to wait another moment...
I exhausted every possible avenue.
She could not be found.
So whoever that woman is...
What are you saying?
I am used to people taking advantage of me,
but to pose as my mother...
If it was her, I would recognise her.
I know this is a shock.
But if I had the slightest doubt
I wouldn't have brought her to you.
At least hear what she has to say.
[STREET CHATTER]
You have no reason to be nervous.
I am not nervous.
I trust you with all my heart.
AS you should.
[HORSES PANT]
If I'd known it was him, that it would lead to this,
then I would never have encouraged her.
I do not doubt it.
All I knew was you were trying to choose a husband for her,
against her will.
And the thought of Augusta being trapped in a loveless marriage,
unable to be with the man she...
It was more than I could bear.
I am sorry that I can't keep you company any longer,
but Mr Parker and I must secure the last of our investments.
You've proved a useful distraction.
You've saved me from dwelling on my miserable nephew.
Would you be so kind as to bring around the carriage?
Carriage? Do you mean your buggy?
No, no, no. Mr Parker and I are off to Bath.
I thought our carriage would be more suitable for the journey?
Our carriage?
What's yours will soon be mine.
And vice versa!
I admit that my estate is not so grand as Sanditon House
but I can assure you, you will be more than comfortable.
My late wife had excellent taste.
Although I'm sure you'll wish to make minor adjustments
here and there.
You expect me to leave Sanditon?
It is customary for a wife to live with her husband!
And you wouldn't want to see me
traipsing up and down the country
in order to be with you, would you?
After so many years apart!
[FOOTSTEPS]
She's clearly an unscrupulous opportunist who got wind
of the fact Miss Lambe is not only wealthy,
but soon to be titled...
The news would need to have travelled
at the speed of lightning.
I hope they give her short shrift!
We have yet to discuss your triumph last night.
Given what a clumsy dancer you are,
Mr Colbourne seemed quite smitten...
Do you know how cruel this is?
I have been searching for my mother for months...
And I have been searching for you for years.
But, not knowing you were here, I was sending word to Antigua.
I assume you read the newspapers about an infamous heiress,
and suddenly you realised I must be your daughter...?
That's not what led me to you.
I don't read the London newspapers.
Why now?
In Antigua, I am not a free woman.
I can never return there.
My then master brought me to England five years ago.
I fought for my freedom.
But I lost hope that I would see you again.
Why should I believe you?
I did not come here to upset you.
I do not want a thing from you.
All I want is to know you.
And if it wasn't the trial or the newspapers, then what?
What led you to me now?
It was Mr Molyneux.
Otis?
[SOFT MUSIC]
MARY: I've brought you some fresh fruit, my dear.
[CHILD COUGHS]
Your fever seems to be lifting, Dora,
but you must eat some of these...
MRS FILKINS: That is very generous of you.
I promise I have not given up on my endeavours.
I believe the Old Town can be saved.
I am afraid we need rather more than your goodwill, Mrs Parker.
MARY: When did you get this?
I did not know
That your husband has already sold out the land from under us?
What are you saying to my uncle?
That since he won't let us marry,
we have no choice but to go to Scotland.
I cannot wait to be your wife.
I cannot wait to be your husband.
You must be tired by now?
Will you not lie down a while?
COLBOURNE: We shall just have to search street by street.
Are we not best to start with the boarding houses?
If they've been travelling all night as we have,
they'll be looking for a place to sleep...
I fear sleep will be the last thing on his mind.
He brought her here to ruin her.
To force a marriage...
She will not be ruined.
She will be the same Augusta She ever was.
No less a part of your family.
And no less deserving of your love.
I know it is not the life you wished for her,
but for her sake, try to reconcile yourself to it.
Mary, we'll leave as soon as the meeting is over
so I'll be back in good time to welcome the Montroses,
-and to meet Georgiana's - -How could you!?
You've served them eviction nofices?
What did you think was going to happen?
I thought, I hoped your conscience would stop you.
That you would realise what you are doing is immoral.
It is merely business.
It is wrong!
Mrs Filkins is caring for a sick child!
We have a responsibility!
Does my opinion count for nothing?
This is all for you!
Don't you see?
This is for our future,
-our children's future! -No!
All I see is a man who has lost his way.
You are no longer the Tom Parker I married.
[SLAMS CASE]
[DOOR SLAMS]
ROWLEIGH: Make haste, man!
I have got a blushing bride-to—be to return to!
Why did I think they'd be staying under their own names?
He's far too calculating for that.
It's too soon to give up hope.
I just spoke to the baker's boy.
He delivers all over the town, every inn, every hostel...
I asked if he'd seen anyone who fits their description.
He said there is a tall, fair man
staying at The Old Crown Inn with his new bride.
WVATER SPLASHES]
You do love me, don't you... Edward?
How could you ask me that?
I just need to hear you say it.
I love you more than I have ever loved another breathing soul.
AGNES: Those first six months were the happiest I have had
on this earth.
But then your father took a wife.
An Englishwoman.
I begged for them to let me keep you,
but my new owner didn't want a slave with a child.
They told me you had died.
Mr Molyneux said.
I thought of you every day.
When I departed Antigua, I left a necklace
in the hope it might find its way to you somehow.
That you'd have something of me, at least.
By then I'd already been in England for two years...
To think that all this time
we have been living just 50 miles apart.
Mr Molyneux came to find me in Bristol.
He found me through his work with the Sons of Africa.
I took the first coach I could find.
I travelled all night but I would have done anything.
Anything... to see your face again.
[TEACUP CHINKS]
It found me in the end.
Just as you have.
[FOOTSTEPS]
Whatever’s transpired, try to Show compassion.
Or you will only drive her further away.
[DOOR CLICKS]
[DOOR BANGS]
Uncle?
Miss Heywood?
AGNES: I must thank you, Mrs Parker.
Not just for persuading Georgiana to trust me,
but for all the kindness you have shown her.
We couldn't be fonder of Georgiana.
To see the two of you reunited...
nothing could make me happier.
We have so much time to make up for.
And we will.
Tom and I are hosting a celebratory dinner tonight
for Georgiana, Miss Harmon.
I do hope you will join us.
Now it will be a double celebration!
What are we celebrating?
You haven't told your mother?
I am to be married.
Oh, Georgiana, that is wonderful!
Of course I will come.
How can I miss a chance to meet your new family
or the man you love!
I am sorry you chose to come all this way,
but you have had a wasted journey.
We are in love.
I will not let you drag me away.
We are resolved to be married, Sir.
Then I will do nothing to stand in your way.
You are old enough to know your own mind, Augusta.
If you genuinely love Sir Edward,
if this is the man you wish to marry,
then all I ask is that you return to Sanditon
so we can hold a proper wedding.
[BIRDS CAW]
LADY SUSAN: Forgive me for calling unannounced,
I had to see if there was any word of Augusta?
Your arrival could not be more welcome.
But alas there is no news.
With every hour that passes, I grow more concerned.
I am sure she'll be safely returned all too soon.
SAMUEL: Ijust wish there was something I could do
to be of use.
But instead I find myself restricted
to pacing the corridors endlessly.
At least we can now pace them together.
I have only known Augusta a short time.
She is my brother's niece by marriage,
yet somehow I find myself rather protective of her.
That speaks well of you.
At least there is one positive
to be found in this miserable situation.
What is that?
Miss Heywood and your brother
have been forced into each other's company.
Perhaps they will finally accept
that they are meant to be together.
Perhaps they will.
And yet one must never underestimate
the power of denial.
I feared I might never see Leo again,
and now she can be my bridesmaid.
I would never have dared hope for such a change in you, Uncle.
You must surely be the cause of it, Miss Heywood?
I can make no such claim.
COLBOURNE: Let me just say this.
I would never ask you to marry any man against your will.
Ayoung woman should be free to follow her heart,
not forced into a loveless marriage
just because her parent
or guardian considers it advantageous.
But I would beg you to consider if this is what you truly want.
You are a remarkable young woman.
I have not said it enough.
You hold so much potential.
I'd hate to see you set a limit on a life that's barely begun...
The choice is yours alone.
If you sincerely believe that Edward Denham is worthy of you,
that he can offer you the fulfillment
and happiness you deserve...
then you have my blessing.
Edward is a good man, Uncle.
He has treated me with nothing but respect and kindness.
He could have taken my honour, but chose not to...
EDWARD: No.
It was only their arrival that spared your honour.
What?
[AUG USTA GAS PS]
Agood man would not steal you from your family
for his own ends.
This was not for your own ends.
We are in love.
I have never been in love with you.
It has only ever been your inheritance I wanted.
Not you.
[GASPS, SOBS]
Edward, that is a lie.
Don't do this.
You do not care about my money.
We are fated to be together.
[AMUSED BREATH]
Are you really so naive?
There were many women before you.
There will be many women to come.
Did you really think you would somehow be the one to redeem me?
I always put myself first.
Ask Esther.
Ask Clara.
Ask my son.
[FOOTSTEPS]
[DOOR CLICKS]
[AUGUSTA SOBS]
[DISTANT CHATTER]
You would really have let them marry?
If you've taught me anything, Miss Heywood,
it's that a young woman has a right to choose her own destiny.
I would respect whatever choice she made,
even if it pained me.
Just as I must respect yours.
AGNES: What is your future husband like?
Is he handsome?
ARTHUR: Some would say.
And kind? I do hope he is kind?
He is kindness itself.
MARY: I am so sorry Mr Parker isn't here yet.
I can't think what is keeping him.
[BELL RINGS]
[MARY BREATHES HEAVILY]
And now our other guests are arriving, what are we to do?
I am certain he will return soon, Mary.
And in the meantime, rest assured,
I shall play host in his stead.
Oh, thank you.
[MARY PANTS]
Lord Montrose.
Your grace. Lady Lydia.
How radiant you all look!
Your grace.
Lady Lydia. Harry.
May I introduce my mother.
LADY MONTROSE: So, it is true?
She is your mother?
There is not a doubt in my mind.
Well... This is both... unexpected and delightful.
I am indeed pleased to meet you.
I could not wait to meet you all properly.
Most especially Harry.
Not to put too fine a point on it,
it is customary to address the Duke as 'your grace'.
But he is to be my daughter's husband...
Let's not split hairs, Mrs...?
Miss. Miss Harmon.
Oh! You are not married?
How original.
LADY SUSAN: When you asked me to stay for dinner,
I would never have guessed you had this in mind...
SAMUEL: Had I known you'd be here,
I would have had Cook prepare a banquet.
LADY SUSAN: This is infinitely preferable.
There is no finer meal than a larder forage.
Though I suspect you rarely venture below stairs.
You seem to be under the misconception
that I'm inherently grand.
My parents were not wealthy.
But then you met Lord de Clemente?
Oh, he was not wealthy, either, or kind.
We married in circumstances
not unlike those your niece now finds herself in now.
Hence your concern for her.
By the age of thirty, I was a widow
with nothing to my name besides a title.
That's why I pray for a happier outcome for Augusta.
And why you have since sworn off love and marriage?
It is getting late.
I have kept you too long.
[FOOTSTEPS]
Must you leave?
[SOFT MUSIC]
Forgive me.
You are forgiven.
I must apologise again
for my husband's unforgivable lateness.
[MARY BREATHES HEAVY]
ARTHUR: I am sure he won't mind if we've started without him.
Mr Parker, surely a toast is called for?
ARTHUR: Ah, of course, your grace.
To the future Duke and Duchess of Buckinghamshire.
May your marriage be long and happy!
And may your first born be a son!
To us, my love.
LYDIA: How long will you be staying in Sanditon,
Miss Harmon?
As long as I can.
Now that I've found Georgiana,
I'm reluctant to let her out of my sight.
And yet it's so important to let our children spread their wings.
That is very much your credo, isn't it Mother?
There is nothing wrong
with a little gentle guidance now and again, Lydia.
Wouldn't you agree, Mrs Parker.
MARY: Well, my children are still young...
Arthur, I have been thinking.
It is not a perfect solution, but Chawley is vast.
There would be ample room for you to live with us.
Would there not, Harry?
HARRY: Ample...
If the arrangement would be agreeable?
LADY MONTROSE: What is the topic down there, I wonder?
You all look fearfully serious!
Georgiana was just telling me
how large your estate is, your grace.
Oh. Oh, it is a monstrous burden!
Sometimes I think it would be a relief
to live in a dear little house like this.
I imagine you can cope
with a bare handful of staff, Mrs Parker?
I consider myself fortunate to have any, your grace.
And what is your... situation, Miss Harmon?
I lodge with my employer in Bristol.
Oh! So, you have a... trade?
I work for an organisation that helps former slaves.
They were a great help to me when I was given my freedom.
I imagine that's not something you'd like to dwell on.
I am not in the least ashamed of who I am.
Nor should you be.
[MARY BREATHES HEAVILY]
Are you quite alright, Mrs Parker?
Yes. Thank you.
I wonder if we have need for all these fires.
It is barely Autumn...
You must tell me where you two met?
Oh, we met here in Sanditon.
Just a few weeks ago.
A brief courtship?
The briefest imaginable.
Yes. I was struck by Georgiana the first time I saw her and...
We quickly came to realise we wanted the same things.
And what are those things?
What everyone wants from a marriage, surely?
Position. Stability...
Some might venture that love should play a part?
Love takes many forms, Lydia.
But you do love each other, don't you?
Of course.
Then you have my blessing.
[MARY PANTS]
MARY: Would you excuse me?
I feel in sudden need of some air...
[MARY GASPS, [TH UD]
AGNES: She is burning up.
Send for a doctor at once!
[CARRIAGE RUMBLES]
[AUGUSTA SOBS]
Why did I let myself fall in love with him?
We cannot choose who we fall in love with.
I know something of the agony you're feeling.
But in time your heart will heal.
And this will come to seem no more than a distant memory.
[SOFT MUSIC]
LADY DENHAM: Well well.
I wasn't expecting you to return so soon.
Are you going to explain yourself?
What is there to explain?
For all your efforts, Aunt,
it seems I am quite irredeemable after all.
I assume this means your plan failed?
Mr Colbourne caught up with you before you could ruin his niece?
And he managed to restrain himself
from shooting you on the spot?
As a matter of fact, he offered us the opportunity to marry.
But Miss Markham came to her senses?
No, it was I who declined.
Why?
Because she deserves a good deal better than a man like me.
Oh.
Good heavens, could it be you actually felt something for her?
Of course not, Aunt.
You know me.
I am incapable of feeling.
[DOOR CLICKS AND SLAMS]
Tom! At last...
I know, I know, I'm fearfully late for dinner,
but it was worth it!
Mr Pryce and I have finally secured
all the investment we need for our hotel!
Never mind that!
You need to come upstairs at once.
It is Mary...
She is gravely ill.
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC]
Good God! Mary!
[CARRIAGE RATTLES]
[HORSE GRUNTS]
Thank you.
I'd have been at a loss without you...
You must have more faith in yourself.
You should take Augusta home.
Good night.
[FOOTSTEPS]
[CARRIAGE DOOR CLOSES]
[CARRIAGE RATTLES ONWARD]
RALPH: Charlotte.
Ralph?
What are you doing out at such a late hour?
I've been walking the streets.
Waiting for your return...
You had no need to...
I was afraid you might not come back to me.
[DOOR CLICKS]
GEORGIANA: Charlotte.
Thank goodness. you must come at once.
CHARLOTTE: What is it?
Mary collapsed in the middle of dinner.
Dr Fuchs is with her now.
ARTHUR: We are gravely concerned.
Charlotte, this is my mother, Agnes Harmon.
How do you do?
You found each other...?
I will explain how later.
I prayed this day would come.
It is such a great honour to meet you, Miss Harmon.
And I am glad to meet you too, Miss Heywood.
I only wish it were in better circumstances.
We must see to Mary.
Of course.
LADY MONTROSE: Do I gather Miss Heywood has returned
in Mr Colbourne's carriage?
That's right, your grace.
You are a very trusting man, Mr Starling.
They were not alone?
Miss Markham was with them.
At this late hour? How intriguing.
Where can they have been, I wonder?
It hardly seems important now, does it?
There is little more important to my mother
than what Mr Colbourne is doing or thinking
at any given moment.
That is because he has a fine house
and a good income and you are in need of a husband.
I am thinking only of you, Lydia.
Is your daughter not at liberty
to make her own choice in a marriage,
just as her brother has?
If it were left to me,
I would be married already, Miss Harmon.
But fortunately, my dear mother saved me
from an unpropitious match.
Might there be any more wine, Mr Parker?
I am sure we could all use something to settle our nerves.
[ARTHUR SIGHS]
I believe there was some left in the dining room.
[FOOTSTEPS]
Mary!
I fear it is the fever that has swept the Old Town.
The good lady has tended to so many.
Fate has dealt her a cruel hand.
My behaviour has been egregious, Miss Heywood.
[SNIFFS]
Would that she just sit up and admonish me!
Mary, I swear it, we shall never have a cross word again.
I will never stray from your side
or waste a moment without your company.
There is nothing more important than you.
[TOM SOBS]
Without you, I cannot exist.
Please...
Please...
ARTHUR: There is not a lot of claret left, I am afraid.
I can ask a servant to fetch another bottle.
I wonder...
have you given any thought to Georgiana's offer?
Now is hardly the time...
Think about it.
We would see each other as often as we wanted,
but the marriage would give the appearance of respectability.
As long as you kept a discreet profile.
A discreet profile!
You would have me hide in the shadows
while you and Georgiana maintain this Charade...
Is a compromise not better than nothing?
Is it?
How can you expect me to turn a blind eye
to this misbegotten marriage when I love Georgiana
andllove".
My dear Arthur.
[BREATH ES HEAVILY]
I feel the same.
I am so sorry, Harry.
Butl must be true to who I am.
I would sooner live alone than live a lie.
[BOTH BREATHE HEAVILY]
There is only a little left, I'm afraid,
if anyone would care for some?
How is Mrs Parker?
She is sleeping,
but still dangerously feverish.
LADY MONTROSE: Then it is time we left her to your care.
I will stay and keep vigil, but you should get some sleep.
We can escort your mother back to your apartment.
Thank you.
That would be kind.
[FOOTSTEPS ON STAIRS]
[ARTHUR SIGHS]
Everyone has left.
All except Mr Starling.
[FIRE CRACKLES]
How is Mrs Parker?
There is still no change.
-You didn't need to stay... -And Miss Markham?
You have yet to tell me what transpired in Falmouth?
She is quite unharmed.
I am glad.
I am sure Mr Colbourne was grateful for your presence.
Ralph...
Earlier, while you were upstairs,
we were talking about marriage.
Miss Harmon asked Lady Montrose
if her children were free to marry who they chose?
What was her answer?
Lady Lydia said there was someone she'd wanted to marry,
but her mother put an end to it.
l was never the man you chose, was I?
This was arranged by our parents,
before we even knew what marriage meant.
Yes.
You are so dear to me, Ralph.
You always will be.
But I cannot marry you.
You are in love with Mr Colbourne.
I tried so hard not to be.
I would understand if you despised me.
No.
I cannot feel anything other than love for you.
That is what this makes this so hard.
LADY MONTROSE: How does this compare to your lodgings
in Bristol, Miss Harmon?
AGNES: There is a great deal more room
but it's rather less cosy.
You realise Georgiana is soon to be mistress
of one of the grander houses in the country?
Yes, you made that quite clear at dinner.
Of course being a Duchess brings with it certain expectations.
A level of scrutiny.
No doubt.
As mothers, we want to see our children flourish, don't we?
The last thing we would want
is for our presence to be a hindrance.
So, if you should suddenly find yourself called away,
I would be happy to provide you with whatever was needed.
I can be quite generous when I want to be.
DR. FUCHS: Her heart thumps like a racing horse.
You must prepare yourselves for the worst...
[TOM SNIFFS]
TOM: No.
No. You cannot mean...
I fear there is nothing more I can do, Herr Parker.
Whatever is to come, it will be decided during the night.
[MELANCHOLY MUSIC]
[MUSIC]
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