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It feels as if we've been in this carriage for days.

Are we nearly there?

What do you mean? We are there.

This is Sidmouth Castle?

This is the park of the castle.

We've been crossing the estate for the past half hour.

Who are these people?

They're my tenants and farm workers,

welcoming home their new duchess.

That's you.

Come on, Wilbur, now.

Come on.

You know what to do, Wilbur.

You know what to do.

Oh!

Go, Wilbur!

Show 'em what you've got.

Oh, that's your friend on third base?

Technically, he's my accountant

and also a friend.

Baseball is more intense than I thought.

All these years,

your father's store has sponsored this team,

but you've never come to a game?

I suppose if I'd been a boy, he would have brought me,

but I'm not.

No.

You are quite the lady.

Come on.

Go! Go!

- Go, go, go! - Go, go, go!

Safe!

- Oh! - Yes!

Whoo!

What a thrill.

My goodness.

I really just don't know how I missed this.

Oh.

Miss Scott!

Mr. Fortune, what a surprise.

This is Dr. William Kirkland.

Mr. T. Thomas Fortune.

I'm glad to meet you.

I'm a subscriber to "The Globe."

Thank you for reading.

Happy to support.

Are you a baseball enthusiast now?

Hardly.

I was able to cajole her into accompanying me.

Well, I enjoyed it all the same.

Well, I'm glad I ran into you.

I read the piece from your novel.

It was so vivid.

I was truly impressed, as I always am with you.

Thank you.

That means a lot.

Have you given up journalism?

I'm focused on my novel right now.

Are you familiar with Frances Ellen Watkins Harper?

Of course.

I admire her writing

and... and her work to get women the vote.

Well, how would you like to interview Mrs. Harper

about these suffrage meetings she's holding?

Oh...

Thank you for thinking of me for this, but I...

No one else will do the story justice.

- Daddy, I'm tired. - Oh!

OK. All right. We can leave in a moment.

We don't want to keep you.

No, it's fine.

Um, Mrs. Harper is based in Philadelphia.

I can send you all the details.

Are you still at 61st Street or back in Brooklyn?

61st Street mostly.

All right. I must be off.

Nice to meet you.

Come on.

I thought I was just bringing you to a baseball game,

not helping you get your next writing assignment.

It sounds like a wonderful opportunity.

It is. It is.

You don't seem convinced.

It's complicated with Mr. Fortune.

Was he a difficult manager?

No, it's not that.

I just... I have my other writing work to consider,

and I just have to find a balance is all.

That's life's ultimate conundrum, isn't it?

Mm, you're right.

How are we doing with the Illinois Central line?

We've got 30%, maybe a little more.

30%? I need to control the line.

The Merrick family won't sell,

nor will Risley Sage.

They both want to govern Chicago.

As do I.

What about Morenci?

You must understand, they only have those mines.

Once they're gone, they will have nothing left.

And they don't believe us, whatever we say.

I hired you to buy that land!

You've hired me to give you wise counsel.

You may not like what I'm telling you,

but if you want to buy them out,

you need more money!

You don't care, do you?

If I'd asked the old Clay to get me those mines,

he'd have trodden on his mother's grave to do it.

All I'm saying is,

your financial position is not good.

Why do you think Morgan pulled out?

Are you finished?

Yes.

I agree.

You are finished with me.

Excuse me?

I don't need counsel to tell me what's not possible.

I need someone to help me achieve the impossible.

It's become very clear you are not that person.

You have neither the vision nor the courage

to continue working for me.

It isn't my fault you can't face the truth.

You're overleveraged

and driving your company off a cliff.

Wake up before it's too late.

You're fired, Clay.

The news of Mr. Borrowe and Mrs. Drayton

has kept the honeymoon out of the papers,

but they still print gossip of Her Grace, and not just her.

They talk of me and of Mr. Russell's business.

It must stop.

It must be upsetting, ma'am.

I'm not the mistress of my own house anymore.

I feel there's a spy around every corner.

You're sure it's a member of staff?

Or as I would call them, a traitor.

I'm enlisting the aid of Mrs. Bruce and Mr. Borden

to help me find the culprit, madam.

Can they be trusted?

I hope so.

At this point, everyone is suspect.

The public's always curious

about the lives of the fortunate few.

Yes, but who's selling the details?

In my experience, it's always the most recent hire

who's the guilty one when it comes to leaks.

That makes it hard to narrow down.

We took on several footmen

with the duke's visit and the wedding.

But it's someone with a sharp ear.

Ooh, this latest story about Mr. Russell buying

the Illinois Central line, is that true?

I should get back.

Ah, I don't think I've been much help,

but I'll give it thought.

If I have any ideas, I'll tell you.

I'd appreciate it.

The truth is, I'm at my wits' end.

And worse, so is the mistress.

Is there any news from Gladys?

No, but no news is good news, George.

She's settling into her new life.

Don't worry.

I walked her down that aisle,

and she looked as if she were headed for the guillotine.

If you want to help her, help me find

whoever's leaking this nonsense to the papers.

Bertha, 20 or 30 people work in our house,

most of whom we don't know.

Of course there are leaks.

Of course they sell secrets about us.

That is the way we live.

So what are you suggesting,

that I should be the only woman on the street

cooking her own dinner?

I'm suggesting we should try to avoid

having too many secrets.

Meanwhile, I need your help with something,

or rather, someone.

Of course. Who?

You know him. Alfred Merrick.

He's on the board of the Met.

His family owns shares in the Illinois Central line,

which I need to buy, but they won't sell.

What can I do?

Invite him to dinner.

Make a fuss of him.

Pull out all the stops.

And charm him into compliance.

I've tried everything else.

I heard raised voices

coming from the library earlier.

Is everything all right?

Nothing for you to worry about.

Just set up that dinner.

It took nearly 10 years

to build Sidmouth Castle.

This gallery was remodeled by the third duke

to make a bachelor corridor.

That's our mother.

She's very lovely.

It's a good likeness,

but I'm never sure about wedding portraits.

My mother had a portrait of me done

by Mr. Sargent.

It's in New York.

Best place for it.

What is that contraption?

Haven't you ever seen a mouse trap before?

You have mice?

Everyone has mice.

Happily, we also have a cat.

You can't expect us to be up to the minute.

We've lived here since 1612.

Oh, my.

I know you Americans like to build

new houses for yourselves,

but we would rather stay in one place.

The house has quite a rich history.

While you were away, I noticed how shabby

the morning room was looking.

I need some ideas.

Well...

I thought I might go to Garretts for their advice.

Aren't they dead?

One cousin is dead, but the other is working

and good with paneling, or so I'm told.

By the way, the Mildmays are dining here tomorrow,

- and the Colthursts. - Who are they?

I've done the menus, but do you still hate scallops?

- Bitterly. - Never mind.

Wade will have some ideas.

Gladys, aren't you coming?

Is that for us?

I can take them.

I hope this job won't be a burden to you

as you finish your novel.

Oh, I can manage, ma'am.

In fact, there doesn't seem to be as much post

as there used to be.

Yes, I've fallen off of many people's lists.

But you do have a second letter here

from the New York Heritage Society.

They want money.

They're inviting you to be a founding member.

That's code for a lot of money.

They're impressed with the family's long association

with New York.

First, they flatter you.

Then the request comes in, and it's always for money.

This arrived as I came in.

Did I read that return correctly?

Is it from Mr. Fortune?

I've agreed to write an article for him

on Frances Watkins Harper.

Oh, but I know of her.

That's wonderful.

Is that a train ticket?

She's in Philadelphia.

I leave on Thursday to interview her.

I don't understand. Is that wise?

Why would it be unwise?

Well, because...

Miss Brook has the same concerns as you,

my heavy workload.

But this is a real opportunity.

But of course you must go.

Will you be traveling alone?

I know Philadelphia quite well.

Might Dr. Kirkland keep you company?

Why would she need a doctor?

She's made a full recovery.

I was just being silly.

I didn't think an encounter with a footman

would bring me a fortune.

He won't be a footman for long.

I should say not.

Now will you tell me why you've asked me in here?

I want you to go to Morenci.

Clay failed to make the deal.

Now he's gone, and I want you to take his place.

- You fired Clay? - I have.

And I need this settled right away,

but I can't leave New York.

My investors are skittish. I must hold their hands.

Well, I don't blame them,

with the markets in chaos and the run on the banks...

Yes, yes,

but I'm counting on you.

I need this land for the railway expansion.

What's in it for me?

What?

I'm not sure I want us to work together.

So before I give an answer,

I'd like to know how it could be of advantage to me.

What is it?

I'm always a bit shocked when I see myself in you.

You'll have everything I own in the end.

So if this is a success, it will eventually be yours.

Why did Clay fail?

He said he needed more money.

Which you weren't willing to give him?

No, but I also feel

he's squandered what I did give.

What about the mines?

- That is not my focus. - Why not?

Because there's no money to be made in them.

If I'm to do this,

I have to make sure it's worth my while.

Perhaps I'll invest my own money.

Still, I'm not making any promises.

I admire how you negotiate.

I'll need the information on the mines.

I'll get you the metallurgy report.

And I can't leave for a few days.

You're leaving tomorrow.

I have plans.

What is more important than this?

I'm going to ask Marian Brook to marry me.

I think she'll accept,

but I wanted to wait until after Gladys's wedding.

I was going to tell both of you,

but I'm not sure how I'll manage that

if I'm going to be in Morenci for a month.

Congratulations.

You've chosen well.

I'm pleased.

Good.

I'm not sure Mother will be so open-hearted.

Leave your mother to me.

We'll announce it when you're back.

She'll be used to the idea by then.

Now go and get ready.

You'll leave first thing.

Do you like it?

Very much.

I hope your first dinner party

is a success, Your Grace.

I do too.

Thank you for your help.

It's my job.

But having you here, while I'm so far away from home,

is really comforting.

I suppose getting used to all this will take time.

I'm glad if I've been helpful.

The real problem is Lady Sarah.

I agree, Your Grace, if I may.

There are so many rules.

I'm keen to learn them.

Being lady's maid to a duchess

is not something I could ever have imagined.

Nor could I have imagined myself in this role.

That is wonderful news.

Congratulations.

Well, I have you to thank for Jack.

I simply made an introduction.

John created the clock, and the two of you sold it.

That's a true partnership.

Don't diminish your role.

What will it mean for you both?

It means Jack won't be your footman for much longer.

I would think not.

Lord knows what Aunt Agnes will make of it all.

Come with me.

{n8}I'd like to show you something.

{n8}What is this?

Oh.

Ah.

As for me, I'm hoping it will make me a married man.

What?

We said we'd wait until after my sister's wedding.

We did.

You know that I love you,

and I intend to spend every day of my life

making you happy.

Are you serious?

Marian Brook,

will you marry me?

Oh.

Yes. Yes!

What is it?

I don't know how Aunt Agnes is going to receive the news.

Let me handle your aunts.

We wanted to speak to you both together.

That sounds serious.

Serious or ominous.

Uh...

It's good news.

- Is it? - Yes.

We want to ask for your permission,

or your blessing, really.

We plan to marry.

Oh!

Oh, congratulations!

Oh, we couldn't be happier.

- Could we, Agnes? - Not possibly.

Oh, it's wonderful news!

Oh.

And this coming on top of the news of the clock.

Yes.

Oh, what news about the clock?

Jack didn't tell you?

We sold our clock for a large sum of money.

A fortune.

Our Jack is now a man of means.

Wh... what sort of means?

He'll be quite rich, Aunt Agnes.

Oh, which is lovely.

Isn't it, Agnes?

Lovely.

But we must go now.

We're telling my parents,

and then I'm meeting some friends for dinner.

To celebrate your engagement?

Not quite.

My roommate from Harvard is getting married,

and a few of us are going to Delmonico's.

Tonight?

Yes. I promised a few weeks ago.

I would invite you, but it's only men.

Well, that sounds fun.

But I'll miss you.

And you're leaving for Arizona in the morning.

Oh, why Arizona?

Oh, my father's business.

What a pity to have to go so soon after you're engaged.

Well, it's only a month,

and then my life will really begin.

Meanwhile, I'll be back for dinner.

Congratulations again.

- Thank you. - Mm.

Oh.

- Shall we? - Yes, Mr. Russell.

After you.

Well, I wonder how many more bolts from the blue

I will have to endure before bedtime.

You knew she was fond of him.

Well, I did, anyway.

When I asked her if she was interested in him,

she dismissed me.

It seems when I ask someone a direct question

in my own home, I get lied to.

You're blowing this out of proportion.

Besides, Larry is nice, Agnes.

You know he is.

All I know is, that woman will claim kinship.

Just see if she doesn't.

We'll have to manage it, I suppose.

I am being asked to manage too much

regarding the Russells.

Not only is he marrying our niece,

but he's made our footman rich,

which is upsetting to everyone in this household.

Not the footman.

Absolutely marvelous.

May I present my wife, the Duchess of Buckingham?

How do you do, Duchess? And welcome to England.

Did you have a good journey?

To be honest, I slept most of the way.

A moment.

What is that in your hair?

Why?

My maid suggested them, and I liked the idea.

You don't seem to understand.

This isn't New York.

You're right. I don't understand.

If I can wear a tiara, so can you.

I'm afraid your maid is not up to the task

if she thought diamond stars were appropriate.

I like them. I think they're pretty.

Really, Hector, this is way over your head.

Dinner is served.

Please.

Who did the placement?

Me.

You don't know who anyone is.

I changed it a little.

I see.

I have been demoted.

Well, she's my wife.

What a treat.

May I offer my congratulations

on your business success, Mr. Trotter?

Why?

Is there news of the clock?

Mrs. Forte mentioned it.

Should I not have said anything?

They were bound to have find out.

Find out what?

We sold the clock.

You can't be serious.

You amaze me.

How much did you get?

They'll be wanting their tea.

I'll take it up.

Really?

But why was he asking for his coat?

It's because he confused the valet with the rector.

Do you see?

Oh, Hector, don't be unkind.

You can't expect Gladys to develop

an English sense of humor overnight.

Are you staying for some port?

Congratulations.

I wish you all the happiness in the world.

Thank you, Mr. Russell.

What is taking Mother so long?

We really should have waited before we started celebrating.

I waited plenty for her and Gladys

to settle the details.

This time, I mean to have more of a hand in it.

Mr. Alfred Merrick.

Well, you are quite a sight.

That's a compliment, I hope.

I apologize for being late.

Nonsense.

I'm just coming down now.

Shall we join the others?

Look who I found in the hall.

Mr. Merrick.

Good of you to join us.

You know our son, Larry.

And this is our neighbor, Miss Marian Brook.

She is more than our neighbor now.

- What? - We're getting married.

I told Father earlier.

We should have waited, but Father insisted

on breaking out the champagne.

Another wedding.

What a joyous time for the Russell family.

What do your aunts make of the news?

They're pleased.

I'm sure.

Why wouldn't they be?

We'll wait for the formal announcement.

Oh, yes. There's no hurry.

I think it must be after I get back from Morenci.

And why is this news to me as well?

Because it's all just happened today.

But Father needs me in Arizona,

so I'm catching a train in the morning.

I leave the house for one charity meeting,

and it seems as if your entire future

is decided in my absence.

Well, here's to your future.

To you both.

Hear, hear.

You must see it.

The Vatican?

Yes, and don't miss the Raphael Rooms.

Everyone talks of the Sistine Chapel,

but Raphael's choice of vibrant colors haunts you,

like one of Mrs. Russell's gowns.

I should like to visit Italy.

Speaking of which, the choice to do a season

of Italian opera seems to have been a success.

"Norma" was a stunning production.

George was away for it.

That's right, I remember you were there without him.

I couldn't miss it.

Many women will not go out to an event like that

without a husband.

Well, there aren't many women like my wife.

She is one of a kind.

- Have you ever been married? - No.

I was engaged once,

but it was called off, and not by me.

How sad.

What a silly girl.

I'm sorry.

Don't be. It was years ago.

Count yourself lucky.

If she didn't appreciate you, then she didn't deserve you.

I'm not sure that's quite fair,

but thank you for lifting my spirits.

I meant what I said.

Tell me about your daughter, the duchess,

at her castle in England.

I suppose she's written about it in the columns,

but I never read them.

Thank you. She's doing well.

Well, we hope she's doing well.

We haven't heard much from her.

It must be interesting for her,

whatever else it turns out to be.

Bertha has lofty goals for our children.

I'd say we both do.

This is a house of high ambition.

Your wife wanted an opera box.

Now we have a new opera house,

and the Academy of Music is dust.

That was not my intention.

But that was the result.

I must agree with you, Mr. Merrick.

The Russells do not stop until we get what we want.

I'll leave you to your port.

I'm no match for you.

Ha.

My brother taught me to play when I was quite young.

I have many years of practice.

Is this the brother at the helm

of the Illinois Central line?

Yes, Edgar.

Have you met?

No, but I've done my research.

Your family takes pride in the railway.

We do.

And yet,

you keep selling shares to Risley Sage.

We haven't sold a share in years.

It's true, Edgar made decisions back then that let in Sage,

but that won't happen again.

The Illinois Central goes through Chicago,

and there's no better way to connect the coasts.

Chicago is the key.

That's why Risley Sage wants to control it.

With him, it's a daily struggle.

The instability in the markets

has made your company vulnerable,

but I can change that.

If you sell to me, I'll transform it,

make it fit for the future.

Sage would bleed the line of every cent

and then sell it off piecemeal to the highest bidders.

And you won't do the same.

If you sell to me,

I'll make sure the Merricks still have a voice

in the most important railroad in the country.

Your speech broke my concentration.

I'm happy if it makes you take my offer seriously.

The reason it's in Chicago

is that was the center of my grandmother's world.

Selling it would be like getting rid of her.

If you allow me a majority,

you'll still have a great many shares.

And I'll always recognize that.

I don't know you, Mr. Russell.

I know your wife, and I like her.

But you didn't become this rich

by making heartwarming promises.

Or if you did, I doubt you kept them.

It's true that none of my competitors

would promise what I have.

Thank you, Mr. Russell, but we are a proud family,

and Edgar has a plan in place

that will keep him as head of the company

for years to come.

So I don't think there's any offer you could make

that would entice us to sell.

Now I'll say good night.

Well, I'm disappointed.

Where'd you meet your husband?

At my first job in New York, I was a housemaid.

He looked after the accounts for the kitchens.

So he was a hard worker.

A hard worker.

Funny.

Rather good-looking.

And I was young.

Were you happy?

I think so.

We wanted children,

but some things aren't meant to be.

Was that what caused his melancholia?

I used to think so,

but now I'm not so sure.

You still love him?

That's such a hard question.

I withdraw it.

No, don't.

Uh... mm.

I still love the man he used to be.

But whether he loves me...

Well,

I love you.

I mean it.

And I'm grateful.

I mean that too.

I think Miss Marian would want us at the wedding.

Are you sure?

When Mrs. Van Rhijn is opposed to it?

She may be, but she will attend.

In protest.

What does that mean?

It means she'll wear a frown and a dark dress,

but we'll be invited, and so will Jack,

since Mr. Larry is his business partner.

There will not be a servant at their wedding.

Mrs. Russell won't allow it.

No, when Jack is probably richer

than most of the other guests?

What do you mean?

Yes. How can John be that rich?

It's not for me to say.

Oh, come on, Mrs. Bauer.

Don't tease us like this.

How much was John paid for the clock?

$300,000.

Oh!

Jack, what are you waiting here for?

Come on.

Welcome to the Haymarket.

What is this place?

It's anything you want it to be.

Women, drinking, entertainment...

men, if you fancy.

You want gambling? There you have it.

Red 29!

Listen, Larry, I'm not sure what to make of all this.

It's not complicated.

Enjoy it. You have money now.

You can afford a more interesting life.

Make sure that you do.

There's my friend at the bar.

Larry, there you are.

Here, right this way.

Two more for my friends, please.

Have a seat.

This is my partner, Jack Trotter.

We heard about the clock.

Well, I do hope you'll have a good evening, Trotter.

I know I'll have an evening I won't soon forget.

Well, you certainly picked the right place to celebrate.

Enjoy yourself, Simon.

This may be your last night at the Haymarket.

Oh, I wouldn't say that.

Ann is a very reasonable woman.

No woman is reasonable about a club like this.

No wife, anyway.

Do you want to buy me a drink?

I'm sorry, no.

Don't apologize.

What about you?

I wouldn't mind discussing it.

Larry, has one of them got your attention?

I won't be a minute.

Excuse me,

but are you Maud Beaton?

Who's she?

You needn't admit it, of course.

Why should I, when my name's Dolly Trent?

Enough.

What happened tonight?

I could ask the same question.

- Thank you, Andre. - Yes, Madam.

Are you ready for Newport?

I am, Madam.

Marian Brook is not the kind of girl

I have in mind for Larry.

Keep out of it, Bertha.

I won't let you do to Larry what you did to Gladys.

I learned he is to marry without my consent.

He is of age and does not require

your consent or your approval.

I approve, and I am still the head of this house,

though your behavior tonight has made me think.

What do you mean?

I felt like a cuckold at my own dinner table.

You were the one who begged me to charm him.

You didn't need to be as charming as that.

Should I have sulked in silence?

Well, they won't sell anyway, so it was all a waste of time.

I... I'm sorry, but I did what you asked.

Really?

Because I've never seen you behave like that with anyone.

You cannot be angry with me

if you were unable to close a business deal.

I am not at fault.

Of course not, Bertha.

You are as pristine as a Raphael fresco.

Might you have done something to offend Lady Sarah?

Not that I can think of,

though she seems to offend easily.

That's true enough.

Mr. Fox told me there'd be a ticket

for my passage back to America,

but can she fire me if I work for you?

Let me see what I can do.

How can you dismiss my maid for no reason?

I had my reasons,

and she was never meant to be permanent.

Maybe, but she was to stay to train her replacement.

I'm afraid she's not equipped to train a new maid.

Not for life at Sidmouth, at any rate.

In your opinion.

Yes, in my opinion.

Your opinion is not the only one to be considered.

Surely even you concede that I know a little more about

how things are managed in England.

Why couldn't she keep her maid?

Hector, I am trying to turn her into an English duchess.

It's hard work, and she's unpromising material,

but I am doing my best.

It was you who told me I must save the family

with a Yankee heiress.

I suppose it never occurred to me

that you'd have to bring her home.

This is to be sent to New York immediately.

Tell no one.

Yes, Your Grace.

Thank you, Bertha.

Larry,

the metallurgist report you asked for.

There's not much here.

Because the mines are worthless.

Focus on getting the land.

I'll do my best.

I need you to do better than that.

Ah.

Let me say my goodbyes, and then I'll be on my way.

You're leaving now?

I'll be back as soon as I can.

I'll miss you every day.

I'll miss you every moment.

No, no.

Don't mind me.

I should be on my way too.

Oscar.

I'm glad I caught you.

You ought to know,

I saw Maud Beaton last night.

Maud Beaton?

Are you certain?

She was working at the Haymarket.

What do you mean? What sort of work?

Uh, what sort of work do women generally undertake

in those kinds of establishments?

I've got to go.

And don't worry, I've told you, but I won't tell anyone else.

Thank you.

Oh, I've dropped my shawl.

- I'll get it. - Thank you.

The Stonington line to Providence...

Miss Scott.

In 10 minutes.

Mr. Fortune, what are... what are you doing here?

Mr. Kirkland.

Dr. Kirkland. What's this?

I'm joining Miss Scott for our interview.

That's not what your letter said.

Well, I had a change of heart.

I cabled Mrs. Harper, so it's all set.

But you've given this assignment to Miss Scott.

She's capable.

Why do you need to be there at all?

Why don't you write your questions down,

and I'll ask him for you?

There is no time for that. We'll miss our train.

There's no we.

I will do this alone or not at all.

I don't understand what the problem is.

She just told you.

Let's not make a scene.

Fortune, you should leave.

I don't like your tone.

That's too bad, because I was being polite.

Hey, stop this!

No need for this.

Mr. Fortune, I will write the piece alone,

or I can go home now.

I see.

Have a good trip.

I look forward to reading your article.

All aboard! All aboard!

I understand why you said

things with Mr. Fortune were complicated.

There's more to tell you.

I'll be here when you get back.

Thank you.

I told you not to find shares elsewhere.

In the end, Risley Sage is a businessman.

Risley Sage is a horrible human being.

I only meant that if Mr. Merrick won't sell,

then surely Mr. Sage...

We'd overpay by a factor of 10,

and we don't have that kind of money.

Go and find something else.

Who was that?

Brinkley.

He's replaced Clay.

Where's Mr. Clay?

I fired him.

What? Why?

He couldn't close on the Morenci deal

or the Illinois Central line.

Why didn't you tell me?

I don't tell you everything.

I wish you would.

But what is going on with your business?

There's a recession and some panic in the market.

I'm aware of that. Will it affect you?

Can you find the money you need?

Had your friend Mr. Merrick taken my offer,

we'd be in a better position.

How bad a position are we in?

I don't have time for this.

Just tell me how I can help.

Find out how our daughter is really doing in England.

Gladys is fine, and I'm leaving for Newport tomorrow.

There's a charity luncheon...

I don't need the details of your social calendar.

I only mean that I'll be away.

And with Larry gone, you'll be on your own.

Good.

George, what is happening?

Everything's at stake.

I've no time to soothe your guilt or calm your fears.

I must get back to work.

Do you ever think of Maud Beaton?

Certainly not, and nor should you.

Only my neighbor, Larry Russell,

came across her not long ago.

I suppose she's living it up, spending your mother's money.

She's working at the Haymarket,

so I don't suppose she's exactly living it up.

Goodness.

That's not what I expected at all.

Will you go and see her there?

I'm not sure.

- Maybe. - For what purpose?

It can't be revenge.

If she's at the Haymarket,

justice has already been served.

Oh, I'd still like answers.

She left me penniless.

- Yes, but... - There's a but?

The deception was mutual.

She may have stolen your money, but if you had married her,

you would have stolen her entire life.

Neither of you was being honest.

It's easier not to think of it that way.

She got her just deserts,

and now, thanks to your hard work,

so have you.

Mrs. Forte, please, come upstairs.

Thank you.

The spirits told me I would see you again.

Oh, I've brought his watch.

All in good time.

Oh.

We will begin with Mrs. Forte, please.

Lay your hands flat on the table.

Yes.

Mm.

I'm glad you did not give up.

Your husband has a message for you.

He does?

He wants you to know he loved you

more than he loved anyone else.

He did?

And he knows how much you loved him.

- Let me see the watch. - Oh, yes.

Here it is.

Your marriage wasn't long.

No.

Sadly, it wasn't.

And your husband?

He died quickly.

Yes.

Mr. Forte wants you to know

that he wants you to have peace while on this Earth,

and know that you will be reunited again.

He told you all of this?

Yes.

He is here.

He is?

May I speak to him?

Go ahead.

Darling,

I miss you so.

Some mornings, I still reach out,

hoping to find you next to me.

I'm so utterly lost without you.

It pains Mr. Forte to hear you say that,

but he is very proud of the way

you have conducted yourself since he's been gone.

Oh! He is?

He loves your pure heart, and he prays for your happiness

while you are still in this world.

Thank you.

How was your temperance meeting?

Good.

Rewarding, really.

You sound quite perky.

I'm glad.

I've been thinking...

I might start wearing a little more color.

I only mean half mourning...

lilac, violet...

but it's less sad than black.

It certainly is.

You rang, ma'am?

Yes, Bannister.

Mrs. Forte and I feel we have a right to know

how much money our footman will make

from his clock endeavor.

Do not include me in this.

Will you find out?

Yes, ma'am.

Agnes, that was too intrusive a question.

Not with John living under my roof.

I...

I know you have the money now,

but this was my house for much longer than it's been yours.

Oh.

Oh, it's beautiful.

He chose it himself.

Oh, my lord.

- Is it public yet? - Not quite.

Larry went to Arizona on business for his father.

He wants it announced as soon as he returns.

Oh, well done.

You're the first person who's been able to cheer me up.

I'm happy to see you smile.

I haven't done it in so long. It feels strange.

I'm thrilled at your news and so pleased you could come.

At least I'll have one friend to talk to

at Mrs. Fish's party.

So Newport is as hard on divorcees as everywhere else?

The locals are kinder,

but this is the season's first big event

with summer people from New York.

They say that Mrs. Astor's coming,

but I don't think she can be.

Mrs. Fish wouldn't have asked me if she were.

How is Mrs. Astor with you?

I haven't seen her since the news broke.

I've been here.

But she has troubles of her own.

You heard her daughter's husband

challenged her lover to a duel.

I've read all about it in the papers.

I confess, I don't often feel sorry for Mrs. Astor.

Well, at least it should make her kinder towards you.

I'm not sure.

Lina Astor has her own ways of seeing things.

So will you live here in Newport now?

Maybe.

The lawyers say I'll get the houses

when it all goes through.

How have they managed that?

Charles is the adulterer, so the court favors me.

I get the houses.

But of course, he gets our friends

and the life we lived together.

As soon as I think

I have no more tears to shed, they come.

Anyway, enough of all that.

Let's talk of happier things.

All right, but we should do it in the carriage,

or we'll be late to Mrs. Fish.

Oh, yes.

Mrs. Astor, can we expect your daughter, Mrs. Drayton,

to join us?

Uh, no. I'm sorry.

She won't be coming.

That's too bad.

- Why is that? - I wanted to thank her.

She spoke to Gladys about life in Europe.

Her advice was very helpful.

I sometimes wish Charlotte would go back to Europe

and make a life there.

That might help us all.

Miss Marian Brook and Mrs. Fane.

Miss Brook.

Mrs. Fane, I wasn't sure you'd come.

I accepted the invitation.

Well, you might not want to stay.

If you'll excuse me, Miss Brook.

Mrs. Astor is here.

I wasn't sure she was going to make it from New York

when I asked her.

Oh, how could this happen?

She's not very good at it.

Aurora, you look well.

Thank you for saying that.

I feel like a pariah.

I'm sorry.

It's not your fault.

I suspect Mrs. Astor may use you

as a distraction from the gossip

about her daughter's marital woes.

I sympathize with them both.

We're all so quick to see the mote in someone else's eye

and forget the plank in our own.

Bless you.

I wish I could do more.

You've done so much already.

Luncheon is served.

Shall we?

I'm sure.

You must understand.

Mrs. Fane, I apologize.

This is all very difficult,

and I'm not quite certain what I should do.

Then I'll tell you.

You should show Mrs. Fane to her seat.

Please don't put me on the spot.

I'll leave.

I don't want to be the source of any trouble.

Then I'll leave with you.

But you can't!

You're our main patron.

If you go, they'll run for the doors.

You should have thought of that.

No, Bertha.

I don't want to ruin the party for anyone.

How will that help? I'll go.

I can take Aurora home.

That's so good of you, Miss Brook.

Very well. If you're sure.

Yes.

Come.

I was invited to this when I was Mrs. Charles Fane.

Now I'm no one.

Oh, Aurora.

Another lovely gathering, Mamie.

I'm grateful to have this moment alone,

though you may not be pleased with what I have to say.

That sounds worrying.

You're digging your own grave

if you think you can bury Aurora Fane

when Charlotte is headed for the divorce courts.

Oh, Charlotte.

Charlotte was always an unruly child,

but I thought she would grow out of it.

We even let her choose her own husband.

But unfortunately, marriage didn't steady her.

Now her failings have become fodder for the gossip mills.

If you know that, then why are you

- stalking Mrs. Fane? - Stalking?

Charlotte is not getting a divorce.

Mrs. Fane is.

Even if Charlotte were to reconcile with Mr. Drayton,

now that he has challenged her lover to a duel,

they have opened a Pandora's box.

Mamie,

you must understand.

I cannot weaken on this matter.

Well, then, you have one question to answer.

And what is that?

Are you willing to exile your own daughter from society?

If not, you cannot exile Mrs. Fane.

You have a difficult choice to make, Lina.

I do not envy you.

How was Newport, ma'am?

I hope you had an enjoyable stay.

It was interesting.

Any news of our spying traitor?

Not yet, ma'am.

I was right.

Gladys is miserable.

I should never have allowed you to bully her like that.

- What are you talking about? - Read it.

What's your great plan now, Bertha?

This can be fixed, and I'll see to it.

I'll go to England.

I don't know if I'm angrier at you or myself.

You made me weak,

and I find that hard to forgive.

Someone said the "Gallia" sets sail

the day after tomorrow.

What will you say to her when you get there?

You can't make her love him.

I can fix this, believe me.

That's the problem.

I don't think I do believe you anymore.

I can solve this sooner than you think.

I'll be there before Larry even sets foot in Morenci.

I'll make everything right.

Do what you want.

Don't expect me to be here when you get back.

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