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Your father sold your mother

to another plantation owner.

The only way
that we could be together

- is if we were to escape.
- Why

- will you not listen to me?
- You're a wonderful wife,

but you're not a businessman.

The Duke did me the honor
of asking for my hand in marriage.

Why did it have to be him?

- You're not yourself here.
- It's not Sanditon.

Augusta has eloped
with Sir Edward Denham.

So you'll help me find her.

Miss Markham is far from alone.

She has her uncle,
his brother.

Our parents are expecting us.

What's one more day
when Augusta's future's at stake?

This is the last thing
I'll ask.

Then I'll come back to you.

I promise.

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 won't 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 of a place called

Falmouth.

Well done, Leo.

Let's hope to God we find her
before she is ruined.

I will see Miss Heywood
safely returned.

Godspeed to you both.

Good morning, Louisa!

And how is my betrothed
this morning?

- Oh, perfectly dreadful.
- I might have known.

You've 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's run off,
with that Markham girl.

Dear me.

Well, I assume that the uncle
is trying to recover her.

Yes, he's 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.

Well, not necessarily.

If we can keep
the whole affair a secret,

we could 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 won't have
to worry about the family name.

I suppose
that's some consolation.

One of the many benefits
you will receive

by marrying Mr. Pryce.

What are the other benefits?

You'll find out next week.

Next week?

We've 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 in God's earth
would stop me.

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'm a duchess,

all the voices will be silenced.

All this will cease.

And what about
your happiness?

What about
his happiness?

I've no wish to hurt you.

But if you cannot marry him,
why should I not?

And how is

my daughter-in-law-to-be
this morning?

Your Grace.

Lady Lydia.

Oh, Mr. Parker,

I'm afraid

we're going to have
to steal Miss Lambe from you.

We have a wedding
to organize.

We've been
traveling all night.

Perhaps you should
try and sleep.

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's not a child.

- She knows her own mind.
- She's too young to know her own mind.

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.

Is this not evidence
that she does?

Even if he is unworthy,

what she feels for him is real.

She's a young woman in love.

So 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's 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.

But we've only just arrived.

Are you not exhausted
from our journey?

I am excited.

I feel free, at last.

We no longer have
to hide ourselves away.

We can do whatever we choose.

No one can stop us.

Heading out, I see?

I'm off to the Old Town again,
to see how young Dora is faring.

I hope she is recovered.

I hope she will not soon
be out of a home.

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.

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're not daunted.
- Not in the least.

I relish the prospect.

In truth,
the east wing is in need of...

repair.

But there's so much room
that you and Harry

can go about your own lives.

Husbands need
space to roam, after all.

But not too far.

But rest assured,

I shall only be moving to
the dower house on the estate,

so I will be able to guide
and advise you.

A great comfort, I'm sure.

There is so much to impart!

I've never forgotten

how my late mother-in-law
took me in hand.

And now it's my turn

to ready you
for your new role.

I'm keen to learn

everything you have
to teach me, Your Grace.

You'll make a fine duchess,

I know it.

And the very moment
you are ready,

we shall present you
at court.

There you are!

Mary.

Could this wait, perhaps?

This is Agnes Harmon.

Your mother.

Georgiana!

Stop! Please!

How could you
ambush me like this?

You've spent so long
searching for your mother.

I thought 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 recognize 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.

You have no reason
to be nervous.

I am not nervous.

I trust you

with all my heart.

As you should.

If I'd have known

it were him,
that it would lead to this,

then I would've never
encouraged her.

I do not doubt it.

All I knew was that

you were trying to choose a husband
for her against her will.

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'm sorry that I can't keep you
company any longer,

but Parker and I must secure
the last of our investments.

Well, you've proved
a useful distraction.

You've saved me from dwelling
on my miserable nephew.

Would you be so kind
as to bring round

the carriage?

Carriage?
You mean your buggy.

No, no, no, no, 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.

Now, 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'd 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?

She's clearly
an unscrupulous opportunist

who got wind of the fact
that Miss Lambe is not only wealthy,

but soon to be titled.

The news would need to have traveled
at the speed of lightning.

Well, I hope
they give her short shrift.

But enough of her.

We've 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've 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

back to Antigua.

I assume you read the newspapers

about an infamous heiress,

and suddenly you realized
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'm 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?

I brought you
some fresh fruit, my dear.

Your fever seems
to be lifting, Dora,

but you must eat some of these.

It's very generous of you.

I promise I've not
given up on my endeavors.

- I believe the Old Town can be saved.
- I'm afraid

we need rather more
than your goodwill, Mrs. Parker.

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,

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?

We shall just have
to search street by street.

Are we not best to start
with the boarding houses?

If they've been traveling
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's 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,

- Georgiana's...
- How could you?!

You've served them
eviction notices!

What did you think
was going to happen?

I...

I thought, I hoped

that your conscience
would stop you!

That you'd realize what
you were 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 all is 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.

Make haste, man!

I've 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
that fits their description.

He said there's a tall, fair man

staying at the Old Crown Inn
with his new bride.

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've ever loved
another breathing soul.

Those first six months

were the happiest
I 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.

And by then, I'd already been
in England 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 traveled all night,

but I would have done anything--

anything--

to see your face again.

It found me in the end.

Just as you have.

Whatever's transpired,
try to show compassion,

or you'll only
drive her further away.

Uncle.

Miss Heywood.

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 can 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'll join us.

Now it'll be
a double celebration.

What are we celebrating?

You haven't told your mother?

I'm to be married.

Oh, Georgiana,

that is wonderful!

Of course I'll come.

How can I miss a chance
to meet your new family,

or the man you love?

I'm 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 that we can hold
a proper wedding.

Forgive me
for calling unannounced.

I had to see if there was
any word of Augusta.

Your arrival
could not be more welcome.

Alas,

there is no news.

With every hour that passes,
I grow more concerned.

I am sure she will be
safely returned all too soon.

I just wish
there was something

I could do to be of use.

Instead,
I find myself restricted

to pacing
the corridors endlessly.

At least we can now
pace them together.

I've 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 come out of this miserable situation.

What's 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 can never underestimate
the power of denial.

I feared I might
never see Leo again.

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.

Let me just say this.

I would never ask you to marry

any man against your will.

A young 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're a remarkable
young woman.

I've 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,

of you, that he can offer you
the fulfilment

and happiness you deserve...

...then you have my blessing.

Edward is a good man.

He has treated me with nothing

but respect

and kindness.

He could have taken my honor,
but chose not to.

No.

It was only their arrival
that spared your honor.

What?

A good man would not steal you
from your family for his own ends.

This, this wasn't
for your own ends.

We are in love.

I've never been
in love with you.

It has only ever been
your inheritance I wanted.

Not you.

Edward, that is a lie.

Don't do this.

You do not care about my money.
We are fated to be together.

Are you really so naïve?

There were
many women before you.

There will be
many women to come.

Did you really think that

you would somehow
be the one to redeem me?

I always put myself first.

Ask Esther.

Ask Clara.

Ask my son.

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.

What is
your future husband like?

Is he handsome?

Some would say.

And kind.
I do hope he is kind.

He is kindness itself.

I'm so sorry.

Mr. Parker isn't here yet.
I can't think of

what is keeping him.

And now our other guests
are arriving. What are we to do?

I'm certain
he will return soon, Mary.

In the meantime, rest assured,
I shall play host in his stead.

Thank you, Arthur.

Lord Montrose.

Your Grace,

Lady Lydia.

How radiant you all look.

Your Grace.

Lady Lydia, Harry.

May I introduce

my mother.

So it is true.

She is your mother?

There is not
a doubt in my mind.

Well, this is both, uh,

unexpected and

delightful.

I am indeed pleased to meet you.

I could not wait
to meet you all properly.

Most especially Harry.

Uh, 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.

You're not married.

How original.

When you asked me
to stay for dinner,

I would never have guessed

you had this in mind.

Had I known you'd be here, I would
have had Cook prepare a banquet.

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.

He was not wealthy, either.
Or kind.

We married in circumstances

not unlike those your niece
finds herself in now.

Hence your concern for her.

By the age of 30,
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've since
sworn off love and marriage.

It's getting late--
I've kept you too long.

Must you leave?

Forgive me.

You're forgiven.

I must apologize again for
my husband's unforgivable lateness.

I'm sure he won't mind
that we've started without him.

Mr. Parker,

surely a toast is called for.

Uh, of, of course,
Your Grace.

To the, uh,

future Duke and Duchess
of Buckinghamshire.

May your marriage be

long and happy.

And may your firstborn
be a son.

To us, my love.

How long will you be staying
in Sanditon for, Miss Harmon?

As long as I can.
Now that I've found

Georgiana, I am 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's nothing wrong with

a little gentle guidance
now and again, Lydia.

Wouldn't you agree,
Mrs. Parker?

Well, my children
are still young...

Arthur, I've 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?

Ample.

If, if the arrangement
would be agreeable.

Of course he would.

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.

It's 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, uh,

situation,

- Miss Harmon?
- I lodge with my employer in Bristol.

So you have a,

a trade.

I work for an organization
that helps former slaves.

They were a great help to me
when I was given my freedom.

But I imagine that's not
something you like to dwell on.

I am not in the least
ashamed of who I am.

Nor should you be.

You quite all right, Mrs. Parker?

Yes, thank you.

I wonder if we have
a need for all these fires.

It's barely autumn.

You must tell me
where you two met.

We met here in Sanditon.

Just a few weeks ago.

A brief courtship?

The briefest imaginable.

Yes, I was...

I was struck by Georgiana
the first time I saw her,

and, um...

We quickly came to realize
we wanted the same things.

And what are those things?

What everyone
wants from a marriage,

surely.

Position, stability...

Some might venture
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.

Would you excuse me?

I feel in sudden need
of some air.

She's burning up.
Send for a doctor at once.

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.

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 that I'm
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--
incapable of feeling.

- Tom! At last...
- I know, I know,

I am fearfully late
for dinner,

but it was worth it.
No.

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's Mary.

She is gravely ill.

Oh, good God, Mary.

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.

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.

Charlotte.

Thank goodness,
you must come at once.

What is it?

Mary collapsed
in the middle of dinner.

Dr. Fuchs
is with her now.

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's such a great honor
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.

Do I gather
Miss Heywood is returned

in Mr. Colbourne's carriage?

That's right, Your Grace.

You're 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,

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.

I believe there is
some left in the dining room.

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 behavior has been egregious,
Miss Heywood.

Would that she'd just
sit up and admonish me.

Mary...

Mary, I swear it, we will never have
a cross word again.

I will never
stray from your side

or, or waste a moment
without your company.

There is nothing
more important than you.

Without you,
I cannot exist.

Please...

Please!

There is not a lot
of claret left, I'm afraid.

I can ask the 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 you know I love Georgiana?

And I love...

My dear Arthur.

I feel the same.

I'm so sorry, Harry.

But I must be true to
who I am.

I would sooner live alone
than live a lie.

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.

Then
it is time we left her to your care.

I will stay and keep vigil.

You should get some sleep.

We can escort your mother

back to your apartment.

Thank you,

that would be kind.

- Everyone has left.
- All except Mr. Starling.

How is Mrs. Parker?

There's still no change.

- You didn't need to stay.
- And Miss Markham?

You have yet to tell me
what transpired in Falmouth.

- She's quite unharmed.
- I'm glad.

I'm 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 that there was
someone she'd wanted to marry,

but her mother
put an end to it.

I 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 can't feel anything
other than love for you.

That is what makes this so hard.

How does this compare with

your lodgings in Bristol,
Miss Harmon?

There's a great deal
more room, but it's rather less cozy.

You realize Georgiana is

soon to be mistress
of one of the grander houses

in the country?

Yes, you made that
quite clear at dinner.

And 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.

Her heart thumps
like a racing horse.

You must prepare
yourselves for the worst.

No.

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.

She requires
nothing less than a miracle.

I question whether
she's even my mother at all

or a fortune hunter.

I have used you ill, Arthur.

Mrs. Wheatley said there was
something you wished to tell me.

Something you could only say
in person?