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You have a daughter.

- Ross? - Mm-hm?

- Disappointed, are you? - What about?///

- We must have a party. - A party?

For the christening.

- Who's to be there? - The family.

- Your family? - And yours.

Together? Oh, no, Ross. 'Twould be disaster.

Hardly that.

Please, Ross. There's your folk and there's mine.

They're nice enough but 'twouldn't do to mix 'em. Grouse don't go with pilchards.

All right, all right. Then we shall have two parties.

One for your people and another for mine.

'Tis only fair, for them as well as for us.

Very well. Who shall we receive first?

- l think gentlefolk. - As you wish.

l will see to it.

- Ross? - Now what is it?

- What about Elizabeth? - What about her?

- Will she be coming, then? - Everyone shall be invited.

l want Cornwall to prosper, not act as slave to the rest of England.

With respect, Captain Poldark, l do not see myself as a slave.

With equal respect, Mr Pascoe, l don't refer to bankers.

- To whom were you referring? - Our miners die young

working ore which is sold upcountry.

The wealth lies there, in smelting and refining, not digging.

- What do you suggest, my boy? - A change.

A what?

- A change. - Oh.

But Wheal Leisure is doing well.

Why talk of change when your mine is prospering?

Might one inquire what type of change you envisage, Captain?

l don't know yet, sir.

Mr Pearce, will you listen to some like-minded people?

Yes, if they speak up, my boy!

l'll arrange a meeting, then.

Demelza. l'm talking to our guests.

- Ross. - Excuse me.

Ross, don't leave me alone with these folk. Please, Ross!

l must circulate. It will not do to ignore our guests.

Teach me how to behave. l know nothing of their ways.

What they do say don't mean a thing to me.

- You will learn, have no fear. - Have no fear? l'm already terrified!

- And where be the others? - What others?

You know what l mean. Francis and Elizabeth.

Hello, cousin.

That's a surprise.

Ross.

- Verity. - Congratulations, Ross.

Elizabeth.

- What name have you chosen? - For whom?

- Why, the baby, of course! - Oh, er...Julia.

Julia. How pretty.

Do you not think it a pretty name, Elizabeth?

lndeed it is.

Demelza. This must be a wonderful day for you.

- Ah, 'tis that. - May l see the baby?

Why, of course. She's through in the kitchen.

We're going to see Julia. Would you like to come?

Later, perhaps.

You've chosen my favourite name. l had a friend called Julia.

The times will grow worse before they improve.

- If they ever do improve. - There were riots in Bodmin.

A sorry business.

There will be others closer to home before long.

Miners are out of work but must feed their families. What else can they do?

Copper is fickle. One day it's up, next day you can't throw it away.

- It is the same for everyone. - No, cousin, it is not the same.

It has always been thus. In your father's time...

How is it different for you, Francis?

lnasmuch as the lodes of Grambler have thinned to nothing.

- Then look for new ones. - Easy when you have capital.

Finding new lodes costs a great deal of money.

Bankers being what they are, that's a commodity scarcer than copper.

A bank is only as prosperous as its clients make it.

So explain to me why the Warleggans mean to foreclose on Grambler mine

and in the process render its clients,

- including myself, bankrupt. - Who says?

- l'm neither blind nor deaf. - Idle rumour.

All rumours have some substance.

- Will you come to a meeting? - What about?

The future of mining in Cornwall.

Francis.

Future?

What future?

Excuse me.

- Why should we remain here? - You should not have agreed to come.

l did not, if you recall. You set such store by family duty.

We shall leave presently. But for now, try and behave in a proper fashion.

Ah, Captain Poldark.

We were just speaking of your adventures in the Americas.

ls it true that the savages there take more than one wife?

To which savages do you refer, the red ones or the white ones?

Ah, my niece has brought her house guest.

Uncle.

- Good day, sir. - This is Dr Enys.

He's come directly from London.

- Where? - London. We're back to stay.

Captain Poldark, Dr Enys.

- Did l overhear you were from here? - l was born and raised in Truro.

- Dr Enys is newly qualified. - But as yet unemployed.

Did you not find employment in London?

- l did not seek it there, sir. - No?

Well, you shall not make your fortune here.

Nor did l come back to make my fortune, Captain.

l have some knowledge of the lungs. l thought l might work in that area.

As a boy l heard men cough themselves into the cemetery.

- You wish to tend to miners? - Yes, l do.

They get scant attention at present.

For the simple reason, as Dr Choake will tell you,

there's little money to be had there.

Oh, Francis. My cousin, Francis Poldark.

Dr Enys wants to work in these parts.

- Does he, indeed? - Among the miners.

Digging for copper?

l thought it possible to offer treatment.

l'm sorry, forgive me, but you don't sound like a doctor.

You must be new to the profession.

Pay no attention to his mocking, Dr Enys.

We have no surgeon yet for Wheal Leisure.

Perhaps we could offer you a small retainer?

Why, sir, l should consider myself most fortunate.

- Oh, l do envy you, Demelza. - Me? You envy me?

You have a beautiful child and a loving husband.

Well, it 'tain't that good. Better'n it were, aye, but well, there's still problems.

- Which l'm sure you surmount. - Sur-what?

- Solve. - Oh.

One is talkin' to gentlefolk. Me tongue does stick to the top of my mouth.

- So did mine, once. - You? But you be a lady.

You don't have no trouble talkin' rightly.

l could talk rightly, Demelza. But l rarely knew what to say.

We must go. Thank you for the invitation.

l was pleased you could come.

l do remind when l first saw you.

And l you.

You were with that handsome Captain Blamey. Do you think about him?

l don't consider it worthwhile to dwell on the past.

Not with a past like mine but with yours...

You loved him, didn't you?

Demelza, it is difficult for me to speak of Captain Blamey.

Why?

Oh, l do know of all that trouble and all that.

lt wasn't his fault. Well, was it?

Please. Please don't talk of it.

The money will be a pittance. We're a small mine.

Yes, l realise that.

There is a lodge vacant on the Nampara estate. We could waive the rent awhile.

- Come and see me. - Very well, l shall.

l was taught to get things out in the open, not bottle them up inside.

- 'Tis less hurtful that way. - Alas, l was taught differently.

You're still fond of Captain Blamey. 'Tis true, isn't it?

Daughter!

Demelza!

Oh, ma'am, l couldn't stop him.

Where is that daughter of mine?

Ah. There she is.

- What are you doing here? - Come to see my grandchild.

- What do you think? - But your day's tomorrow!

Keeping us separate, eh?

What do you think l be? A dog with dropsy?

So, we aren't good enough to mix with your dandified friends?

Drink! A fine celebration for a babe! Satan's brew!

The breath of corruption already blowing over the innocent child.

Father, what've you come today for?

l am shocked and mortified! The goings-on here!

The lewdness and degradation!

Oh, Lord, strike down these sinners and blasphemers!

And l wonder why you try to keep us from this den of sin!

Daughter, you do shame me.

Shame us all!

Think how you was raised. God-fearing! Pure!

God-fearing?

Have you forgotten the 15 years you were falling-down drunk?

And beat me with anything you could lay your drunken hands on!

Have you forgotten, now you're waving that Bible

and babbling on about God-fearing and purity?

Oh, l wish you were in hell!

What a way to speak to your father! l never...

And you're no better, neither!

They've all gone.

Oh, Ross!

l'm so ashamed.

lt doesn't matter.

Oh, but it does matter!

l wanted them so much to think l was a fit wife for you.

Now they'll think Captain Poldark's wife is a common slut.

- It's my fault. - No, mine.

- l should never have put you... - Oh, that dreadful man!

l could kill him! He come on the wrong day on purpose!

- It doesn't matter. - Talking like that!

- Insulting all our guests! - It does not matter!

Our friends, and l mean our true friends, all like you.

- Verity does, l know she does. - There, you see?

She's often spoken about the regard she has for you.

She was the only one today asked to see the baby.

- Said she envied me. - l'm sure that's true.

Oh, me! Who can't even spend an hour in decent people's company

without screaming and shouting like a wildcat.

Verity needs marriage and children. She was denied both.

That is where her envy lies.

Oh, yes, l'm lucky.

Do you think l don't know that? Luckier than most.

Oh.

Oh, Ross, can't you do something? To help Verity, l mean.

She still loves that Captain Blamey. She as much as said.

l interfered once before. l'll never do that again.

No, Verity has no choice, l'm afraid.

lt seems she's destined to die an old maid.

l've never seen a play.

Would you like to?

Oh, Ross, could we?

''Private engagements undertaken.''

- What's that mean? - They can come to the house.

You mean do their plays at Nampara?

Well, one of their plays.

- Could they do that, Ross? - l'll make inquiries. l cannot promise.

We could invite the villagers to come see our play!

- If you'd like that. - Mm!

Well, l must hurry. Meet me at Pearce's office at noon.

- We'll ride home together. - All right, Ross.

Bye!

Gentlemen, we're all in the copper trade

and we have all experienced how precarious this business can be.

Have you brought us here to remind us of our troubles?

No, Francis, l've asked you here to talk of ways to end them.

The reason why the Cornish copper industry is sick is plain.

- It has escaped my notice.

The real profit is not in mining but in the smelting and refining.

Those who enjoy it are in Bristol or Wales.

ls your suggestion to build our own smelting works?

Yes.

l'll listen to one item only - how much would it cost?///

- The bankers discourage the notion. - Mr Blewitt. Let us be more specific.

The Warleggans have discouraged it as it would intrude on their interests.

The result is the same. The cost is too high.

Suppose that we could raise the capital

- to build an ore refinery... - Parlour games!

..then formed a company to run these works?

Once Warleggan found out we'd all have our credit withdrawn.

You bank with Pascoe. You have an advantage we don't.

And suppose...

we kept the names of the company shareholders secret?

- It's impossible! - No!

Wait. Go on, Cap'n.

lt's pe_ectly legal. We've all attended auctions.

When have you heard a bidder reveal who is behind him?

That's true.

The Warleggans are powerful enough to uncover a secret.

l'd like to hear more and l say we listen. It can do no harm.

l'll listen to one item only - how much would it cost?///

I have made some notes.

- Captain Blamey? - Yes.

You don't remember me.

- Forgive me, madam. - l'm Demelza Poldark.

Poldark?

That name l certainly know. Madam...

l be wed to Captain Ross Poldark.

- Did you say Demelza? - Aye.

The same Demelza that scrubbed the floors and cleaned the chimneys.

Please, come in. Come in.

//

You have changed.I hope I have.

l have a fond regard for Captain Pol...

for your husband.

He was both kind and generous to me when l needed a friend.

He's a good man.

l wish that my memories of the other Poldarks were as happy.

No matter. That was some time ago now.

Are you willing to see Miss Verity again?

She's that unhappy and she still thinks so fondly of you.

Please don't be angry. Someone had to tell you.

- Does she know you're here? - Course she don't!

Why have you? What right do you have to meddle in my affairs?

Verity's been very good to me.

She treats me well, like a real friend.

l don't want to see her unhappy for the rest of her days.

Next Wednesday, we're coming into town together.

We could be at the calico shop in the high street at about 11 .

You could, by chance, just happen to come in.

- Captain Blamey... - Ma'am, please.

You are the most extraordinary young woman.////

l am sorry, ma'am. l cannot do what you ask.

Reopen old wounds that are yet barely healed.

Reawaken the pain again. Verity would thank you for it no more than l.

- How do you know that? - l prefer not to discuss it further.

Very well. You must do as you think best.

- l shall. - But we will be at that shop

on Wednesday at 11 .

You're forthright, ma'am. Indeed you are.///

The sum to be shared among us and others we can trust.

- Who?- Sir John Trevaunance, Lord Devoran. Men of means sympathetic to this.

That's a deal of money to find.

If we find the money......

Whether you raise the money or no is immaterial.

l have not the means to fight the Warleggans and l admit it!

- But l wish you well. Good day. - Francis, please stay.

//

At most, l could find a thousand pounds.

- That is all l am asking. - What?

lf l can raise f27,OOO, l would ask you only for the last three.

But you ask so little.

Your experience and judgement is needed more than money.

How can you find f27,OOO?

- You've spoken to these men of means? - Yes.

They're willing to invest if men of your ability will join the company.

- By heavens, it could work. - Of course it could. It will.

Now, gentlemen. Do l have your hands?

Aye. You have mine.

Mr Tonkin?

On the terms you state... Very well.

- Mr Aukett? - With the same conditions

but l repeat, my limit is a thousand.

- You won't regret this! - Let us hope not.

We must prove that Cornwall does not have to be slave to England.

lf we can do that, we've won.

- Aye. - And if we lose?

Let us drink.

- To anonymity. - Anonymity.///

l am what l made myself.

Madam, reluctant l lead you to the dismal scene.

This is the entrance to shameful death.

To this sad place the abandoned, lost Maria brings despair,

and sees the cause and the subject of all this world of woe.

Oh, fly, abhor and leave me to my fate.

Then what is our misery and despair

who sees the first, Iast object of her love

expiring in her arms?

The officers attend you, sir.

Tell them l am ready.

Not before time.

Shh!

Would you, right Excellence, permit me the honour of a chaste embrace,

the last happiness this world could give were mine?

Ahh.

Exalted goodness, oh, turn your eye from earth and me to heaven,

where virtue like yours is ever heard.

Pray for the peace of my departing soul.

- You filthy varmint! - Varmint is it, missy?

We shall see who works in my theatre!

More!

Oh, too lovely! 'Twas so sad!

Aye, it fair tore at your heart.

Cheers.

- l really liked the play. - Oh, thank you.

lt is the truth.

- Which part did you like the best? - Well...all, really.

No, to be honest, l thought you were the best.

- Why aren't you dancing? - l don't know how.

Oh, get away with you. Anyone can dance.

l'll show you. Come on.

- Jinny? - Yes, sir?

- Have you been to visit Jim? - Not since afore Christmas.

- l be not allowed. - Well, it won't be long before he's home.

- No, sir. - Come and dance.

- Oh, sir... - Come and dance.///

Easy when you try, isn't it?

l've words to say to you, missy.

We shall talk in my caravan.

My arm. You're hurting my arm.

Let go.

Beg pardon, sir, but you were paining the young lady.

Mr CrayFord! A word in your ear!

Thank you. My name is Keren.

- Oh? - Well?

Well, what?

What's yours? Or is it a secret?

Oh, no. Mark. Mark Daniel.

Mark Daniel?

Well, good night, Mark Daniel.

Miss Keren, can l...

Can you what?

Walk you home?

l'd like that, Mark Daniel.

Where are you staying?//

These linens are the very latest from France.

Ooh, and this arrived from Florence only last week.

Feel the workmanship there. You'll agree it's the very finest there is.

Yes, it's very nice. Very nice.

Do you have any lace, Mrs Ritallack?

Lace?

Let me see. Oh, yes, of course. It's in the back room.

Would you excuse me for just one moment?

l don't think there's anything l particularly care for.

- Do you, Demelza? - Mm? Sorry?

We should go along to the other shop.

Oh! l do have an errand to run.

l'll meet you at the stables in an hour.

Please allow me to pass.

May l walk with you a step, ma'am?

l'm sorry to have been so long.

Here we are.

Please excuse me, Mrs Ritallack, but l must leave.

Perhaps another day.

Miss Poldark!

No good can come of our meeting, Andrew.

l challenge that, ma'am.

You cannot know the shame l still feel

remembering how Francis behaved towards you.

- The duel. - It's finished with.

But it is not!

My brother is adamant. He will not have your name mentioned.

His views do not interest me. It's you l'm concerned about.

The past can be reopened

and the pain can be felt once again.

l do not want that.

What about the pleasure?

Yes.

There was that too.

l remember only the happiness.

l tried to block out the pain.

- But Andrew... - l have stewed in my own self-pity

for the past four years, my dear.

Nothing we renew could ever be as bad as that.

Andrew, l think we should reconsider.

l have.

l've done nothing else for the past week.

As citizen magistrate, l order you to disperse and go about your business.

Feeding our children is our business!

Give us corn at prices we can afford!

Lower your prices, miller!

Quiet, men! Quiet!

Sir. We do have no work.

- The mines are closing, more every day. - Aye.

We beg you, lower your prices and there'll be no trouble.

All we want to do is feed our families.

Trouble. Hear that, magistrate? This fella utters threats!

l do no such thing!

But we do beg you. Be reasonable. Lower your prices.

Aye.

The price remains at 15 shillings a bushel.

Now, for the last time, l warn you, disperse and go about your business.

Right! We'll take it for nothing!

Aye, lads, let's help ourselves!

Get out of the way!

Soldiers!

You can't get away with this!//

What'll happen to those poor men?

Away from here. There'll be more trouble today.

He could've been a bit more generous.

l'll take you both to your horses.//

- It's nice here. - Aye. 'Tis that.

l wouldn't mind settling down here.

- Settle down? - Hm.

Be better than travellin' all over in them caravans.

Anything be better than that.

You talk about settling.

'Tis what l say and what l mean, Mark Daniel.

Find a nice place like this.

Find a man l could love.

And who could provide me with a house.

Keren...

l do earn good money.

l do work hard, l'm fit and...

Well, a house.

l could build a house...

if...

if you truly do want to leave the acting.

l have in mind to do just that...

Mark Daniel.

Gentlemen, the time is 12 noon

and as from this moment, Grambler mine is closed.

l'm afraid the times have beaten us.

Perhaps one day it will be reopened and we'll all meet here again.

Meanwhile, my cousin's mine is still in operation and has need of lode workers.

Elsewhere other pits may be seeking labour.

l-l bid you all...farewell.

And good fortune.

- You want to work at Wheal Leisure? - Mr Francis said you needed men.

True but you'd fare better upcountry.

Aye, but it's not for me to go leaving Cornwall just now.

- Why not? - Well, truth is...l'm set to be wed, Cap'n.

- To the actress? - Keren, aye, that's right.

l'm very happy for you, Mark.

See Mr Blewitt, he'll set you to work.

Thank you, sir.

- Was there something else? - Well, you see...

Out with it, Mark.

Well, fact is, Cap'n...

l can't be wed afore we have a place to live

and my brother, Paul, he took my father's old cottage,

l can't take Keren there, so...

fact is, l've a mind to build my own place.

- The men said they'd help. - Yes. How does this concern me?

Keren and me thought we'd like to build down by the woods,

in Nampara land, live there.

That is if you'll let us.

Well, l see no reason why not.

Parson said he can marry us Friday.

Friday? But that's the day after tomorrow.

Well, my brother, Paul, told me

that if a man builds his house inside one full day,

he can claim freehold possession.

'Tis so...isn't it, Cap'n?

Yes.

Yes, it is.

Well, if you're to be married and housed all within one day,

you'd better make a start. Don't you think?

'Tis a proper job.

Aye...it is that.

And l'm... Well, l'm beholden to you all.

You great lubber, you're getting wed today - in an hour.

Don't stand here gawping, get changed.

She won't wait for you if you be late.

Aye, 'tis true.///

l was beginning to think you'd changed your mind.

Sorry. l've just...finished...building...

Come on, then, or the parson will have gone home.

Come on!

Husband?

Mark, l'm ready.

Mark?

Mark!//

- You'll be our agent. - l understand.

Do you?

- No. No, l don't. - l shall explain.

The identity of our shareholders is secret, correct?

Yes.

Someone must enter our bids at the auctions, that is the task of an agent.

- Me? - It's simple if you follow my instructions.

- Morning, ma'am. - What are you doing with those?

We got more than enough clothes. These be old shawls.

- l don't need all of them. - l liked you in this.

Ross, l had that since l was a child!

Such an age ago. Where are you taking them?

l thought Keren Daniel might use them.

Aye. Away with you then, Lady Bountiful.

- Bye, Zacky. - Ma'am.

Zacky, take heed. Our first ticketing is next month.

- How should l know what to spend? - Don't worry. You'll be fully instructed.

- For me? - We thought you might use them.

l had a shawl like this once.

lt was given to me by such a nice man, an admirer,

after l'd pe_ormed in a play.

l do believe 'twas in London.

lf you have no use for them, l can give them to Jinny Carter.

l'll take them.

Can't be no chooser living here, can l?

l'm grateful.

So, Mark works at Wheal Leisure now?

l hardly see him.

When he do come home, he's exhausted.

l wish they'd built this house to face west.

They set it all wrong. The sun never gets inside.

'Tis always so cold.

Like winter in here.

Ha! And the dirt. Look how it collects.

Don't wish you were back with Mr Otway, do you?

Suppose not.

Ooh! Ahh!

What's happened?

This is Mrs Daniel, Doctor. She's hurt her wrist.

You'd best come in and sit down.

Why, you were in the play, weren't you?

Yes.

How did you, er... How did you do it?

Ooh. l was cleaning in the house.

Ooh, it hurts.

Yes, l'm afraid it will hurt for some little while.

What have l done?

You were fortunate in that your wrist is not broken.

However, you do have a bad sprain.

l'll leave you in good hands, then.

- Bye, Doctor. - Bye, Demelza.

Well, no more housework for a while.

Still, l expect you won't be brokenhearted to hear that.

How are you settling down here?

Apart from falling over at your cleaning?

'Tis a change from caravan life, that's certain.

Sorry.

'Tis all right. You got a gentle touch.

Banging miner's chests with my fists

has made me forget the more delicate duties of medicine.

You got such nice things here.

Bits and pieces.

- All those books! - Medical volumes.

Extremely tedious.

Still, l've never seen so many.

They say you can tell a man by the things he owns.

Do they?