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l don't have to ask you where you've been.

Nor l you.

What colour did Elizabeth choose for her wedding dress?

Or now she's had the honeymoon, perhaps she'll forgo the wedding.

You know l've been to Truro.

l came back to take you to that damned dance but you went alone.

God knows what happened.

- God knows l've nothing to hide. - And that you're not hiding it.

'Ere, what are they sayin'?

Wheal Grace is rich in tin.

The rocks l took to be assayed.

Pascoe advanced me f200 on the strength of the report.

- First-grade tin. - So, you were wrong.

And Mark Daniel, Henshawe and Francis were right.

We were all wrong. We were looking for copper and found tin.

At least there'll be work in Sawle this winter.

Some of the mines are closing.

Food prices are up. Pascoe expects trouble.

l rode through Hendrawna on my way back.

Half the men are out of work. It's been a bad harvest...

Demelza, are you listening?

Here, you! Get off this land.

We always do glean the fields.

- Where are you from? - Hendrawna. We always glean.

Not any more. This is private land.

- It belongs to the village from time back! - Aye.

Now the village belongs to Mr Warleggan.

There's orders for this land to be enclosed.

Move off or there'll be trouble.

- Get on. - Get on.

War!

Wa-a-a-rr!

Wa-a-a-rrr!

Have you seen the paper?

The damned Frenchman has beheaded his king

and he's calling on us to do the same!

- l'm glad to say it's war. - l am not, Mr Penvenen.

What? You're not a damned Jacobin, are you,

who feigns interest in the poor to hide envy of the rich?

lf so, sir, l prefer my gout to your company.

l am not glad to say it's war.

l can relieve you of my company easier than the gout.

Oh, come down, sir, come down.

l apologise to ee.

And that toe would burn the charity out of a saint. Look at it.

60 years l've cherished that toe and it turned on me like a dog.

- In humanity's name... - The French are human too.

- Damned misbegotten monkeys. - And the poor.

They have every right to fight their oppressors.

Careful, sir.

Your choler overheats the blood and swells the humours.

That's a damned ill-humoured toe.

They can no more be dismissed with a curse than your gout.

- Who can't? - The poor.

Oh, damn the poor!

We have damned them -

damned them to a life of poverty.

Now we expect them to fight a war for us

to preserve the system that condemned them.

- There. How does that feel? - It burns like hell.

Good. The fire will put out the infection.

Your cure's worse than my malady.

We use one fire to put out another.

A war to put out a revolution.

Let's hope there isn't a revolution to put out the war.

Hope's a fool's paradise.

Oh, stay a moment, Doctor.

Since my niece dashed away to London and l've been laid up here,

there's scarcely been a soul to see me.

- l trust Miss Penvenen is well. - Eh? Oh, yes.

She wrote that she might return soon but there's no counting on it.

Unpredictable girl. Goes her own way.

Pour yourself a glass of wine.

- l'll take a glass. - l advise against that.

Oh, let me go my own way.

There's little enough Ieft for me in this world.

Sit you down, sir.

Your health.

An old man's an old man and there's an end of it.

Your neighbours, do they visit you?

Ross Poldark's too busy with his tin

and Warleggan, since he wed his widow, has been...

What shall l say?

Capitalising her assets.

And enclosing his new estates, putting people out of their houses.

Well, he's a new man. No roots in the land.

No responsibilities to anyone but himself.

Enys, are you an old family?

Tobias Enys sailed with Drake.

Good old Toby.

l forgive you what you said about the war.

You may be right. It could cause more trouble than it cures, like Warleggan.

You'll fight for old England, won't you?

l'll serve my country, sir.

Dr Enys!

Dwight?

Your servant, ma'am.

Keep a watch out!

Steady, man, or l'll have your leg off.

Will, Ned and the others,

all chained together below decks in the transport ship.

Some hundred of us, l reckon.

Women condemned for taking a yard o' cloth,

a little boy who'd stolen a pie to keep himself alive.

- Like animals... - Hold ee still!

..lying there, waiting to set sail for Botany Bay.

- We heard the signal guns. - A man be coming!

He be gone.

l'll be gone afore morning.

Can ee not shift 'em, Jacka?

ln a while.

Ee said ee heard guns.

Aye, we reckon they were a signal for us to set sail.

Then the officer came aboard and said as...

we were at war with France and there'd be no sailing this year.

And the poor fools cheered him.

He said the men'd be pressed into the fleet

and the women and children taken to Bodmin jail.

- The poor fools fell a-weepin'. - And ee?

They didn't know what to do with me. l were no use to any of 'em.

Can you not shift the gyves, Jacka?

There be one way.

l'll tell ee when.

'Tis the men coming from the kiddley.

Then they dragged me up on deck.

A seaman had heard an officer say l was for the gallows.

So while they was they rowing me ashore, l slipped over the side.

With one leg crippled and one in chains?

lt was swim for it or swing for it.

The seaman lay on the oars and the officer was too drunk to shoot straight.

The sea was good to me.

Aye, and the land, too, since l been hunted.

Man would have been my murderer.

l'll give ee my clothes. Ee can lay up here as long as ee will.

- Not ee, Jacka. - Now listen afore ee says that.

We must have they chains off ee.

- Ee can't, Father! - Do ee trust me? Do ee trust me?

When l was a little lad,

my father took me down the old Grambler

and he puts a pick in my hand and he marks a spot on the old face.

lf l could hit that spot first time, he said,

l'd make a miner.

l hit it.

What does it mean?

- What does it mean? - What does what mean?

The war. We can talk about the war, l suppose.

lt'll be different from the last war.

l think it'll be fought in Europe.

We'll probably send an army into Flanders

to stop the French from taking the Channel ports.

- The navy will be... - Us. What does it mean to us?

l don't know.

Well, will you go away? Back to your regiment?

Very likely.

l've made arrangements for you and Jeremy.

Once l've settled my debts there should be...

- Demelza, are you interested? - Of course l am.

l wondered.

There should be enough.

Strange that once all we needed was a little money and had none.

- And now... - We're rich and need nothing.

You'll go away. You'll send Jeremy away to school.

l shouldn't think he'll want to come back.

- Of course he will. - Oh?

l'm still here. Jeremy will be here for ten years.

l don't want him in the army.

lt's safer at sea. He can join Captain Blamey.

- He's two years old. - If we're invaded...

- In God's name... - l can make plans, can't l?

You always think the worst.

When l went to Truro, you thought God knows what.

What you gave me very good reason to think!

- You went to her before. - So that was your reason for...

To stop her. Well, you didn't stop her!

What about you and that drunken boor?

She had to marry Warleggan after what you two did!

- That's a lie. - It's the truth!

So you wallowed with that pig, Bodrugan!

- It wasn't him. - Then who was it?

Who was it, Demelza?

lt doesn't matter, does it?

lt was Captain McNeil.

Nothing happened. Nothing happened...

You said we'd go to London for the winter.

George?

- My dear? - When can we go away?

- Some people here pay no rent. - Oh, l know nothing about that.

Obviously. The Poldarks were bad landlords.

l want to go away from here.

- Trenwith will be quite profitable... - l hate Trenwith!

My dear Elizabeth.

Mine.

When, George?

There are things to do here.

When l was a ragged boy,

l used to walk a dozen miles just to look up at Trenwith,

the young Poldarks on their pampered ponies kicking up the dust.

Aye, they eat it now.

l had to swallow their despite. Now they swallow mine.

lsn't that enough for you?

l have yet to show them what a Warleggan can do, show them all.

- One of them. - That one most of all.

Do you think he cares what you do?

ls that why you're putting up fences around empty villages?

No one cares except the people you put out.

l care that everything l own shows me a profit.

- Then where do they go? - To the war, my dear.

Their country needs them more than l do.

This'll make him care - your son's shares in Wheal Grace.

Your friend Ross will have to part with half his profit.

- No. - Yes, my dear.

- The shares were sold. - There's no record of it here. When?

When Francis died. Mr Pascoe offered me f600 for them.

They must be worth f6,OOO now.

- Pascoe cheated you. - It was before they found the tin.

The shares were worthless. Besides, Pascoe was only the agent.

- l think somebody wanted to help me. - Who was it?

l don't know. l thought it might have been you.

l'll find out myself.

Oh, does it matter, George? Let's go away from here.

lt matters very much, my dear.

lf he was in a position to learn how much the shares were worth,

he broke the law.

My dear Elizabeth, you let him take advantage of you.

lt's providential you married me.

Why did you marry me?

Who are you?

This is Hoblyn's cottage.

Where's Rosina? Where's Jacka?

Jacka be up at the mine. The girl be gone for firewood.

A man from Sawle was captured smuggling a few months ago.

He escaped.

l read about it in the newspaper.

l have a particular interest in what happened that night.

There's a reward for him,

and a description.

lt could fit any man...

with a wasted leg tied to a crutch.

l could be he. There ain't many with a twisted leg.

Don't worry, Paul Daniel.

My interest is in everyone captured that night.

Now, tell me.

The report mentioned a Dr Dwight Enys.

- What was his part in it? - He got off.

No, he didn't get off.

His sentence was as harsh as yours

and as unjust.

He found out the troopers was waiting and gave the alarm.

Saved the most of us. He did all he could for me in prison.

Yes, he would.

Thank you.

You can't stay here. You must leave the country.

When Rosina returns, tell her Miss Penvenen has something for you.

- It'll be money for a passage. - When l need money, l'll take it!

And if you're caught, they'll hang you.

When a rich man steals bread from the poor, who hangs him?

When a master turns away his men and all their families, who hangs him?

When a king murders men by thousands in war, who hangs him?

You're a dangerous man, Paul Daniel.

You have a cause.

What use is that?

l've lost the only thing in life worth having.

Hope.

That is a terrible loss for any man...

Or woman.

Send Rosina to me.

l can do something for her...

though nothing for you

or myself.

You should know me better than to come to me for assurances.

And at this time in the morning.

We was going back to Sawle from a night shift and got to reckoning.

There'll be troubles here like never before.

Since Mr Warleggan became master of Trenwith,

he's cleared over a hundred miners' families off the land -

men that had worked all their lives, driven off like cattle.

You think l don't know what's been happening?

Excuse me, l can't help asking.

Ee's sleeping here - be Mistress Poldark sick?

Mind your own business.

All right, l assure you that your land and houses in Sawle are safe.

Now go to your beds. And sleep better than l did.

- Thank ee, Captain. - Thank ee.

l told you there was no need to bother him.

- What did you show them in here for? - It were only Zacky and Jacka.

- They could've waited outside. - But sir...

- Is she in there? - Aye.

- Did she sleep well? - Like a baby.

This came for ee, sir.

Be from Trenwith.

Garrick.

Wait, wait, wait...

Wait.

l'm going to Trenwith.

- It's from Warleggan. - Will you go?

ls there any reason why l shouldn't?

After that, l shall be at the mine all day.

l tell you so that you can be sure l shall not turn and surprise you.

Doing what?

Whatever married women do when their husbands are away.

They feed, clothe, Iook after their children.

- And in the afternoons? - They entertain their lovers

Very like.

l danced with him, Ross. That's all.

ln a room full of people, l danced with him.

- And returned half-naked. - If you're determined to think that,

l'd better go away.

- You said it was McNeil. - l couldn't stand it.

You'd made up your mind l had a lover because you had!

He would have been my lover. He tried hard enough.

But l stopped him and l stopped myself.

But you did not stop her and you couldn't stop yourself

so l'm better than you are and you can't bear it.

Well, neither can l!

l wish l was as guilty as you are.

Then we could go on living on equal terms

but l'm not and you know l'm not!

And yet you go on and on accusing me,

trying to say l'm to blame and that somehow makes you innocent!

Well, l can't go on like that and l won't, l won't go on like that.

l'll go away.

lf you go, what about Jeremy?

He can go and live with his Aunt Verity and her family.

lt would be better for him to grow up in a happy household.

- Where will you go? - Does it matter?

- You're my wife! - That's my misfortune.

Go someplace for your health.

Bath is full of married women without husbands.

That would be for your health, Ross, not mine.

No, l shall go back to my own people.

They may be poor, ignorant and rough

but at least they're honest.

- l'm dishonest? - Yes, you are.

Then there's no hope for us.

- When will you leave? - One day.

One day soon l shan't be here. Garrick...

Garrick?

Ross, l must congratulate you on your good fortune.

Aye.

Providence would always have me swim against the tide.

- There'll be few men left in Cornwall. - It is the times.

l myself leave at the end of the week to become a navy surgeon.

- l give you credit for more sense. - l surprise myself.

But there is nothing to keep me here. For you, it is different.

There is always a woman here who will love you.

l may have to join my regiment soon.

Miss Penvenen has come back to Kilwarren.

l shan't call on her but if you see her, tell her...

- Just tell her. - Where will you go?

Falmouth. Keep a hold of what you have, Ross.

Don't let go, whatever comes in the way.

l did and l will regret it all my life.

God be with you, Ross.

God be with you, Dwight.

Sir, Captain...

My dear sir, welcome to Trenwith.

You asked me here to talk about Francis's estate

so let's dispense with civilities that have no meaning.

As you can see, l've had no time to make improvements here.

This is a particularly good Madeira l found in the cellar.

No?

You know this room very well, of course.

You won't know it when l've finished.

lf you're replacing my ancestors with yours,

there'll be a good number of gaps on the wall.

You'll be pleased to know that Elizabeth is very well.

l have no business with her. If l'm here to be shown an old house...

You can't change what's in the past.

You can destroy what's here and now,

break up communities, enclose the fields, pull down Trenwith,

put up Warleggan Hall if you like,

but your ghosts will be Poldarks to a man.

Now, do we have any business or not?

lf you insist.

Amongst the estate left by Francis Poldark to his son

was a parcel of shares in Wheal Grace mine.

- Francis had a share. - There was no dividend.

No surprise - Wheal Grace never made a penny.

- It makes a pretty penny now. - The shares were sold before.

- By whose authority? - Mrs Poldark, for her son.

- You mean Mrs Warleggan? - She was Mrs Poldark then.

Who bought them?

That is not a matter for me. It was a private arrangement.

Very private.

Whoever bought those shares knew they were worth more than he paid.

- The shares were worthless. - Yet someone paid f600.

You know the mine was finished.

l know that you discovered tin soon after the shares were sold.

Did you buy them?

lf you did, you abused your position as a trustee.

So l cheated Elizabeth?

Either you paid f600 for worthless shares, which is the act of a madman,

or you withheld information to buy them at less than their value,

which is the act of a criminal.

Which are you, Captain Poldark? A madman or a criminal?

- l'm not on trial. - But you will be.

l've referred the whole matter to the county court.

You're a man at war with everyone around you -

war against the defenceless, those you despise, those you envy.

Be careful, George. You'll raise a war against yourself

that'll make you wish you were in hell.

l've noted your threats.

l pity you.

Once l loved you.

I'm glad you came.

...did you tell you I called?

something you know more about than I

Did you see the doctor? Yes, I saw him once from my carriage.

But he didn't wish to see me.

You need somebody to look after you.

O, Rosina, you mean yourself?

And what about your father?

I'll pay him anyway.

And I must take you some new clothes

and...Rosina, you need a bath.

...appearance and education. I wil teach you to read and write

How do you like that?

There is needle work, drawing and music. You like music, don't you, Rosina?

What's the matter?

That isn't for me, madam

..What is for you, then?

..in a way that he don't

just serve him.

Don't you want to improve yourself?

I be as good as I am. Where can I find a man as good as me?

Enough talk for a young woman.

I don't think I teach you anything.

It arrived by hand, madam,

from Cpt Poldark.They are waiting outside.

Pascoe's Bank.Yes, I soppose so.

Rosina is coming to me as my maid.

Well? It is the time for the doggie's walk.

Rosina will look after Horace from now on.

There, Rosina. Take Horace.

Horace, bite him!

Get out of here!

Get out of this land!

and stay off!

- Sorry, l thought you'd gone. - Demelza...

l, er... l can't see what l'm doing. Will you...

Will you help me?

l want to talk to you before it's too late.

l want to ask you to...

forgive me and not to go away.

Demelza, l was wrong.

When l saw Elizabeth at Trenwith with him, l knew that l was wrong.

lf we must part, let it not be over her.

She isn't worth it.

Not all the years we've been together.

Julia, Jeremy, you...

Do you understand what l'm saying?

lf that's what it is, don't go. l don't love her.

That's all gone and in the past.

Don't let us go, Demelza.

For God's sake, l'm trying to tell you what l feel.

- What do you feel for me? - That we should be together.

- That whoever else there was... - Whoever else?

- l'm being honest for us both. - l never was dishonest!

Not when you made me think you had a lover?

You wanted to believe it.

- Have you never done that? - l believed you loved me.

You know l loved you. l love you now.

You'd better go or you'll be late for your meeting.//

Captain Poldark! Welcome, sir!

Stirring times, sir.

There are more red coats than black.

l'm meeting old friends here. Could your clerk show them in?

With pleasure, sir. Travis...

Thank you.

He'll be changing the colour of his coat ere long.

So shall l. My regiment is to be sent to Flanders.

l've ten days to settle my affairs.

My dear boy, l know you and l know you would not have it otherwise.

Well, sir, one of your affairs has been settled for you.

The court rejected Warleggan's suit over the Wheal Grace shares.

They found no case to answer and made the rascal pay the costs.

That's one burden off my mind.

Here are my arrangements for the upkeep of Nampara.

For my son.

And a...separate arrangement for my wife.

- Separate? - Yes, sir.

To be paid during her lifetime wherever she may be.

l've made Zacky Martin manager of Wheal Grace and you chairman.

And finally...

here is the last payment of the f2,OOO you obtained for me.

- Without it, l would have been ruined. - That was providence, sir.

So you said at the time and l still thank you for it.

A lady here to see you, sir.

- A lady? - Is it Miss Penvenen?

- Yes, sir. - With your permission?

Ask her to come in. l have a surprise for Miss Penvenen.

Miss Penvenen.

Well, Captain Poldark, here l am, at your command.

- Good day, Mr Pascoe. - Miss Penvenen.

- You remember Rosina? - Good day, Miss Hoblyn.

lt's a fine day for the time of year.

Come, sir.

You didn't bring me to Truro to tell me what is evident.

No.

l, er, don't know what to say.

- ''Thank you'' will suffice. - Thank you?

Well...perhaps not.

l am not conversant with the, er... courtesies of commerce.

- l shall not forgive you, sir. - Madam, l swear l did not say a word.

Captain Poldark will bear me out.

Well, sir, shall l, er, give the lady her surprise?

You? Well... Well, you can't surprise her.

Oh? Well, then, you.

- Nay, nay, it's not for me. - Surprise me, someone!

Methinks the Captain's surprised himself.

He has repaid your debt with a handsome interest.

What? l thought he just wished to...

Your debt? Do you mean that she...

That you are providence?

l do not aim so high, sir, nor so disinterested,

but l did lend you f2,OOO.

My God! l'm floored.

Aye, sir. And roofed, too, thanks to Miss Penvenen.

- But l swear l did not... - Oh, never mind.

l see it is l who must say thank you,

though you've made me come a long way to say it.

No! You mustn't go.

l, er... l have a confession.

Two confessions.

- Then l'm as lucky as two priests. - Pascoe didn't tell me.

You did the double kindness of saving me my life and my gratitude.

But they are both at your disposal now and for as long as l have them.

Your first confession was very pretty. l demand no penance.

Now...

l see this is more serious.

lf you did not ask me here to discuss the money, what was it about?

- What should it be about? - No, l am not in the box.

Excuse me, sir, were you expecting Dr Enys?

l expect anything, Travis, anything.

Peccavi.

Te absolvo.

How do you do, sir?

l am as you see.

Captain Poldark didn't tell me l...

How do you do, Miss Penvenen?

Well, thank you, sir.

Dwight, you look...

Yes, it is absurd. War is absurd.

For God's sake, say something, Caroline.

Mr Pascoe, erm...

- Come and dine with me. - It's a little early for dinner.

We must take our chances while we can.

Oh, er...dinner.

Yes, yes, capital, sir!

Capital!

- Come on. - What for?

Hidin' here smilin'. Come on!

Why do they want to be left alone?

No, stay, Garrick.

l can't take you away.

Oh, God. You belong to me more than anyone. Come on, then.

Come on, boy. Come on.

Come on, Garrick.

Garrick!

Garrick...

Nay, l know 'un.

'Tis Poldark of Nampara. He be not our man.

The one who took our land and burned our houses...

Warleggan be our man.

Come on, others are waiting.

Garrick?

l don't understand.

l was going, l was leaving you.

And now Garrick's dead.

He didn't understand the new fences.

l'm going to Trenwith. It's got to be settled once and for all.

- It's late, Ross. Don't go now. - l have to.

l must settle with Warleggan before l go away.

l've been recalled to my regiment.

- l leave in ten days. - Oh, Ross...

l'm to be broken bit by bit.

Demelza, l love you.

- They armed! - Zacky's just...

Ma'am, where be the Captain?

- What's happened? - The country be raised.

They're all marching on Trenwith.

- Trenwith? - They say they'll burn it,

treat Warleggan like he treated them.

Oh, God, Ross has gone there! l must go to warn him.//

- We'll see! - Sir, it be Captain Poldark.

- You treat visitors this way? - Unwelcome ones.

l've come to settle with you, Warleggan.

Do you want these people to hear?

You can go.

Well?

- Your men shot my dog. - A dog?

You're here because of a dog?

- There are dogs enough. - They could have shot my wife.

And bitches!

l'll meet you where and when you want!

You've met me the last time! Come in!

- You call yourself a gentleman? - Time enough when you're dead!

George.

Not here.

Take him outside. Throw him down one of the old mine shafts.

- Why are you here? Be still. - l came to warn...

Soon you'll be still forever!

- It's no affair of hers. - 'Tis mine.

Take 'em both out!

Sir, there be men with torches!

Great crowds, coming towards the house.

Watch them!

Bar the doors. Shutters over the windows. Give me your gun.

Say your prayers, both of you. May God forgive you cos l don't.

- You'd better run. - They can't harm me!

George!

- Take this... - No!

- God damn you! - Look!

He murdered 'un. He murdered 'un!

Warleggan!

The stable.

Burn 'em! Burn 'em!

Ross! You can't give them the horses.

Let them ride out of our lives.

lf they die, they'll live with us forever.

They would have killed him. Why did you do it?

l didn't fancy you a rich widow.

l want him alive.

l want him to remember that he owes his life to me.

Go on. Go.

Get away with ee. There's many here still know ee.

- Come with us, Mrs Tabb. - Oh, no, sir.

Nobody'll have an old body like me. There be Trenwith.

l might be able to save something out of the old life.

The old life has gone, Demelza.

'Tis gone.

Ten days and you'll be gone.

Time will repay us and make them years.

Or would you have us go home and grow old round the fire?

Then the years would go like days.

Poldark.

Gypsy.

l never did pay you for that first time.

Here, l have a shilling about me somewhere.

lt won't be forever. Nothing is forever.

Take it while we can. Live it!

Fight it!

Laugh at it.

What, Ross? What?

Take whatever life gives and call it ours -

what danger,

what chance,

what love,

what happiness...

l love you now.

l'm happy now.

Now?

Oh, yes.