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I could not remember when I'd last felt so ready for change.

A new beginning.

As I travelled to the Lakes,

I reflected on what the Gardiners had taught me.

They did not consider happiness a matter of chance.

Instead, they did everything in their power to cultivate it.

Through them, I could see another way of being.

I just want to stretch my legs.

Be quick.

Of course, Mother. I will be swift.

Ann?

Mary?

What are you doing here?

I'm with Mr. and Mrs. Gardiner, we're travelling to the Lakes!

What... What are you doing here?

Oh, Mary,

we have much to catch up on.

My mother and I were just taking a rest at the inn.

We're heading home to Nottingham for two weeks.

But, what of you and Mr. Hayward?

Are you engaged, at last?

Actually, Mary,

Mr. Hayward and I ended our agreement.

Sorry?

I am now engaged to Mr. Powell,

who I met at Mr. Ryder's supper.

Ann?

My mother's calling, but I've got so much to tell you.

How is Mr. Hayward?

He... He took the news as well as could be expected.

I care deeply for Mr. Hayward but we were not a match.

He had, for many years, been trying to advance his career,

so that we might be married.

And it was taxing on us both.

I'm sorry.

You will see him at the Lakes, will you not?

Take care of him for me.

Of course.

Ann?

I must go, but I will call for you on your return to London.

Poor Tom.

He must be heartbroken.

Ah, yes. He must.

"Now, while the birds thus sing a joyous song

"And while the young lambs bound As to the tabor's sound

"To me alone There came a thought of grief

"Timely utterance gave that thought relief

"And I again am strong."

Did you sleep well, Mary?

I had a dream that Mother came to fetch me.

It was quite frightening.

Your mother will not follow you here.

-Can we be sure of that? -Mary, your mother hates nature.

And any form of inconvenience.

-And the North more generally. -It is indeed!

Look who I found.

Tom! I'm so pleased that you were able to join us!

I'm not interrupting?

-No. -No. Not at all.

We're very pleased to see you.

I thought long and hard about what you said.

I said that he works too hard

and should enjoy himself, occasionally.

How lovely that someone listens to me.

Oh, we all hang on your every word my dear!

-Tom, join us. -I've already eaten.

In that case, why don't you two go out and get some fresh air?

Before we head to the lake?

-Good idea. -Yes.

Alright.

-I have something for... -Such clean air...

Sorry, forgive me.

It was nothing, please.

Miss Bennet, I wondered if this might be of use to you.

It's Mr. Wordsworth's Guide to the Lakes,

where geography meets poetry.

Thank you.

It is most fortunate that you were able to join us.

How was your time at Pemberley, Miss Bennet?

Pemberley was...

Very busy.

I am pleased to hear that your mother has recovered.

Oh, yes, my mother was...

Very much back to her old self.

That is a good thing, is it not?

No... Yes, but...

well, in her strengthened state...

I think she may be more disappointed in me now than she has ever been.

Well, I am very surprised to hear that!

You have not met my sisters, Mr. Hayward.

They are each of them beautiful and accomplished.

I do not compare well, as my mother often observes.

Miss Bennet.

I am so sorry that anyone has ever made you feel like a disappointment.

I bumped into Ann Baxter, on the way here.

At the coaching inn.

Quite by chance.

I'm sorry, Mr. Hayward,

I understand you must be

suffering, terribly.

Well, I...

Thank you.

I heard our friend Mr. Ryder came to visit you at Pemberley?

-Oh, well, yes... -Mary? Tom?

We should get going!

Yes.

-We must speak again. -Yes. Quite.

I read in my fishing book,

that we need to find the creases,

where the current meets calmer water.

So now, no,

You're holding the line too tightly.

And you should never have an overfilled spool.

-No, just loosen it a little. -Forgive, forgive me.

Yes. Now, cast off.

What's the name of that mountain, there?

I believe that is Scafell.

Mr. Wordsworth's sister Dorothy climbed Scafell, did she not?

She did.

It is said that you can see all the way up to sea, from up there.

How wonderful!

Would you be prepared to attempt climbing it with me?

-Really! Do you think we could? -I'd like to.

Are you skilled at physical pursuits, Miss Bennet?

-No! Not in the least, no. -I think I felt a tug!

-But I'm... I'm enthusiastic. -I'll get the net.

Well, that'll do. That and good boots.

What is it?

I hope I didn't speak out of turn when I mentioned Mr. Ryder's visit?

Oh, no, oh no, not at all. No, I really only...

I only hope that I didn't speak out of turn, by mentioning...

-Miss Baxter. -Oh no, not at all. Not at all.

-Mr. Ryder's visit... -Miss Baxter and I had...

-It was brief and... -For some time...

-It was uneventful. -Been growing slightly apart.

Something is definitely pulling.

It's sizeable...

-Bring it in, slowly. -No.

No, now, just let the rod do the work.

No, so lift! And reel!

Lift and reel.

Lift and reel.

Perhaps this will be our supper for the evening.

I'm not eating that.

It was moving!

No, no, I cannot show you Mr. Hayward,

for my sketches are... They're an offence to both the lake and to art itself.

Well, that is quite a feat, Miss Bennet.

Well, for the sake of lifting your spirits,

I'll show you my own disastrous drawings,

but please tell no one of what you see.

Do not show me if you are being modest.

I shall feel wretched if yours are actually well drawn.

No, they are not. And I have to warn you,

it will be impossible for you to ever think of me as a man of feeling

once you see these. I have no artistic talent, at all.

No, these are...

No, these are quite terrible.

I don't... I mean, I don't even know what that is?

That?

-That is a duck, Miss Bennet. -It... It has too many legs.

Well, could we say that it is stepping on a plant?

-I don't think we could. -No.

No. No.

Perhaps we would enjoy the view more if we weren't trying to replicate it.

Well, I certainly would.

We could go riding. Do you ride much, Miss Bennet?

No, that's another thing I possess no skill for.

At Pemberley, I went riding with M...

With... With Mr. Ryder.

Ah, yeah.

No...

Mr. Ryder and I are not engaged.

If that's what you thought.

Well...

In, in fact...

Trying, trying to think of a different future, for myself.

I am wondering whether governessing

might be possible, outside of my family.

I think you would be an excellent governess.

But Miss Bennet, do you not think that...

you... might,

perhaps, find yourself, a match?

Oh, no. No. Mr. Hayward, no.

I am at peace with that.

Do you not think it might be worth you having one last look about?

-Just to make sure? -No.

I've learnt my lesson.

Any "looking about" will only lead to...

disappointment.

Anyway, I'm sure you do not wish to discuss, engagements.

-Well, the truth is... -Is that the lark that sings, Mr. Hayward?

Well, perhaps it is the thrush?

No, no. The lark is more melodic, the thrush is...

Well, I mean, it's sort of more... it has a variety of sounds more like...

Yes.

But, they might sing differently up here.

In London they sound like...

And I find the lark, is a bit more...

The lark is quite a difficult one to get right.

-It's quite shrill. -Hard on the throat.

Yes, in truth, the only bird call that I am entirely confident with

is that of the London pigeon.

Come in.

Good evening, Mary.

How have you enjoyed your day?

Very much so.

You and Mr. Hayward get along very well.

He must surely be quite devastated about Ann Baxter.

If he is,

he's concealing his heartache quite convincingly.

He seems in good spirits.

I always wondered if they were entirely well suited.

Really?

I mean I'm sure Mr. Hayward felt that they were.

Did he?

Good night, Mary.

The landscape...

You can't chea...

What are you reading?

Tintern Abbey.

-That is my favourite. -I am quite fed up with it.

It does not easily give up its secrets.

Would you read it to me?

From where you are?

Well...

"In hours of weariness,

"Sensations sweet

"Felt in the blood and felt along the heart

"And passing even into my purer mind

"With tranquil restoration

"Feelings too of unremembered... Unremembered pleasure..."

Would you mind... Could you read on that?

I'd just like to take some notes on that

last bit.

I will read on, but perhaps you could try not to worry about notes, Miss Bennet.

"For I have learned to look on nature,

"Not as in the hour of thoughtless youth

"But hearing often times

"The still sad music of humanity,

"Nor harsh, nor grating though of ample power

"To chasten and subdue

"And I have felt

"A presence that disturbs me with the joy of elevated thoughts"

What do you think?

Yes... No...

Mr. Wordsworth is...

Well he's explaining our connection to nature and...

to all of this...

and how that connection...

grows as... as...

we age?

Yes.

I have read this poem a thousand times.

But sitting here, I finally feel its true power.

So do I.

I have been trying to clarify something, Miss Bennet.

I would like you to know that it was something of a relief

to end with my understanding with Miss Baxter.

We were quite young when we made our agreement,

and over that time, my feelings had changed.

Recently, I found that they had changed quite significantly

and I hope...

I hoped that you'd feel the same way.

Ahoy!

Ahoy there!

Ahoy!

Is that Ryder?

What is he doing here?

-William Ryder? -Why is he getting into the water?

That is absolutely typical of that man!

An impatient and ill thought through decision...

Mr. Ryder, please be careful!

What a beautiful day.

What are you doing here?

Mr. Ryder, please, let me, help you onto the boat.

-Mr. Ryder. -Come on, Hayward, pull a bit harder!

Careful!

Mr. Hayward!

I'm fine.

How do you always manage to cause such a scene?

It's quite bracing, isn't it?

-Could you help, Miss Bennet? -Yes.

Miss Bennet, could you get an oar please?

Yes, of course.

What, no! That's not quite what I meant.

Miss Bennet, could you get the other oar and hold on to the other end please?

Yes.

Thank you.

Let... Let go!

The last thing we want is to pull Miss Bennet in, now, let, let go.

-Okay, let go, let go. -Oh, sorry.

Right.

Well, we'll have to swim back!

Yes, well we can't leave Miss Bennet here!

No.

Sorry.

I'm afraid you're gonna have to put in more effort than that.

This isn't easy.

Yes, well, we wouldn't be in this situation

if you'd have waited on shore like any other gentleman.

-I think I swallowed some water! -Yes, I'm sure.

Thank you, Mr. Ryder!

Mr. Ryder!

Mr. Gardiner, Mrs. Gardiner,

please forgive me intruding.

I needed legal advice and when I heard Tom was in the Lakes,

well, I could hardly resist.

How lovely to see you, Mr. Ryder.

What is this legal matter that simply could not wait?

It's not urgent, no, let's... let's enjoy ourselves first.

I had not realised I would find such a happy party gathered here!

You two will catch your death.

Go and change!

On such a beautiful day? I can barely feel the cold.

That was a much more adventurous day than I had been imagining.

Yes, it was quite unexpected all round.

I mean, what... The Hursts are here!

Greetings from London.

-Miss Bennet! -Mr. Hurst!

Mr. Hurst. Mrs. Hurst.

What is that smell?

Is this the whole of your party, or is...

Louisa, have you seen my silver reticule, I...

-Miss Bingley. -Miss Bingley.

Ryder, why are you undressed?

I have never been anywhere so wet and muddy in all my life.

And what is that smell?

-That's what I said! -That's oxygen.

Miss Bingley, that is the smell of fresh air.

Miss Bennet!

No one mentioned you were going to be here.

And yet, here I am.

Right, well, we ought to get ourselves settled in these frightfully small rooms.

Louisa, Mr. Hurst!

Right, I will change and meet you all for supper.

By the fire to warm us up!

And, also, excuse me, Miss Bennet.

Mary.

I am very much looking forward to our climb tomorrow.

As am I.

I've arranged for the guide to meet us here, in the morning.

Yes, Mr. Gardiner tells us that you are climbing Scafell tomorrow?

That is true.

Then we shall join you.

You would need to make proper preparations before undertaking such a climb.

Of course. Mr. Hayward would rather confine us to smooth lakes and calm views.

I would just be happy to make it through the day

without one of your particular adventures.

What about you, Miss Bingley?

-Mrs. Hurst? Will you join us? -It is a difficult climb!

A most difficult climb.

I have long wished to see the place that birthed such magnificent verses.

A few inconveniences on the way are a small price to pay.

Do you read poetry, Miss Bingley? I didn't know you cared for it.

It is a passion I share only with my friends.

Tell me, how long will this climb take?

-I think I'll turn in. -Well, it all depends on our pace.

I think the guide will be able to give us a better estimate...

Mr. Ryder. I am...

Oh, your shawl...

May I?

Perhaps you and I might walk together...

tomorrow?

Away from the crowd.

I'd very much like that.

And at the top of the mountain,

we might finish that conversation that we started...

on the boat.

Tom, Tom, shall we discuss provisions for the climb?

-Good night Miss Bennet. -Good night.

Excuse me, I just...

-Yes? -Miss Bennet...

I have been wanting to speak to you to...

apologise.

For my proposal at Pemberley.

Please, think no more of it.

I now see a way in which it is possible for us to have all that,

and still...

conform.

I'd hoped to see you again in London,

but I have found you here and that must mean something.

My situation has changed somewhat and...

Mr. Ryder?

We need your knowledge of the mountains to settle an argument.

One moment.

Miss Bennet, the top of Scafell Pike is the most beautiful place I have ever seen.

Once we get there,

I will make amends to you.

I had arrived in the Lakes

determined to make my own way in the world.

Could it be that once I had firmly accepted,

I did not wish to marry at all,

I had somehow won the admiration

of two dear friends?

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