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~ Francis today staked the
mine... on a game of cards.
~ He lost.

Matthew's a cousin. George
may feel obliged to respond.

~ Did Verity send you?
~ She's no idea I've come. No-one does.

~ And you're set on this girl, Mark?
~ Truly, she's my heart's desire.

There's talk of Keren and Dwight.

Folks say she's brazen. That she'll
fling herself at other men.

Has Verity said anything
about Andrew Blamey?

What's given in confidence
isn't fair to repeat.

Wheal Busy ore sold to the
Carnmore Copper Company...

Who stands guarantor for
it? Who is its agent?

Well, his company's a threat.

But if we knew the names
of its shareholders...

Let's begin with the one name
we DO know, Jonathan Tresidder.

The question is, will that
be enough to ruin them?

(Thank you.)

And one more thing, Mr Tresidder.

Your mill provides rolling
and cutting services

~ for the Carnmore Copper Company?
~ Yes.

In these difficult times,
we urge all who bank with us

to consider where their
best interests lie.

Particularly when they have several
outstanding loans with us.

Still building your empire, Ross?

And you bought all the copper.

All we could afford while
the price was low.

Next time, they'll be wise
to us and the price will rise.

That is good news for the mines,
and your shareholders.

In the short term, yes.

And in the long term, anything which
breaks the Warleggans' stranglehold

and stops them keeping
prices artificially low...

Benefits Leisure and Carnmore.

Benefits miners, smelters
and shareholders alike.

The Warleggans only seem to
benefit themselves, Francis.

I hope you know what
you're taking on.

I would I had your support.

I know I have your discretion.

Of course.

I've been too busy to bake.

How's that?

I told you. I've been helping
Dr Enys with his work.

Enys... ain't your husband.

But people hereabout depend on him.

I'm proud to serve him.

Damp and dust, no
friend to the lungs.

Fresh air and exercise.
A little sea bathing.

Fennel root and ginger in warm water.

Come and see me in a month.

Trencrom's finest!

Need you inform half of Cornwall?

Tucked her away, I did,
in your father's old mine!

~ Wheal Grace?
~ Best hiding place there be.

Take a brave man to venture down
there. Folk say it's haunted.

You'll be haunted if that barrel's
not intact when I return home.

Aye, sir. You know me, sir -

honest as the day is short.

~ Trencrom?
~ Suppliers of fine goods, direct from France.

Without troubling the excisemen?

Will you break even this month?

With luck... and a fair auction.

You must be relieved.

Yes.

I should get back to my patients.

Dwight...

.. have a care.

Of course.

You look weary, Mark.

Keren. She do have me up
all hours, mending the roof.

Mind you don't exhaust yourself.

'Tisn't I who wants minding, Ross.

Ross, I bring word
from Tresidder's Mill.

As of next week we must look elsewhere
for our rolling and cutting.

So be it.

We shall take our business elsewhere.

Shall we walk to Prudie?

Hmm?

Come on. Ready?

~ That be Master Ross's rum.
~ 'Twas. Now it be Master Jud's.

Out now! 'Fore I give you
such a skat in the chacks!

I'm away!

I'm away.

♪ And a strange woman be a narrow pit

♪ For she lieth in wait for a man

♪ Those that tarry
too long at the wine

♪ Their eyes shall behold
strange sights. ♪

I know that fizzogg.

'Twould make milk curdle.

Cap'n Poldark'll fetch
ye such a colloppin'!

Cap'n Poldark. Who be Cap'n
Poldark giving himself airs?

Everyone do know he's had half
the maids from here to Truro!

~ Keep your voice down afore the child!
~ The child. That child?

What about Jinny Carter's child?

~ What about it?
~ Everybody do know that
Cap'n Ross be its father!

'Tis a lie!

~ Ignore him.
~ 'Tis a wicked, wicked lie!

No wonder he went to Bodmin to
see Jim Carter in the ground!

And don't ye bend ye
brows at me, girl.

He ain't naught but
a trull from Luggan!

~ Go.
~ Go where?

I neither know nor care.

But if you're still in
this house by daybreak

I will personally horsewhip
you from here to Truro!

Where's Verity?

Is she not in her room?

If Jud goes, so will Prudie.

And I'm sorry for that.
For you'll miss her.

But what he said, I cannot
think he meant it.

You know how he is when
the liquor's upon him.

MY liquor was upon him!

He's lucky it wasn't my foot!

Liquor or not, he's disrespected
you and this house once too often.

Best place I ever know'd.
And now, thanks to thee,

'Tisn't right, 'tisn't fair,
'tisn't just, 'tisn't fitting.

Hold your clack, you black worm,
or I'll crown thee meself!

Where's Verity?

Little Verity?

Out, I believe.

Did she say where?

Not as I recall.

Left something, though.

What?

Sealed, it was.

As if I care to know her secrets.

"I've known and loved you
all my life, dear Francis,

"so I pray you will understand
the grief and loss I feel that
this should be our parting."

You will lie here tonight, my dear.

I've arranged to sleep
onboard my ship.

And tomorrow...

.. we shall be wed.

So this is how she cares for us?
To sneak away under our very noses

and marry that
wife-murdering drunkard.

But how was it arranged?
She must have had help.

Has anyone been calling
unbeknown to us?

Or been seen about the grounds?

Someone that knew Miss Verity and
might have carried a message?

~ I knew this was Ross's doing!
~ Why would you think that?

Because he has helped them before!

I can see it all.

~ He's encouraged Verity.
~ We do not know this.

He's been acting as agent to Blamey,

keeping the skunk's interest warm,
and using Demelza as a go-between.

You're too hasty!

We've no proof Demelza's
involved, let alone Ross.

Oh, yes, of course, you will
always stand up for Ross!

I stand up for no-one.

But it is the merest justice
not to condemn people unheard.

There is no other way this
could have been managed.

She has no post, I have seen to that.

Damn Ross!

Damn this family,

damn this entire pitiful
excuse for an existence!

I hope I'm not intruding.
But I see that I am.

Is something amiss?

Forgive me, but it may be within
my power to offer assistance.

I suspect not.

But that is precisely
the reason I'm here.

So there you have our predicament.

That's extraordinary.

What I despise most is the deceit.

And from someone I trusted.

~ Your sister...
~ My cousin.

You blame Ross?

Entirely.

You mentioned a reason
for your visit?

No doubt I've... omitted
some payment.

On the contrary.

We, our family,

find ourselves indebted to YOU.

How?

You're aware that
substantial gaming losses

were accrued by Francis
to my cousin Matthew?

It's possible...

.. probable,

that you were a victim
of Matthew's dishonesty.

That being so, we
wish to make amends.

~ How?
~ By cancelling some of
your debts to our bank.

We cannot accept charity, George.

Charity be damned.

Our family's integrity
has been compromised

and we wish to recover it.

I insist you accept our apology.

And...£1,200.

12...?!

And now we need detain you no longer.

Erm...

~ Do not keep Francis up too late.
~ I have his best interests at heart.

You see... I did mend
your smile, after all.

Aniseed...

Hartshorn...

Senna...

Aqua Mirabilis.

What are they for?

I've a thirst for learning.

Some are nature's remedies,
others... I concoct myself.

All are as efficacious as any
Thomas Choake prescribes,

but... infinitely more affordable.

You'll not make a living like that.

I came here to heal my patients,
not bankrupt them.

You've already made ME whole again.

This must stop, Keren,
this coming here.

Your husband does not like it.

Do YOU like it?

~ I have work to do. My purpose here is...
~ Kiss me.

No.

Just the once.

Keren, you and I know it
would not be just the once.

Would that matter?

What matters is...
where it would lead.

Shall I go on?

And on?

Till you tell me... to stop?

'Tisn't just Jud.

'Tis Carnmore do trouble you.

There are forces... opposing us.

Warleggan forces?

With what aim?

To put us out of business.

Well, if Tresidder won't
have you, where will you go?

We'll find somewhere.

The whole of Cornwall doesn't
yet knuckle to George.

Nor will it, if I can help it.

What could George do?

For now, nothing.

He's leaned on Tresidder, but unless
he discovers these names...

If he did?

He'd realise that, barring
myself and Henshawe,

all bank at Warleggan's.

What are you doing?

Hiding it.

'Twas a rockfall. The charge
was damp, we thought it dead

~ and then out of nowhere...
~ Are you badly hurt?

~ Get Dr Enys to look at that.
~ I'd sooner bleed to death!

It's galling for the family but

your sister will realise her mistake
and soon come crying home.

Well, then, let Ross take her in,
since he encouraged her treachery.

Damn it! I expect more loyalty
from my only cousin.

What did I ever do that he should
go behind my back like this?

Well... I suppose you married
the girl he loved, didn't you?

Yes.

Yes, that. Hmm.

No, that was long ago, and he's
happily married himself now.

More happily, in fact, than...

No...

it's not on that score, I assure you.

Keren?

Keren?

I sympathise.

I, too, find Ross unfathomable.

In some ways...

you and I are in the same boat.

What's perplexed me of late has
been Ross's attitude towards ME.

When he opened his mine, the other venturers
were for banking with Warleggan's

yet he fought tooth and
nail to go with Pascoe's.

No, I doubt that was personal.

And then this wildcat
copper-smelting scheme.

It's clearly directed against us.

I don't think against you precisely,

the aim is to get fairer
prices for the mines.

It's not the scheme which upsets me,
for it will fail for lack of money.

But it demonstrates an
enmity towards me...

which I don't feel I deserve.

Any more than you deserve his
betrayal... of your family.

Where have you been?

Oh... Mark.

You're back early. Why did you...?

~ You're hurt! What happened? Let me see.
~ Where have you been?

I couldn't sleep, I had a pain.

~ I thought maybe a walk would ease it.
~ You've been with Enys.

~ I've not!
~ You've been lying with Enys!

I went to see him. He's
a doctor, isn't he?

I needed something for the pain.

~ How long?
~ What?
~ How long were you there?

About an hour.

I waited three.

'Twas nothing, Mark.

'Twas only a kiss.

'Twas only the once.

It was him, he... he pestered
me, he wouldn't let me be.

'Tis you that's to blame.

You left me alone overmuch.

~ You never loved me enough!
~ I loved ye more than life!

~ I did. I loved ye, Keren.
~ You don't know what love is!

You don't know!

~ No...
~ You don't know!

You don't know!

You don't know! You don't know!

You don't know!

Oh...!

Keren?

Keren...

Don't ye fool with me,
Keren. Wake up now.

Wake up, Keren.

Wake up!

No...

Oh, no.

Oh, no. Keren!

I...I never meant... I...

I... I never meant... I...

Damn Ross!

Damn his scheming!

He has married my sister
to a wife-beater

and he has disgraced my family name.

You know, if he cares so
little for my interest

why should I care for his?

~ You were saying you thought
Carnmore was well supported.
~ Mmm.

Surely no man of sense would
invest in such a scheme.

What would you say to Lord Devoran?

Or Sir John Trevaunance?

Or Richard Tonkin?

Henry Blewitt?

Thomas Johnson?

William Aukitt?

What I said, 'twas nothing
worse than usual.

'Tis he. Getting soft
since he did wed her.

And since the blatherin' child come.

And there be another.
Cakey as custard.

Mr Daniel?

I regret this intrusion, but...

I believe I've wronged you.
I have no excuse, but I was...

I wish to make amends.

Oh, God. No!

We had it from surgeon hisself.

'Twas maybe an accident.

~ Where's Mark?
~ Haven't seen him since
he went home last night.

'Tis never Mark's doing.
He did love her.

Little as she deserve it.

I must speak with him, Paul.

Your brother's in serious trouble.

~ If you know where he is...
~ How would I?

Surgeon needs to watch
his back though.

He's no more than a boy. Mark
could snap him easy as a twig.

And Keren?

We all know his strength. We know
he wouldn't mean to hurt her.

You'd never turn him in?!

I've known him since I was a boy.

I've no wish to see him hunted
down and hung from a gibbet.

~ But if he's done this thing...
~ He'll get no justice!

You know that!

Just ask Jim Carter.

How did she die?

Broken neck.

Deliberate?

I could not say... beyond all doubt.

What will happen now?

If you take my advice, you'll
leave. Without delay.

There's a warrant out
for Mark's arrest.

~ Dear God!
~ Every villager is bound by
law to help in his capture

but I don't believe a
single one will do so.

~ They'd take his side. And rightly so.
~ Not against you, Dwight.

Within a week, he'll be found
and brought to justice.

It will then be safe for your return.

What do you take me for?

To skulk away to safety while the man I
wronged is hunted down like an animal? No.

I'd sooner meet him face to
face and take the consequence.

Which could be fatal.

I'll take my chance.

Besides...

.. I cannot leave these people.

I have been met with nothing
but kindness here

and to repay them like this... No.

I thank you for your concern,
but I will stay.

Then your blood be on your own head.

Keren's is there already.

Is it true about Keren?

Folk are saying her neck was broke.

On purpose?!

I doubt it. But the magistrates
will think otherwise.

~ And what of Mark?
~ The constables are out in force.

And your admirer, Sir Hugh,
has called in the soldiers.

~ How?
~ They were in the area looking for smugglers.

As a magistrate, he has the
power to commandeer them.

And if Mark is found?

He'll hang.

And well deserve it.

I killed her.

I didn't mean to, but I did.

You know as well as I she brought
him to it. Her and Enys.

The courts will never accept that.

I must give myself up.

~ No!
~ I ain't safe.

If I see Enys I'll swing for him,
as I'll rightly swing for her.

No, Mark. One life's already lost.

What would it serve to waste another?

If it's to happen,
it must be tonight.

~ And from Nampara Cove.
~ And in our boat?

She's not fit for ocean going
when the seas are rough,

but a resolute man could
do worse in fair weather.

And go where?!

Ireland? Brittany?

And the oars?

Might find their way to
the cove after dark...

.. together with enough supplies
to keep a man alive.

'Tisn't lawful.

No.

But some might say it
is a... kind of justice.

We must keep Mark away from Dwight.

~ Mmm.
~ We don't want more blood on his hands.

Go upstairs and change.

And prepare to be the lady.

My dear, this is Captain McNeil.

Captain McNeil, may I present
my wife, Demelza.

The pleasure is mine, ma'am.

Captain Poldark and
I are old comrades.

~ We were together at James River in '81.
~ Oh, I see.

I understood he was acquainted
with the murderer,

and wondered if he could give me any pointers
as to where the felon might hide.

None that spring to mind.

~ Though I don't imagine he'll linger.
~ Mmm.

Any suitable boats hereabouts whereby
he might make his escape?

A few, I suppose.

~ I have one myself.
~ Where is it kept?

In a cave down by the shore.

But it couldn't be handled
by a single man.

Can I persuade you to stay
for supper, Captain?

My wife has made kidney pudding.

Another occasion I'd be delighted.

But if you'll oblige me by pointing
out the coves hereabouts,

I could search for the smugglers
and murderer at the same time.

Two birds with one
stone, you might say.

May I offer you some brandy, Captain?

I trust you'll be able
to tell by the flavour

whether or not the duty's been paid.

You were so good. No-one would've
guessed you knew a thing.

Don't underestimate him.

He's smarter than he looks.

Now I must fetch the oars.

Oh, Ross... I clean forgot,
this came from Trenwith.

What does it say?

"As you may know, Verity left
us yesterday for Captain Blamey.

"They are to be married
today. Elizabeth."

So she's done it at last.

I rather feared she might.

Well, why should they not be happy
together if they do love each other?

Why "As you may know"?

Why should she think we would know?

Well... perhaps the
news is already about?

I must go to Trenwith.

This letter is abrupt,
they must be upset.

I'll call there on my
way back from the cove.

You'll be well enough here
with Garrick to guard you?

This is our very first meal together.

Does it seems strange to you?

No.

'Tis only that...

in all our lives, we've not
met more than two dozen times.

Tonight we close the
book on our old lives.

Tomorrow, we open a new one.

And write it together.

If you should ever
feel unhappy, my love,

I swear...

it'll not be of my doing.

Judas!

You gave me such a fright!

Forgive me. I did not mean...

Ross counselled me to leave.

For your own safety.

I cannot contemplate such a thing.

But I'm sick of my
own company tonight.

May I avail myself of Ross's?

He isn't here.

I came as soon I could.

How's Francis?

He's half a mind to go after her.

Persuade him against. He's
no match for Blamey.

Or Verity. For I think she's
now the bolder of the two.

Certainly the most reckless.

She has the courage
of her convictions.

Which I applaud even
if I seem to disapprove.

Well, Ross...

Are you pleased with your handiwork?

Clearly, it was you who helped her.

I?

Arrange Verity's elopement? Have
you taken leave of your senses?

Erm... I don't think that
Ross would want you here.

Have I forfeited his good
opinion? Or his trust?

No, no, it's not that, it's just...

he has business tonight,
and maybe visitors.

~ I'll see who it is.
~ No, no! I must.

'Tis maybe the soldiers. Wait here.

There be soldiers everywhere. We
couldn't think where else to come.

You've helped them before. You allowed
them to meet secretly at Nampara.

To my eternal regret.
You were nearly killed!

~ Do you imagine I want a repetition of that?
~ No, no, no, no,

you cannot abide to lose face!

~ Francis!
~ You were defeated then,
and this is your revenge.

~ Francis, stop!
~ I think you must be drunk, Francis.

I think you must leave, Ross.

Ross is down at the cove.

You can wait in here till he comes
back and tells you it's clear.

Verity could not have
managed it on her own.

It must be your doing! You and
that impudent brat you married!

~ Francis!
~ You've been using her

to carry letters between
Verity and that skunk!

When I say I have not,
I expect to be believed.

If you continue to doubt my word...

Dwight, go back to the kitchen.

'Tis a trap. 'Tis a bloody trap!

How dare you say that?

Mark, have you no sense?!

Dwight, go back into the kitchen.

You bastard...

You should've come for me. Not broken
a girl who couldn't defend herself.

~ I'll break YE soon enough!
~ Stop this! Are you mad?!

Do you want to bring the
soldiers down upon us?

I gave you credit for
more intelligence!

I gave you credit for more loyalty.

But perhaps your choice of wife has
coarsened your finer instincts!

Enough! Enough!

Both of you!

Have you forgot you are family?!

You would fight and kill
each other in our house?!

~ Does friendship mean nothing to you?!
~ Let me finish him!

~ 'Tis finished already.
~ It isn't! Don't you see?

Dr Enys can't betray you
without betraying us.

You can trust him.

I'd as lief trust a snake.

What you did is on your conscience.
As what I did is on mine.

You have my word. I
won't betray anyone.

Call him back, Francis.
He's your cousin.

I have no cousin!

And I have no sister!

I have a wife, a son,

and an estate in considerably less
debt today than it was yesterday.

So I'm content.

Ross!

What in God's name...?!

Go home and sleep. And tomorrow...

Tomorrow, I will tend to my patients

and try, God knows
how, to make amends.

I've been hiding down that
old mine of your father's.

~ Wheal Grace?
~ Wheal Grace.

To keep from going off my
head I went all over her.

There's money in that mine.

Copper.

~ I never see'd a more keenly load.
~ Where is it?
~ On the east face.

~ 'Twill be underwater most times.
~ Soldiers!

I never meant to hurt her, Ross.

We know that, Mark.

I must pay for what I've done.

~ Get in the boat, Mark!
~ Mark, get in the boat!

This way! By the surf!
There's a boat!

~ Mark, take the oars!
~ Make haste! Make haste!

Can you see anything?

~ Lights in the distance, heading this way.
~ Help me with the boots! Quick!

Ross, your hand!

It must've happened when
I hit the soldier.

Hide my clothes away. Hurry!

Gently now, love.

Let them knock again
before we make light.

Get into bed.

We mustn't wake Julia.

Oh, damn it!

This is a fine time to call!

Mark Daniel escaped.

Is that certain?

And in your boat.

I see.

You do not seem very distressed.

I'm becoming philosophical
in my old age.

Not that I'm happy
to lose a good boat

but sighing will not bring it back,

any more than it will bring
back yesterday's youth.

Your attitude does
you credit, Captain.

May I, as a man a year or so your
senior, offer ye a word of advice?

By all means.

Have a care for the law.

'Tis a cranky and twisty old thing.

And you may flout it
half a dozen times,

but let it once come to grips with ye

and you'll find it harder to be loose
from than a great... black... squid.

I'd welcome your assurance that
my advice has been heeded.

You may rest easy on
that score, Captain.

In that case, I look forward
to calling upon you

and your charming wife when
I'm next in the county.

Have you hurt your hand
somewhere, Captain?

Oh... Caught it in a rabbit trap.

First Jim, now Mark.

My band of brothers is shrinking.

At least Mark got clean away
and McNeil suspected nothing.

It was a good night in the end.

Not entirely.

You forget I went to Trenwith.

Was it dreadful?

Suffice it to say Francis
and I have broken.

Possibly for good.

A letter for you, Master Poldark.

~ I've been called to a meeting.
~ What manner of meeting?

An extraordinary one, to be
called at such short notice,

all partners summoned.

Elizabeth's not down yet.

'Tis you I wish to see.

What is it?

The meeting went well?

In a word... no.

~ Tell me.
~ I'd rather hear your news.

I'd rather you did not.

What happened?

I went to see Francis.

What the devil for?

Did Ross send you?

Why would he?

Cos he's too craven
to face me himself?

I came here of my own accord to tell
you that you are mistook about Ross.

He had no hand in Verity's elopement.

When I did not believe him,
why would I believe you?

Because I know who DID arrange it.

You've been passing letters between
them these last three months?!

Tell me you're joking.

No, Ross, I wish I were, but...

There's more.

'Twas I who first sought
Captain Blamey out.

I wanted to see if he still
had feelings for Verity

or was as wicked as people did say.

And you were able to divine
that in a single meeting?

Not in a single meeting.

I brought them together again.

I encouraged Verity.

What have you done?!

I don't understand -

all I did was bring two people
together who loved each other.

No, Demelza, that is not all you did.

I had yesterday a letter
from the Warleggans' bank...

.. telling me they could
no longer support my loan,

and that I must make immediate
arrangements to repay it.

I too had such a letter,
word for word.

That's unheard of, to suddenly
withdraw credit.

I called upon George Warleggan
today to ask him to reconsider.

~ He declined.
~ And to me.

~ And when I asked him the reason...
~ He suggested you look to
your connection with Carnmore.

I regret to announce that not only

do I have no more capital
to contribute...

.. I expect any day to
be declared bankrupt.

~ For months you lied to me.
~ No.

~ Gone behind my back.
~ I thought you'd be angry, but...

At what?

Your ignorance?

Your arrogance?

Your...

utter disregard for truth
and consequence?!

All I've done is make
two people happy.

Oh, Demelza, do not underestimate
the scale of your achievement.

What do you mean?

What now?

For me?

Debtors' prison. Or the poor house.

'Twas was a glorious scheme.

And I'll never regret
the impulse behind it.

But it has cost us dear.

It has cost us everything.

Someone has betrayed us.

Someone close to us.

How did it end with Francis?

What I did, perhaps it WAS wrong

~ but I did it for love of Verity.
~ Get out.

I came here to take the
blame, and so I have.

Be angry with me, but not with Ross,

~ he had nothing to do with it.
~ Will you go?!

And never enter this house again!

And the same goes for Ross - if he will
marry such an ignorant trull as you,

well, then he must
take the consequences.

Good men reduced to poverty.

Their families - our family,

everything we've built.
Our very lives together!

Now do you understand?

I have betrayed you.

And been the cause
of a greater betrayal.

I've ruined everything!

And this?

Have I ruined this too,
have I lost your trust?

Is it for ever?

It is.

I can see it in your eyes.

Can I ever win it back?

I don't know.

I'd be lying if I said I did.

You've married into a peculiar
family, Demelza.

We Poldarks are hasty...

sharp tempered...

.. strong in our likes and dislikes.

Perhaps yours WAS the
more reasonable view -

if two people love each other,
why shouldn't they marry? And
be damned to the consequences.

~ I only meant to help.
~ I know that.

~ I know you could not have foreseen.
~ Can you forgive me?

I will try.

But Francis will not.

~ No.
~ And you will not forgive HIM,

~ and I have caused a rift between
the two sides of our family.
~ Yes.

I will never be happy
until it is healed.

Then I'm afraid you'll be unhappy
for a very long time.

You know, one of these days

you'll find yourself without means,
without colleagues, without friends,

and no-one to blame but yourself.

Choake has been summoned to Trenwith.

~ The putrid throat?
~ The symptoms are unmistakable.

You can pray I do not lose
the love of my life.

Zacky! There's a wreck! Enough
to fill your bellies for a month!

~ He will be caught in the act.
~ We are armed!

Perhaps he will throw
himself upon your mercy?

~ He may try!
~ The demise of the Carnmore Copper Company,

and its chief architect.

~ Will he die?
~ Not if I can help it.

Poldark should hang!