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Your company
has been running up

rather a lot of
credit across town.

Even if we were to marry,

the inheritance would
still go to her.

Don't you
worry about Esther.

I'm taking care of her.

You're nothing but a coward!

And you knew and
you said nothing.

You know what they say.

All's fair in love and war.

But then I've known both

and you've known neither.

You are not to spend

another minute in
that man's company.

I'm not yours to order about.

Ooh!

Good morrow, horsey!

Oh!

Our ball looks
set to be a triumph!

Almost all of London joins us.

I would not have
supposed it so popular.

Come, shake off this gravity!

With so many men of consequence,
any one of tonight's company

could prove prospector.

We could even dare to dream

of escaping our debt to Eliza.

Arthur, the ball
must be canceled.

The shopkeepers say
they will not supply us.

Not until the Army's
debts have been paid.

But...

They are even now
delivering supplies.

No, they are taking them away.

It has been
weeks since your last letter.

And I cannot account
for your silence.

I beg you to put
my mind at rest.

I'm taking Dr. Fuchs's
tincture to make me stronger

so I can be the
woman you deserve.

Please send word
that all is well.

That you have not
forgotten your loving wife.

I cannot
stay here, Charlotte.

I was willing to
give him my heart.

My life.

And in return, I almost
drowned on account of his lies.

My mind is made up...
I leave tomorrow.

What is left for me here?

Your sister, for one thing.

My sister, the governess,
who I never see!

But return with me!

You cannot wish to
work a moment longer

for Mr. Colbourne, given
how he spoke to you!

I have a responsibility
to the girls.

At least come to the ball,

if it is to be our last night.

So the whole town can
laugh at my folly.

And he will be there.

Alison...

Whatever pain you feel
now, in time it will pass.

The heart is more
resilient than you think.

Indeed.

I believe your own
heart is all but healed.

That is why you wish
to stay in Sanditon.

It is not for the sake of
the job or for the girls.

It is for him.

For whom?

You cannot hide it
from your sister.

I'm not trying to hide anything.

Unlike Captain Carter,

Colonel Lennox is a good man.

One of us deserves
to find happiness.

Miss Lambe!

Colonel Lennox will never make
good on the shopkeepers' debts.

Not until I've
repaid mine to him.

"Now is not the time
to gamble, Arthur."

Those were your words.

I know, I know, but I
got caught off-guard!

I questioned his
character from the start

and you made me feel
foolish for doubting him.

Does Mary know?

Then you must talk to her.

Tell her the truth.

I will speak with the
shopkeepers and see

if there is anything to
be done about the ball.

Miss Markham.

What cheerful tune is this?

No, you're quite right.

I'll stop.

And take pause to
apprehend all the wonderful

other diversions ahead,

on what I'm sure will be

an exquisite day.

Whatever's the
matter?

The ball.

She believes the garden
party thwarted any chances

of Mr. Colbourne

letting her attend.

Well, naturally.

For a man of
Mr. Colbourne's disposition,

to be surrounded
by happy company,

enjoying lively conversation,
I think nothing could be

more disagreeable.

Mind your tone,
please, Miss Heywood.

Mr. Colbourne doesn't deserve to
be spoken of with such contempt.

Forgive me.

But the man I have seen... And
how long have you known him?

There is more to
Alexander Colbourne

than you can possibly imagine!

Who knew weddings could
be so extortionate?

It's a good thing there
won't be any flowers.

Or guests.

Esther!

You look uncommonly pale.

I must confess my
thoughts are wayward.

: I cannot explain it.

Has the post come
yet this morning?

There's still
nothing for you, I'm afraid.

Perhaps Babington simply
ran out of things to say.

It happens in every marriage.

Oh, I'm sure
it's not that, Aunt!

Doubtless, Lord Babington

is preoccupied with
his business affairs.

I cannot believe it's
anything more than that.

It's highly unlikely he
would have been led astray.

He's not you, Edward!

There'll be a good reason

for his silence.

Of course there will.

News of Miss Heywood.

They say she has
plans to return home.

Tomorrow.

I knew it was lost.

I'm quite sunk in
her esteem, Fraser.

Deservedly so.

But she should have
an explanation.

Nothing would come of it.

: I have
acted so foolishly.

And now your cowardice
compounds the ill.

Seek her out.

Explain yourself.

Why should she end her summer

on account of your fictions?

Consider her contentment,
Will, not your own glib suit.

Do you really think she wants
to end her summer in Willingden?

Where?

The village where she is from.

Is it?

Oh.

A frank apology is the
remedy that she needs.

That honor demands.

William!

Reconcile yourself
to her departure.

I must.

Augusta said Father left
Lady Denham's in a fury.

But she wouldn't say why.

I cannot claim to
know your father's mind, Leo.

Now concentrate.

My elder son is
Richard the Lionheart.

My younger is the king who
signed the Magna Carta.

Oh, far too easy.

You're Eleanor of Aquitaine.

So how many soldiers will
you dance with tonight?

: You're tiring me

with all these questions.

Sir.

Leon or a, will you leave us?

Miss Heywood.

I don't believe we've
exchanged a word since...

Lady Denham's.

Yes.

I wanted to say that I regret

the way that we parted.

I didn't mean to cause offense.

You wish to apologize.

I cannot.

Or explain. Explain what?

Your behavior at
the garden party.

You have not one word to say?

You have no right to demand one.

Just stay away from that man.

I am sorry to
leave you, Alison,

but Lady Denham
expects me for whist.

Unless I can persuade
you to join us.

Thank you, Mary,

but I'd be poor company
in my current state.

Mary, I, I wondered if we
might have a quick word?

Not right now, my dear.

Can it wait?

Yes, yes, I suppose so.

Alison, a scarlet coat.

Tell him I cannot
see him.

It's only you.

Mrs. Wheatley tells
me you're disappointed

not to be going to the ball.

I never harbored much
hope that I would.

But it is just another
reminder of what I have lost.

How do you mean?

When I was a child,

I used to watch my mother
get dressed to go out

in the evenings.

A feather in her hair.

Her pearl drop earrings.

Her white gloves.

Sometimes she'd let me
try them on.

And I would dance with my
father, standing on his feet.

We'd talk about when I'd
be old enough to join them.

Nothing can replace them.

But you will dance at
plenty of balls yet.

How?

I don't know why you are
bothering to ready me

for society since I
have an uncle who is so

determined to avoid it.

He took you to the garden party.

The only thing that
the garden party proved

is that my uncle is
incapable of change.

He sends you here

to argue for his good name.

I came without his knowledge.

Then let us speak no
more of Captain Carter.

He cannot be the only
reason for you to be here.

What about your
sister? Miss Lambe?

There might even be others

willing to call
themselves your friend.

I don't think so.

A friend would oblige
me with the truth,

not enjoy secret
laughter at my expense.

My counsel to Captain Carter
was to tell you the truth.

I couldn't betray
his confidence.

How foolish am I?

To give him the slightest
merit of his invented stories

of the battlefield?

They were not invented.

Merely borrowed.

From you?

What does it matter now?

The damage is done.

Anyway, Miss Heywood,

I hope you will forgive me
for my part in the deceit.

It would be rather
churlish of me not to,

since you did save
me from drowning.

And as you say, my departure
is not on your account,

so do not reproach yourself.

I do hope
the sitting won't last too long.

With my brother conducting
a funeral in Bridport today,

I shall struggle to
make his parish rounds

and meet all my errands.

Perhaps I shall just have
to forgo my darning circle.

Thank you.

Arthur!

Ah... The very person.

We are due at
Mr. Lockhart's studio,

but poor Miss Hankins
is rushed off her feet.

I don't suppose you would
mind... chaperoning me?

Alas, I have an important
meeting in an hour.

That would be time enough.

I know Mr. Lockhart would
be delighted to see you.

Well...

I suppose I could spare

: A little time.

Miss Heywood.

On reflection,

the garden party,
how I spoke to you,

I cannot regret

the intention of my words,

but I regret the way
I expressed them.

: Is that an apology?

I believe so, yes.

Then I accept it.

Even if I still
do not understand.

I wished to speak to you
on Miss Markham's behalf.

Oh?

Mr. Colbourne, every person
contends with their past.

But is it fair for yours to
constrain Miss Markham's life?

And Miss Colbourne's?

There is a ball tonight,
which Augusta longs to attend,

but knows she will not.

How am I to ready
her for society

when her guardian
keeps her so confined?

It renders my
position untenable.

Then it seems you have
some thinking ahead of you.

You will inform me once
you've made a decision.

: Oh, gracious.

I fear we must be leaving,
Miss Lambe, or I shall be late.

Could you not just
leave us to it, Arthur?

And return after your meeting?

Oh, Mary would not approve of
my leaving you unchaperoned.

Or Miss Hankins,
for that matter.

There is a certain

alchemy that occurs

when a painter and a sitter

are alone.

As someone with such
a feeling for art,

surely you can understand that?

My congratulations,
Miss Brereton.

Have you decided where
you and Captain Denham

will live once you're
married? Not yet.

I suppose that rather
depends on where Edward's company

flits to next.

"Flit," milady?

Well, it seems our Colonel
Lennox has quite a reputation.

I've just heard from
a friend in Ramsgate.

Evidently, when the company
were stationed there last year,

they drank the town dry,

ran up debts with
every tradesman,

and then vanished overnight.

Surely they cannot just
outrun their debts?

Oh, on the contrary.

These men are war heroes.

The shopkeepers looked for
legal recourse quite in vain.

And it seems that Ramsgate
is not the only town

to suffer such a fate.

So, you might wish
to communicate this

to Mr. Parker.

Forewarned is fore-armed.

: I am the
winner, am I not?

No, Esther.

We are on the same team.

Excuse me.

I'm very tired all of a sudden.

You changed your hair.

You asked me

how I wished to be seen.

This is the hair
my mother gave me.

What did your father give you?

Education.

An inheritance.

Which is both a
blessing and a curse.

Had I your inheritance,

I would travel the world.

I would do nothing but eat,

drink, paint...

Swim.

And then I would spend
the rest of my time

: In bed.

And then I wouldn't have to do

another miserable
commission.

I'm sorry this is
such an ordeal.

Not you, Miss Lambe.

You must have
realized that I'm not,

not doing this for money.

But for love.

Lady Denham said

she heard it from a friend.

Apparently, Colonel
Lennox and his men

simply vanished overnight,

leaving all their bills unpaid.

Overnight?

And it seems the law
cannot touch them.

That is all the more reason why,

for the sake of the town,
we must resolve this now

before they disappear.

Mary.

There is something
else I must tell you.

Something I've been
keeping from you.

Tom?

Colonel Lennox will not
repay the shopkeepers' debts

until I've repaid my own.

What debts? A dice game.

He deliberately
trapped me, Mary.

How much?

A hundred pounds.

Have you learnt nothing?

I am so sorry.

After everything we
endured last year!

Everything that
Sidney sacrificed!

What do you mean, "sacrificed"?

Did you really
never work it out?

Sidney and Charlotte
were in love.

He married Eliza to save you.

But you would throw

all that away for
a game of dice!

: What do you
want, Edward?

I know I'm the last person you
would seek comfort from now.

But I know you
better than anyone.

And it frightens me
to see you like this.

I'm just a little
dizzy, that's all.

You cannot see how you appear.

I fear you're in the grip

of some kind of mania.

Why is this happening
to me, Edward?

Sleep now.

You will feel much
the better for it.

It's you making her ill.

In London, I saw unfortunates
with matching symptoms:

Scratching...

: Laudanum!

You've exchanged it
for her concoction!

Don't feign shock, Clara...
You agreed to this.

I didn't agree to poison her.

Then why tell me
she was taking it?

Besides, it's working...
She's unraveling.

The moment Lady Denham
believes her mad,

she will rapidly disinherit her.

She takes that tincture
because she wants a child.

This seems especially
cruel, Edward,

even for you.

And it gladdens me that
she cannot have one.

And if Babington believes
her mad, so much the better.

This is not just about George.

This is revenge.

She betrayed my trust,

and for that there
are consequences.

: She
shall attend the ball tonight.

Make sure of it.

Ah, there you are!

You must get changed, or
we'll be late to our own ball.

It is going ahead?

But how?

As luck would have it,
I was, until recently,

a loyal customer of
Mr. Chorston's bakery.

Chorston won the others round.

They agreed to an extra

three days' credit.

You are a marvel, Arthur!

A marvel!

There's something different
about you tonight.

A new brightness in your eyes.

I wonder, how is that
portrait progressing?

Faster than I had expected.

Mr. Lockhart is
prodigiously talented.

How did you fare with
Mr. Colbourne today?

I fear everyone's
judgment was sound.

About him

and the imprudence
of my ambition.

But what will you do if
you're no longer a governess?

I don't know.

You're not going to
return to Willingden

and marry that farmer.

Ralph?!

No.

I don't understand why you
won't consider Colonel Lennox.

He's handsome.

Noble.

You enjoy each other's company.

Georgian a...

You can't recapture what
you had with Sidney.

I will never love
anyone as I loved Otis.

That doesn't mean I can't find
different kinds of passion.

Charlotte?

Alison!

I have not seen
that gown before.

It is my May Day
dress, from home.

What convinced you to come?

His shame, not mine.

Why should I hide away?

Well, then, your
liveliest spirits.

And Charlotte,

as this is our last
night as a happy trio,

you must promise
to enjoy yourself.

Fine, yes, I promise.

I think this means she will
dance with the colonel.

I did not say that.

No, but when you're
wrapped in his strong arms,

I shall be studying you closely.

I somehow doubt you'll maintain
your present composure.

Oh, you're both impossible.

Hm.

Wish me luck, Fraser.

With what, sir?

Let's just say I hope I receive

a better response
from my Miss Heywood

than Captain Carter
did from his.

Whoa!

: Was this wise?

Mary tells
me there will be

some highly eligible
gentlemen here.

Quite so, Georgian a.

Yes, we shall see you married
by your 21st birthday yet.

And, and you, Charlotte.

I hope that you will be
dancing this evening.

I, I know that Sidney

would want to see
you dancing again.

As do I.

Thank you, Tom.

Yes.

Ah, Lady Denham.

Of course, you know my
betrothed, Miss Brereton.

Oh, herzlichen
Glückwunsch to you both.

How proud you must be, milady!

Oh, you can hardly imagine!

And Lady Babington,

I hope you are well.

So do I.

Good luck, Colonel.

Miss Heywood,

permit me the honor
of the first dance.

She would be delighted.

It doesn't seem so long ago

since the first time
we danced together.

To think how much has
happened since that night.

Is it not remarkable how
the path of one's life

can be so altered in
just a few short weeks?

No doubt Mrs.
Parker has told you

that the Army, it
seems, will be gone

in a puff of smoke.

You insisted that they would
benefit Sanditon financially,

but it seems the
opposite is true.

I did warn you.

I, I do not in fact
recall any warnings.

What do you intend
to do about it?

You endorsed these
scarlet-coated rogues

in the strongest possible terms.

I entrusted you with my money,
as did your brother's widow.

Well, maybe that
trust was misplaced.

Oh, in heaven's name,
what's wrong with you?

Find a remedy.

Tom?

It's most agreeable
to enjoy your company

without fear of interruption
by your employer.

Quite.

Although I cannot
say with certainty

how long he shall
remain my employer.

I am glad to hear it.

Does that suggest you have
been giving some thought

to your future,

Miss Heywood?

Excuse me, Colonel.

My sister needs me.

I think I preferred
the main room.

Yes, shall we?

No.

For my own pride, I
cannot let this stand.

Miss Heywood.

I was sorry to hear you
were leaving Sanditon.

I am hardly inclined
to believe you,

since you have made no attempt
to explain your actions.

No, you are right.

I, um... It fell
to Captain Fraser

to beg forgiveness
in your place.

It was he that asked me to stay

because he is a man of
honor and integrity.

Believe me, it was only
self-reproach that prevented me.

Let us put this
discord behind us.

I beg you, do me the
honor of this next dance.

I will not dance with you.

I came only to say

I was fool enough to
indulge your falsehoods,

but please consider
your behavior.

Perhaps you may
spare the next girl.

Oh, to watch
you two parade around

like a parody of
devotion, it's grotesque.

I can't believe you sanctioned
this sham of a wedding, Aunt.

It's called making the
best of a bad situation.

I'm sorry you can't be
happy for us, Esther.

Don't let your own marital
discord mar our joy.

Joy?

Clara is your captive.

She bears you no
more love than I do.

Here, take this.

Are you quite all right?

Yes, I didn't...

Esther, what's got into you?

Perhaps we should
have left you behind.

Here, take mine.

Something preys
on my mind, Aunt.

Esther told me once,
on her paternal line,

her grandfather once lived
30 years in a madhouse.

Oh, nonsense.

Esther's not mad.

She's just confused, that's all.

What is wrong with me?

If Babington returns
to find me like this...

If he returns.

He will.

Miss Lambe, I trust you are
having a pleasant evening.

Mr. Lockhart.

Passably so, thank you.

I know I'm only a humble artist,

but would it be a presumption
if I were to ask you to dance?

I hardly think my
guardians would approve.

Oh, come now.

It's only dancing.

Where is the harm?

You know Mr. Lockhart
better than I do, Arthur.

Can we trust him
with Georgian a?

Look at how he
lights her up, Mary.

I would trust him with my life.

It's too much wine, I think.

She did very well
to interrupt us.

I did not like
that dance at all.

Something less jaunty, please.

Come with me.

I believe the cause

to be Lady Babington's
unhappy condition.

How?

In essence, her brain is
impaired by nonsensical messages

from her flawed womb.

In science, we call it hysteria.

Interesting that
her symptoms began

just as she started

taking your ridiculous
concoctions,

your "tincture."

Impossible.

It is a harmless placebo.

It cannot affect her physically.

I seek only to give her hope.

Esther, come, we must go,

before you humiliate
yourself further.

Charlotte!

I don't know what kind of
a spell you've put on him.

I'm sure it wasn't
just my words.

And I'm sure it was...
You must never leave us.

The next dance is
about to begin.

I... You
know I do not dance.

It is a ball, Mr. Colbourne.

Why else are you here?

I'm asking myself
that same question.

How long do you plan
to remain here in Sanditon?

If it were down to me,
only until I come of age.

But if the Parkers
have their way,

I'll be stuck here
until I marry.

How long will you stay?

Until tomorrow.

As soon as your
portrait is finished,

I shall be leaving for Europe.

Were you going to tell me?

This is me telling you.

So this is goodbye?

It doesn't have to be.

Come with me.

As your concubine?

: As my wife!

Georgian a! There you are!

I thought
you'd disappeared.

Come along.

I wonder, have you given
any more consideration

to your position?

A great deal.

I hope we might
persuade you to stay.

Why is that?

Augusta and Leon or a
have been transformed

by your influence.

I cannot explain the
effect you have had,

Miss Heywood, on all of us.

It's as if you've
restored us back to life.

We would be bereft
to lose you now.

Excuse me.

: There you are.

How could I let him lead
me into such a bind?

Because that is what he does.

He is a colonel...

An expert in strategy
and setting ambushes.

I was casting around,
looking for someone to,

to endow with all the qualities
I miss in our brother,

and, and there he was.

Sidney is irreplaceable.

But you have a quality
that he never had.

You are a man of vision.

Were it not for you,
Sanditon would be

little more than a
row of fishing huts.

You have a rare imagination.

A genius for conjuring
up ideas out of nothing.

You will think of
something, Tom.

You always do.

What would I do
without you, Arthur?

Why was I looking for someone
to fill Sidney's shoes

when you, you've
been there all along?

My brother.

Charlotte.

What is the matter?

I don't understand.

Dancing just now, I felt alive
in a way I haven't since...

You are allowed to have
feelings for another man.

That is not a betrayal.

But... Why him?

Why not him?

Speaking of whom.

Miss Heywood.

I shall see you downstairs.

I hoped we could conclude
our conversation at last.

Army life defines a man.

I've never been defeated
on the field of battle,

but now I fear I
am quite conquered.

I have never met
anyone comparable,

Miss Heywood.

You surprise me constantly.

Nothing, nothing would
delight me so much as

to be constant to you.

I...

There's a large
estate along the coast

with a very pleasant aspect.

I took the liberty
of making enquiries.

I do not understand.

Of course you do.

I believe you have understood
since our first meeting.

I humbly beg of you,
give me your hand.

I wish you to be my wife.

I, I thought I'd been clear.

I do not wish to marry.

The time for playing
games is over.

I play no game.

I am perfectly serious.

You worry I wouldn't
suit a domestic life.

I assure you, I...

I cannot marry you.

You can't want to
continue as a governess.

I am offering to save you
from that squalid existence.

I do not love you! Love
will grow if you let it.

: Stop!

Be sensible of my rank!

Know your own!

I know who I am.

I've never pretended
to be anyone else.

Miss Heywood...

What is it?

What did he say to you?

Abandoned and in want
of friends again, I see.

Captain Fraser.

How do you always find

the most perfect
words of comfort?

My entire summer wasted.

Tomorrow, when you're mucking
out your father's pigs,

you'll have time
to consider that.

Now, we're at a ball,

you are wearing the most
beautiful gown here,

and I must insist we dance.

This dress is the
plainest in the room.

You are mocking me once again.

No, Miss Heywood.

Simple is not plain.

True beauty needs no adornment.

I say to you now
in all sincerity

that you have never
looked lovelier.

Thank you.

That is worth all the more

coming from the
rudest man I know.

This is what I tried
to warn you of.

You didn't warn me of anything.

You ordered me to avoid him

and gave no reason.

My only thought
was to protect you

from a man I knew
to be dangerous.

Then why did you not say?

All I had was the
colonel's account.

He told me that you
were not to be trusted.

That...

Go on.

That you stole the woman
he loved and destroyed her.

That is what he told you?

So what is the truth?

I have had enough of these
endless riddles and evasions.

Of trying to find
meaning in your silences.

This is not the place.

I must know who you are.

Uncle?

Miss Heywood.

What is it?

We're leaving.

Miss Heywood will come with us.

So you leave tomorrow.

A bright new dawn for Sanditon.

We'll be celebrating
in the streets.

How I will miss
your sense of humor.

Miss Leon or a has
been impossible:

Up and down from
her bed all evening.

Miss Heywood.

I was not expecting you.

Did you dance, Augusta?

Miss Heywood!

Come, girls, let us
leave your father

and Miss Heywood in peace.

: I'll tell
you everything tomorrow.

Hysteria, Aunt.

What if she begins to rave?

We may not be able to provide
care to her best advantage.

We need not consider that now.

These affairs only go one way.

Well, where would she go?

Where is George?

Do you have him?

Esther!

What are you doing?

Don't hurt him!

I wished for some air and
I heard George crying.

And you brought
him back here? Why?

To bring him comfort.

Edward, you're frightening him.

Please do not harm him.

Return him to his mother.

I would never harm him!

I'm comforting him!

Esther,
give him to his mother.

Now, please.

: Esther.

Lucy and I married young.

I had not long
inherited this house.

She wanted to stay in London,

at the heart of
society, and I did not.

So I came back here.

She stayed for a final season.

And that's where she
met Colonel Lennox.

Captain, as he then was.

I never thought what strangers
she and I had become.

She wrote, delaying her
return, pleading illness.

Months went by without a word.

At last, my curiosity
conquered my pride.

I went to London.

Only to find she was with child.

His child?

He'd abandoned her.

And she was too scared
and ashamed to face me.

I showed her no pity.

No compassion.

You bear no blame.

The words I spoke
torment me to this day.

She became a ghost
of her former self.

And not long after the
child was born, she...

Go on.

Lucy knew she wasn't strong.

When she walked out into
the rain that night,

she must have known.

That is why it pains you
to be in Leo's company.

She is a living reminder.

I so wanted to tell you,

but I was afraid of what
you would think of me.

You should not endure such
recrimination after so long.

Forgive yourself.

I cannot.

I, I cannot...

You must.

Else the past will
thwart the future.

A future that I imagine
could be very dear, indeed.

Sidney's possessions.

What is it?

Is it not peculiar how we can
be strangers to our own affections?

Miss Heywood.

What is it that you are

frightened of, Uncle? Go to her.

Charlotte,

a Mr. Colbourne is
here to see you.

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