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Lord Trenchard. Payment in full.

Ah. He of the beautiful wife.

Dr. Ellerby.

An invitation to
an art exhibition.

He's persistent, the doctor.

He's being friendly, that's all.

[footman, whispering]
Shh. Follow me.

You know about
the steel foundry?

I'm thinking of investing in it.

A lot of money, Your Lordship.

You're satisfied then, madame.

I wish all my investments
ran as smoothly.

We must plan another
venture together soon.

Ah!

Perhaps.

- What is it?
- I was thinking about my father.

He'd be proud of you, surely.

Personally, I think
it's in our natures

to run away from
difficult feelings.

But if we have the
courage to confront them,

we can let go of a
great deal of pain.

[James] How is my brother?

[Clara] He is very much troubled
by thoughts of his father.

It might help Frederick
if you would speak to him.

You thought you
would befriend her

and whisper poison
in her ears about me?

- No, I didn't.
- Leave my house!

[Frederick] You
went behind my back.

- Why would you do that?
- I didn't know.

[theme music playing]

♪

[Frederick] When did
you first meet him?

[Clara] A little
over a week ago.

[Frederick] Where?

I told you. I went
to the vicarage.

Once.

You know me well enough.

You know I think only of you.

I thought it might help you.

You have so much pain
locked in your heart.

That's how you see me?
As some injured creature

- who must be helped?
- No.

- Is that what he implied?
- No.

What did he say about me?

That there was a rift
with your father,

which was not of your making.

- How magnanimous.
- He said he misses you,

that he longs to be reconciled.

He seemed genuine, Frederick.

Honestly, I still believe that
if you could only talk together.

You don't know him.

[Robert] Did you know
he had a brother?

[Mrs. Enright] Of course I did.

Mr. Enright and I
were at Glanville

when the two boys
were growing up.

[Robert] So, what went on?

It must've been an
almighty falling out.

Don't know.

Lots of brothers fall out.

Yeah, but...

I fell out of my
lot all the time.

I mean, we had fights,

punch-ups that
went on for hours.

- Did you?
- Of course.

But then you sit
down at the table,

and your ma gives
you a bowl of stew

- and that's the end of it.
- [door opens]

[Enright] They're going up.

None of this is to be discussed
outside this house or in it.

I hope that's understood.

It is.

Off you go.

- Good night then, Mr. Enright.
- Good night.

So, things are still bad
between the brothers.

Seems that way.

I never really understood.

Is it jealousy?

- Rivalry?
- I know no more than you.

What do I see stuck in
the kitchen all day?

Why does it bother you
so much? You're shaking.

I failed him.

I should have found a way
to warn him, Madeleine.

He's a grown man. Let him
deal with his own mess.

From my grand mama's recipe.

I rarely venture into
the kitchen, of course,

but if it meets
with your approval,

I shall be supplying
five for the cake stall.

That is the finest fruit
cake I have ever tasted.

And I have tasted a good many.

Good. That's decided then.

I shall set my
shoulder to the wheel.

[James] Thank you.

I hear you met my sister.

I did. It was a pleasure.

Oh, yes, she's all charm.

[woman] ...there in good time.

[Davison] I... I think we
timed that well, Your Ladyship.

It'll be so hot in half an hour

that there'd be no
pleasure in a walk.

[sniffling]

How can I help?

Your Ladyship.

Shall I ask them to bring you
some coffee, Your Ladyship?

[Clara] Yes, please.

Davison?

[dramatic music plays]

♪

- Reverend.
- Forgive me.

Five minutes of your
time is all I ask.

I think this will be the
last time we ever meet.

I fear that's true.

I want to say two things to you.

I am so sorry I came
to the house yesterday.

I should never have done that.

It was my fault.
I gave you hope.

I... I can't live
with the thought

that I've caused difficulty
between you and Frederick.

Lady Trenchard, please
don't think badly of him

for the way he behaved
yesterday or for any of this.

He's not to blame.

Please tell me you will
always remember that.

I wish I understood more about
what happened with your father,

and with you.

His attitude is
so... entrenched.

Was there one particular event?

An argument?

He mentioned that when
your father was dying,

he wanted only you
at his bedside.

Is that true?

It... [sighs]

It was my father's decision.

And I couldn't go
against his wishes.

And what of your mother?
Couldn't she have persuaded him?

Our mother was a strong
and beautiful woman,

but she expected
the same strength

in everyone else.

And when she died,

please tell me she
wanted Frederick there.

She did.

Very much.

She asked for him.

And did anything happen
between you then?

Was that the last time
you saw one another?

He wasn't able to come.

But he came to the funeral,
though we didn't speak.

He didn't go to her

when she was dying?

Why?

I think

perhaps it was the fear,

the memory of our
father's death.

Perhaps it was better
that he didn't come.

How can you say so?

Nothing would have kept me
from my father's deathbed.

The wounds are deep.

Do you see?

It was years...

[sighs]

It would be too
much for any soul.

I can't help feeling

that there's something
you're not telling me.

I'm sorry, but if there's
anything, anything at all,

which might help me to
understand him better.

There is no more to be said.

My own sadness at
the loss of him,

I must bear...

I will bear. [Breathes deeply]

But... But I have to
know that he will always,

always have your
love and support.

♪

Thank you.

He was not to blame.

So, I'm asking the ladies
if they have experience

- in looking after the elephants.
- [door opens]

The white elephant, Hetty dear.

White Elephant Stall.

It's a very different
proposition.

We are not recruiting mahouts.

[sighs]

[men clamoring]

You see there?

They're reintroducing
carbon and manganese.

Ah!

Exact amount.

Damned impressive!
Damned impressive!

Like the mouth of hell!

- I'm glad you're able to see it.
- I'll say.

Thank you for inviting me.

To think that is going
all day, every day...

- And through the night.
- It's astonishing.

Well, to you, my clever friend,

and his expanding kingdom,
the strange land of East End.

No wonder the Marquise
is so impressed by you.

Never tires of
singing your praises.

You know she's trying to enlist
me into this new scheme of hers.

Did you put her up to
it? I suspect you did.

Ah, yes.

- Which one?
- The silver mine.

Mexico.

Doubt I could place it on a map.

She seems utterly confident
in the venture, doesn't she?

What do you think of it?

Well, I need more
information, of course.

Quite right.

The figures involved.
I had no idea.

I told her business
isn't my bag.

Do you know what?

For a first little foray,
it seems rather thrilling.

"Untold riches in
an exotic land."

When did she mention it
to you? Out of interest.

About a week ago.

Don't tell me I've
missed the deadline.

Uh... no.

At least I don't think so.

I shall be led by you.

Rather jolly to
be partners, what?

I thought we might
go out together

sometime in the next few days.

The exhibition of
paintings I mentioned.

Do you remember?

It's tomorrow.

I thought we might
attend together.

I'm afraid I can't
spare the time,

but you should go
if you'd like to.

Alone?

Although I must
say I'm surprised,

was the invitation
not from Dr. Ellerby?

Yes, but the works are not
his, from what I understand.

He was simply bringing
it to our attention.

I thought the
Rochesters might attend.

- [door closes]
- I doubt they will.

Well, let's do
something else then.

It might be good for us

- to have the opportunity to...
- Clara.

I have thought on
this, and it is my wish

that we endeavor to forget
the events of yesterday.

Frederick...

I accept, albeit
with some difficulty,

that you thought your
actions might be helpful.

I accept it.

But frankly, I cannot sit
at dinner every night,

wondering when my wife will
insist on raising matters

that can only be the cause of
the deepest discomfort to me.

I hope you are able
to understand that.

I am able to understand it. Yes.

I didn't mean...

Please... Please, can
we leave it at that?

♪

Sorry. I had a few
minutes to spare.

Please don't apologize.

May I ask you a
question, Reverend?

Of course.

Do you think the
dead feel lonely?

No. I don't.

I think those in heaven feel
awash with warmth and love.

What if they aren't in heaven?

Through no fault of their own.

God is love

and would never
turn someone away

if they were innocent.

Loneliness is an
earthly affliction.

We can feel lonely

even in a room full
of people, can't we?

Are you concerned about
someone in particular, Nell?

Ah, Reverend, here you are.

Miss Dunn. How are
you getting on?

Might we have a few minutes
of your precious time?

Only I have to deliver the
wording of the handbook

to the printers by
the end of tomorrow.

The fundraising objectives.

I was supposed to write
them down for you.

Please don't worry.

I've taken the liberty of
outlining a few myself.

Repairs to the
clock at 15 pounds.

Cemetery wall repairs, I think
you mentioned at 38 pounds.

My goodness. What a memory.

Yes, yes. Let's
look at them now.

The teacups need washing,
Nell, if you don't mind.

♪

Good afternoon.

- Welcome.
- Thank you.

Our catalogue, if you
would care to look.

Mr. Dearden. I'm one
of the exhibitors.

I always think it
best to mention that

before someone says something
which breaks my heart.

[chuckles]

Oh...

And might I have your name?

Of course. Lady Trenchard.

Ah.

I received an invitation
from Dr. Ellerby.

Yes. Yes. How kind
of you to come.

Stephen... Dr. Ellerby...
will be delighted.

I'm afraid he isn't
here at present.

Ah.

Is the Duchess of
Rochester here, perhaps?

She was, earlier.

Would you like me to show
you around, Lady Trenchard?

- I would gladly.
- Thank you.

I shall manage very well.

I'm here if you have need of me.

[people chattering indistinctly]

I've heard nothing at all about
a silver mine, Your Lordship.

- I'd remember if I had.
- Then you should have done.

You're quick enough to
boast about your contacts.

May I ask who's
behind the scheme?

Would you like me to
make inquiries of them?

No. I shall deal with it myself.

If I hear anything at all,
I shall alert you at once,

You may depend on it.

♪

[footsteps approaching]

- [worker] Sir.
- [gasps softly]

♪

[Richard] Lady Trenchard
is looking at it now.

[Stephen]
Extraordinary, isn't it?

Dr. Ellerby.

Lady Trenchard.

- Miss Davison.
- Sir.

Is His Lordship with you?

- Unfortunately not.
- Then I'm all the more grateful

that you took the
trouble to come.

Have you ever visited
a gallery before?

Once, with my father.

It was at the Royal Academy.

There was certainly
nothing in this style.

That should be music
to your ears, Dearden.

[Richard chuckles]

Lady Trenchard, allow
me to present...

I've already had the pleasure.

This is one of your
works, Mr. Dearden?

It is.

It's beautiful.

And emotional, somehow.

[Richard] I couldn't have
hoped for a kinder review.

- Have you seen the Rossettis?
- Mm.

Mine rather pale beside his.

I can't agree with you.

Yes, they're arresting.

He's my idol

- as you can probably tell.
- [chuckles]

We expect him later,
with Mrs. Morris.

If you're able to stay, I
will gladly introduce you.

I'm afraid I have to leave now.

- Thank you.
- To the next time, perhaps.

Allow me to see you out.

I'm so sorry I wasn't
here when you arrived.

I help at a mission
twice a week.

And we had more patients
than usual today.

The advice you
gave me at Maywood,

about encouraging people
to confront their fears.

Yes?

Do you think it's
possible to push too hard,

and to compound the difficulty
where one was trying to help?

I think anyone who's being asked

to look at something
that frightens them

is bound to show
some resistance.

Antagonism, even.

I would say that
some part of them,

no matter how deeply buried,

would have to want to change.

I hope my advice
wasn't ill-judged.

No.

How are you?

You seem a little sad, if
you don't mind my saying.

I'm perfectly well.

Have you ever seen
inside an artist studio?

Or watched an artist at work?

I lodge with Dearden,

and his studio is
really something to see.

If you would ever
care to visit...

I know he would be honored.

I'll bear it in mind.

[emotional music plays]

♪

[plays single note]

[playing classical music]

♪

[music continues in distance]

♪

[clears throat]

[gasps] Sorry, Miss Dunn.

Where on earth did you
learn to play like that?

I... um...

It's hardly a music hall ditty.

Chopin, wasn't it?

I... hear tunes, and
they stay with me.

But where could
you have heard it?

[whispers] I don't remember.

Right.

And yet you remember
all the notes.

It's quite a gift.

Is everything tidied away?

Yes, miss. I'll fetch my things.

And did you eat all your tea?

Yes, Papa.

Good man.

Now, now, come
on, back to Nanny.

And I shall come upstairs
with you and see Peter.

[Amelia] Can I see Peter?

[Duchess of Rochester]
Peter is ill, isn't he?

He doesn't wish
for you to get ill.

I'll give him a kiss from you.

[door closes]

[Clara] What did you think
of Mr. Dearden's paintings?

They weren't to my taste.

Too florid. For all the
words written in there

about a "true
representation of nature,".

I should say it didn't look
anything like the nature I know.

I should say it was overblown
and overly romantic.

I'm not sure anything
can be "overly romantic."

That's because you're
young, Your Ladyship.

I shall get off now, Reverend.

I've left some cold
cuts on the side,

and there's soup
if you'd like it.

Thank you.

Would you care to join me?

Oh, I'm afraid I can't.

My daughter and her
family are waiting.

- Good.
- But thank you, sir.

I shall see you in the morning.

- Good night.
- Good night, Mrs. Warren.

[door closes]

[Davison] He's not back then?

Not yet.

I believe he is at his club.

Oh...

Difficult business, marriage.

Seems so.

You never thought of
it for yourself, then?

I like my own way too much.

You?

The same.

♪

[Fletcher] Thank
you, Your Lordship.

[door closes]

[sighs]

Going for an evening stroll.

Back before I lock up.

[intriguing music plays]

♪

[dog barking in distance]

[coins jingling]

- Thank you.
- Thank you.

[coins clatter]

[steam hissing]

[exhales shakily]

[dog barking in distance]

[sobbing]

[crying softly]

♪

[Mrs. Enright] I thought you
were fetching me some coal.

Certainly am, Mrs.
Enright. Never fear.

[Mawdie] A stamp
for this, please.

Where's it going?

Can't read?

Of course you
can't. Pass it here.

- Where is it goin...
- In the box.

Yes, sir.

His Lordship has left?

Yes, Your Ladyship.

An early appointment.

♪

But it was Dr. Moorcroft's
orders, Your Grace.

I'm not blaming you, Dawes.

I will speak to the doctor
myself on his next visit.

But until then, I do not
want the dose increased.

The poor boy sleeps
enough as it is.

Yes, Your Grace.

Thank you. Please return to him.

Problem, my dear?

Not one you need
concern yourself with,

or would wish to, it seems.

[sighs]

- What are you doing, dear?
- Oh! Mother!

[exhales] Must you?

What?

- Creep.
- Oh, I wasn't creeping.

I... I thought you were Nell.

She's at the shop, dear.

I know.

I've mislaid a
handkerchief, and I thought

she might have mixed
it up with one of hers

in the wash.

You don't think she's

stealing from us, do you?

I mean, that would
be too dreadful.

I beg your pardon?

I suppose we... we do
know so little about her.

I wasn't implying that at all.

Good heavens, what a dark
and suspicious mind you have.

Oh.

Well, come out, Mother.
We shouldn't be in here.

Right.

♪

- [Fourcade] Lord Trenchard?
- Yes.

Madame is expecting you.

There's been some
trial and error,

but we now seem to have
the balance exactly right.

I fully expect to
be signing a deal

with Great Eastern next week

to provide the rails for
their latest expansion.

[knock on door]

This is excellent, Frederick.

We mean to switch to producing
"blooms" rather than sheets.

They're better suited to
the manufacture of rails.

[knocking continues]

This house. I live in chaos.

But not for much longer.

I've prepared our
revised projections.

If I secure the
deal, as I intend to,

we should be profitable in
the second half of next year.

- [door closes]
- [Nicoli speaking French]

[in English] Six months
earlier than anticipated.

[man] I've traveled 2,000 miles,
and I will not be put off!

[Nicoli shouting in French]

[Fourcade] Please
wait, monsieur!

I am greatly
impressed, Frederick.

Well, I must say our success
has surpassed my expectations

and has given me an appetite

to look for schemes
on a similar scale,

or larger, in fact.

Of course. You are
a true entrepreneur.

I doubt you will
ever be satisfied.

I would always be open to
investment opportunities here,

or abroad.

Good. Yes.

- [man] Madame!
- [Fourcade] Please...

Non, Monsieur Bricus. Wait!

Mon dieu. I'm so sorry.

[Fourcade] I will ask if she
will see you. Stop at once!

[Bricus] Get your
hands off of me!

[Marquise speaks French]

[in English] Mr. Bricus?

What is wrong with
my money, huh? Huh?

May I suggest you calm down?

You came to me. You came to
me first with the silver mine,

and now I am watching my friends
make money hand over fist

friends I sent to you.

You need to stop
shouting, Mr. Bricus.

What's wrong with my money?

I am careful. That is all.

I have a responsibility
to all my investors.

In the meantime,
begging and shouting

will not advance your cause.

Wait.

I am mortified. Really,
I am so embarrassed.

Can I help?

No. Thank you.

Madame Fourcade
will show you out.

[knock on door]

- Hello.
- I'm afraid I'm busy.

How was your day?

It won't take long to
tell you about mine.

I spent it alone,
with nothing to do.

Forgive me, this
is urgent, so...

More urgent than our marriage?

Sorry.

Did you need me for something?

I was hoping we
might settle on a day

to ask the Rochesters
to dine with us.

Are we not lunching
with them tomorrow?

Yes.

But I would like to be
able to reciprocate.

We've enjoyed a great deal
of their hospitality of late.

We could invite
the Marquise as...

I don't know. You may settle
on a date if you wish.

[Clara] How can I?

How can I invite people here,

or go anywhere or do anything
when we are like this?

I can't solve this on my
own. You have to help me.

I'm not asking you
to do anything.

I've told you what I
feel, that we need time.

I'm asking nothing else of you.

But I want you to
ask things of me.

I need you to.

Clara, I...

Please...

It has been a difficult day.

I'm trying to deal
with something...

Which you do not wish
to share with me.

I have said I will
endeavor to forget.

But you will shut me out.

Have you once thought of
my feelings in all of this?

Of what I am suffering?

Yes...

Perhaps... you will
not accept love

from those who offer
it, who reach for you,

because you choose not to.

There's a selfishness in you

which I didn't know was there.

[door slams]

[sniffles]

[knock on door] Is that me? Where's
my nose? May I have a nose...

[speaks indistinctly]

- And how's your Latin?
- [Amelia] Good.

[door creaks]

Oh, Your Grace...

Is he awake?

Yes, Your Grace.

Well, well.

Look at you.

Sorry I haven't been in
to see you for a while.

Fathers... eh?

This is what you
enjoy reading, is it?

Marmaduke, The Tale of
a Mischievous Kitten.

"Mischievous"?

Could be me.

People tell me I'm
mischievous all the time.

Though I think I'm more
of a big, sloppy dog.

Don't you think?

Shall we read it together?

"Marmaduke, the
mischievous kitten,

lay curled in a basket

- with his..."
- "Brothers and sisters."

"The kittens were white
with black patches,

all except Marmaduke,
who was ..."

"Orange."

Orange?

I don't think I've ever seen
an orange cat before. Have you?

"All of the kittens were asleep,

snoring little kitten snores.

Dreaming little kitten dreams.

And suddenly there was a..."

[Peter] "Thump."

"from down the hall..."

[door creaks closed]

- Will he sleep now?
- Oh, yes.

Moorcroft and his
bromide'll see to that.

He spends more time
asleep than he does awake.

This is no life for him.

He's so much more than this.

Our beautiful boy.

[sobbing]

Your Ladyship?

Are you quite certain of this?

[people chattering
indistinctly in distance]

I'm sorry, but a public
gallery is one thing,

but this is a gentleman's
private residence.

But it is also a
studio. An atelier.

And I'm not alone.
You're with me.

[baby wailing in distance]

[door creaks]

[baby cooing]

Your Ladyship.

Good heavens. What an
exquisite surprise.

Uh...

This is Minette. [Chuckles]

Come in. Come in, please.

Oh, good girl, good
girl. Such a good girl.

[door closes]

- [coos]
- Minette is Annie's daughter.

Ah.

Did you meet Annie? Perhaps not.

You saw her in the painting.

Your timing couldn't be better.
Richard's just in his studio.

That's what I was hoping to see.

Of course. Uh,
Dearden? Visitors.

Please, um, allow me
to take your coats.

Right.

Welcome, Your Ladyship.

Thank you, Mr. Dearden.

Richard, please.

I'm grateful for
this opportunity.

This is Miss Annie Harper.

- [Clara] How do you do?
- How do you do?

I think I just met
your little girl.

She's beautiful.

Thank you.

[Clara] I can hardly
believe this place.

I thought you'd like it.

It's like a kind of alchemy.

[chuckles] It is.

- Do you mind?
- Not at all.

Dido, Queen of Carthage.

It's enchanting.

[Richard] It's
far from finished.

He doesn't know how
to take a compliment.

[chuckles]

- And this...
- [Stephen] Months of work.

[Richard] I'm still
searching for my Perdita,

which is a little ironic.

I don't suppose
you'd oblige, m'lady?

- [Stephen] There's an idea.
- [chuckles softly]

- [Stephen laughs]
- [Richard] Sorry...

Only I thought it in the
gallery as soon as I saw you.

Thank you. I think not.

[Richard] The search continues.

Would you like to?

I daren't.

I can always paint over it.

The slightest touch.

[Clara gasps softly]

- Now you're an artist.
- [chuckles]

[Stephen] We're gonna
have something to eat.

Some friends are joining us.

I hope you'll stay.

[Annie] You should.

Two of them are just
back from Paris.

There'll be tales to tell.

You have your engagement,
Your Ladyship.

[door opens]

Thank you.

We shall be leaving for
the Rochesters' soon.

We shan't have need
of the carriage.

[Enright] Very
good, Your Lordship.

I believe Her Ladyship
is out, Your Lordship.

I daresay she intends
to return in time.

Uh, yes. I believe she
did mention something.

- Thank you.
- Your Lordship.

[footsteps depart, door opens]

[door closes]

[indistinct conversations]

[doorbell rings]

I'm afraid Clara
has been detained

at a previous appointment.

Yes, her maid just brought word.

I'm... really very
sorry, Duchess.

Please don't worry. We shall be
perfectly satisfied with you.

♪

[Stephen] We have guests!

- Finally.
- Olive!

Off the boat from France.

- [Olive] How do you do?
- Olive.

[Richard] How are you, Olive?

Lady Trenchard, this is Theo.

- Pleasure to meet you.
- Theo, pleasure to meet you.

- [Stephen] Archibald.
- How are you?

Oh, I'm afraid I shan't
remember all these names.

Please don't worry about
that, Your Ladyship.

He can't remember his
name half the time.

[all laugh]

♪

[chattering
indistinctly, laughter]

Tell us about France.
Tell us about Paris.

[Annie] Tell us
about the revolution.

[Theo] Oh, it's a
beautiful new world.

We've got muskets
and barricades.

[all laughing and
chattering indistinctly]

[knocks on door]

[sighs]

[gate creaks]

♪ Quand nous chanterons ♪

♪ Le temps des cerise ♪

♪ Et gai rossignol ♪

♪ Et merle moqueur ♪

♪ Seront tous en fête ♪

Mrs. Dunn. Hallelujah!

I shall put you in the seat for
monarchs, deans, and bishops.

First, I thank my God

through Jesus
Christ for you all,

that your faith is spoken of
throughout the whole world.

For God is my witness,

whom I serve with my spirit
in the gospel of His son

that without ceasing,

I make a mention of you
always in my prayers.

Making request, if by
any means now at length,

I might have a
prosperous journey

by the will of God,
to come unto you...

[door opens]

[all singing indistinctly]

[dramatic music plays]

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