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[ Birds chirping ]

Oh, yes.

This is very...

very promising, Ernest.

I thought so.

The new factory is to be based

just outside Berlin.

Oh, that's excellent.

Yes.

I think you may indicate

that the bank is willing to make

a substantial investment.

Profits, however,

don't seem to be the concern

of Messieurs Radcliffe and Ben.

And I'm afraid they've fallen

badly behind again

with the repayments

on their loan.

Well, then, regrettably,

we shall just have to foreclose.

It'll drive them

into bankruptcy, of course.

The bank should do quite well

out of the salable assets.

Well, I think that's all.

Oh, apart from

the House of Eliott checks.

- Your signature.

- Oh, yes. Of course.

Wint bringing them in regularly,

is he?

Yes.

Although one would hardly say

he manages it with much grace.

Really?

Well, perhaps we could consider

saving him the trouble.

After all,

who knows how long the House

of Eliott will be in business.

I was rather hoping

this coat would be ready

for Lady Exton's fitting

tomorrow.

Oh, it will be.

It's just that it took me longer

to cut than I thought.

I must admit

I'm not a patch on Florence

when it comes to cutting

for the day wear.

We could really do with

a proper tailor to take over.

Has anyone seen Miss Evie

this morning?

Oh. No. No.

She ain't been in

since I arrived.

She wasn't in the flat

when I knocked earlier.

I expected her to be here

by now.

[ Typewriter clicking ]

Jack, sorry

about keeping you waiting.

Oh, thank you, Lilly.

And, uh, some coffee, perhaps.

Come on through.

I was a little late arriving

this morning.

Came down from Montford Hall?

Montford?

Elizabeth's well, I heard.

Yes.

Jack, I spent the weekend at the

mill cottage with Evangeline.

Oh, Evie.

There you are.

I expected you hours ago.

I need to talk to you.

It's about Saroyan.

I never thought I'd find myself

being unfaithful.

But then again, I've never felt

like this before.

You'll be careful, won't you?

I'd hate to see either of them

hurt -- Elizabeth or Evie.

Rather late to be saying that,

I suppose.

It's my fault. I shouldn't have

told you where she'd be.

I don't suppose that in the end

anything would've kept us apart.

Even though I should anticipate

the possible consequences.

For you career,

apart from anything else.

Believe me, Jack.

I know.

[ Door opens ]

So, Beatrice is well.

I'm glad.

You said on the telephone

there was something

I might help you with.

Thank you, Lilly.

Oh, yes.

Yes.

You were kind enough to refer me

to a company lawyer with these,

and I wondered if you'd take

a look at them yourself.

As you know,

they refer to some dealings

handled by the Gillispie Saroyan

bank.

He thinks they show

there's some cause for concern.

Oh?

[ Humming ]

I take it you enjoyed

the cottage.

Yes, very much.

Oh, Bea, I didn't thank you

for the use of it.

Thank you.

Did you and Jack have

a good weekend?

It was all right, I suppose.

But you do realize, Evie,

if Saroyan is dishonest,

this could have

all sorts of implications

for the House of Eliott.

That's why Jack has gone

to see Alexander.

Alexander?

Lord Montford.

Evie, this is serious.

[ Singing operatically ]

Um, perhaps a dot looser so as

not to restrict the diaphragm.

Of course.

Thank you, Tilly.

I saw your last concert,

Miss Vosper.

The Donizetti songs were superb.

How kind.

ELIZABETH:

I keep coming back to this one.

But I'm not sure

it isn't too young for me.

Oh, nonsense, Elizabeth.

It would suit you perfectly.

And it's ideal

for your charity ball.

I'm not sure.

Oh, Evangeline.

Alexander does always say

that ivory suits me,

but...well, I think

it's too frivolous for me.

What do you think?

[ Clears throat ]

Um, no.

I-I don't think so.

Well, there is always

the gray silk.

What was that design you were

working on last week, Evie?

The one you took to the cottage

to finish.

- I'm sorry. What?

- The black marocain.

That would suit Elizabeth,

wouldn't it?

Um...

Grace!

I didn't know you were here.

Elizabeth.

I see you're ordering

some more creations to add

to your exquisite wardrobe.

Naturally.

And don't tell me

you're not here

to order something sumptuous

for yourself.

Of course.

My concert appearances

demand it.

Well, maybe I can persuade you

to wear something

in a good cause.

It's just that seeing you

has given me an idea.

Another of your

charitable efforts.

Well, we could sell

an awful lot more tickets

if you'd agree to be guest

of honor and perhaps sing.

I'd love to.

It's the 30th of next month.

Mm-hmm.

Yes.

I'll be back in England then.

Oh, that's wonderful.

Beatrice, you'll buy

some tickets, won't you?

I certainly will.

And Alice is a music lover.

I'd be delighted, especially

if Miss Vosper is singing.

And, Evangeline,

you'll come, won't you?

Um, I'm not sure.

It rather depends.

Oh, do.

Alexander and I

have hardly seen you

since your visit

to Montford Hall.

Evie, you'll go, won't you?

Yes, of -- of course I will.

Oh, Miss Evie ain't got

the trimmings ready

for Lady Exton's fitting.

Seems to have head full

of jolly robins today.

BETTY: Yeah. Well, it's full

of something, anyway.

Or somebody.

Oh, blast it!

Did you not have a word with

Miss Bea about getting a tailor?

Yeah.

They're trying to find one.

I can manage

the straightforward stuff.

But since the last collection,

they're all ordering

the tailored day wear.

Yeah. Well, at least it keeps us

all in work, though, eh?

Mr. and Mrs. Maddox

and Miss Eliott, Lord Montford.

Jack, Beatrice, good to see you.

How are you?

Evangeline, how are you?

Nervous.

I didn't realize the Treasury

could be so intimidating.

And Jack did say you sounded

serious on the telephone.

That's because I've made

some rather serious discoveries.

Do sit down.

Broadly,

my preliminary inquiries

appear to confirm

what you thought, Jack.

Depositors' money has been drawn

off into other company accounts,

all of which exist in name only

and all of which have

Ralph Saroyan named as director.

But that's tantamount

to stealing.

There is another worrying aspect

as far as the House of Eliott's

concerned.

Well, I can't believe

it could get any worse.

Are you saying that he's already

defrauded the House of Eliott?

ALEXANDER:

Not that it would appear.

But we did find that quite a few

legitimate companies

have been taken over by the bank

when they fail to meet

the somewhat rigorous rates

of repayment

on loans they've been made.

Like the loan we have.

Is that what Saroyan

is trying to do -- take us over?

That may be his ultimate aim.

But, Alexander,

can't the Treasury stop him?

I'm afraid at this point

the Treasury couldn't become

involved.

But I don't understand.

Jack has already brought you

proof.

Is it not enough?

ALEXANDER:

As damning as it may seem,

there may be ways that this

could be explained away.

Look, I'm sorry, Beatrice.

But for me

as a government minister

or the Treasury as a body

to become involved,

we really would need

much more evidence

before an official inquiry

or a referral to the police.

In other words, both

the institutions you represent

are totally ineffectual.

Bea, I am sure Alexander

is trying to help.

ALEXANDER:

That's all right, Evangeline.

In a way, Beatrice is right.

Without more substantial

evidence, my hands are tied.

I could try and get you more.

ALEXANDER:

It would certainly help.

Without it,

the consequences of undertaking

an official investigation

into a bank as highly regarded

as Gillispie Saroyan

could be calamitous.

Meanwhile, we sit

and wait for calamity

to fall on everything

that we have worked for.

Thank you very much, Alexander.

I'm sorry.

Thank you, Alexander.

If I can,

I will bring you more proof.

I want to help if I can.

I know.

I've missed you.

When will I see you again?

You do want to see me again?

Do you imagine I think of

anything but being with you?

I must go.

When will I hear from you?

Soon.

WOMAN: Thank you very much,

Miss Eliott.

[ Footsteps approaching ]

Well, confident enough.

Although we do need a tailor

with experience.

Well, this next applicant

sounds promising, Evie.

Oh, I'm not even sure we should

be thinking of employing anyone,

with things as uncertain

as they are.

Bea, we have enough orders

to merit a tailor cutter.

I suppose you're right.

But I just hate the fact

that we or anyone we employ

is going to face

an uncertain future.

Bea, we can't know

what will happen.

We can only carry on as we are.

I suppose so.

The next applicant has arrived,

Miss Eliott.

Show him in, please, Joseph.

Would you like to come through?

MADGE:

Honestly, Agnes.

Oh, that one looked just like

Valentino in "A Sainted Devil."

Two young men.

Miss Bea and Miss Evie

will be looking for someone

who knows what they're doing.

Aren't we all?

[ Giggles ]

Oh, Agnes, don't you ever learn?

JOSEPH: Do I take it

your friend at the Treasury

wasn't of much help, then,

Mr. Maddox?

JACK:

He would genuinely like to be,

but I'm afraid what he really

needs are the audited accounts

for these fictitious companies.

Well, it wouldn't be as easy

as last time.

They'll be in Saroyan's

private office.

I'm not asking you to do it,

Joseph.

I'll do it, not least

for Sir Desmond's memory.

He was a fine man.

I know you never thought

he was dishonest.

That, I'll never believe.

Beatrice and Evie and myself,

we do greatly value

what you've done for us.

But none of us could or would

ask you to take any more risks

on our behalf.

I know that, Mr. Maddox.

Let's just say

I'll see what I can do.

Miss Vosper thinks she's decided

to wear the black georgette

for the charity concert,

so perhaps you could finish

that one first.

Right, but I'll have

the others ready

just in case she changes

her mind.

Very good.

- Oh.

Excuse me, ladies.

That one suit you, then, Agnes?

Oh, no.

Wouldn't want to sit

looking at him all day.

BEA:

I like this one.

Oh, and that one.

EVIE:

That's a beautiful cut.

- Mm.

- Look how that hangs.

I was very impressed

by his attitude.

He has a lot of experience,

Evie.

Mm.

Well, there's no contest,

really.

I think you're right.

But to be on the safe side,

I think we offer a three-month

trial period just to begin with.

Agreed.

Well, that's settled, then.

EVIE:

[ Clears throat ]

Good morning, ladies.

- Good morning.

Everyone, this is

Mr. Charles Quance,

who is joining us as from today

as tailor cutter.

This is Madge Althorpe,

our head of workroom.

How do you do?

And Tilly Foss,

our head seamstress.

- How do you do?

- Hello.

Ladies.

[ Telephone rings ]

Hello?

Oh, Bea, it's you.

For the collection?

Well, yes, I've had a few ideas.

Nothing definite at the moment,

though.

That sounds good.

Uh, Bea, would you mind

if we spoke about this tomorrow?

I could put

the whole morning aside.

We could discuss it

properly then.

Good.

All right.

Well, I'll see you

in the morning, then.

Good night.

[ Receiver clicks ]

Good.

You're home.

I've just been talking to Evie

about the collection.

We're going to start in earnest

on it tomorrow.

Good.

At least one of us will be

occupied over the coming months.

Jack, what's the matter?

It seems cinema audiences

aren't interested

in a half-decent story

anymore --

not according to the studio,

anyhow.

Oh, I'm sorry.

Couldn't you show it

to somebody else?

It's the same everywhere.

Studios here aren't even making

that many pictures anymore.

Everyone's turning to Hollywood

or Germany.

And when they do make one,

they're only interested

in mass audience appeal.

I suppose they do have to cater

to people's tastes.

They are not catering

to people's tastes, Bea.

They are creating a taste

for mediocrity.

You think I'm being

self-indulgent?

No.

I just think you're taking

what is, after all,

your first setback rather badly.

Because I want my work to have

some merit?

- Jack, let's not quarrel.

- No, no, no, no.

Mustn't get too emotional

with each other, must we?

Let's not talk about anything

that actually matters.

I just don't think

you're in a mood

to discuss this rationally,

that's all.

Perhaps tomorrow

we can talk properly.

Seems highly unlikely.

Can't actually remember

when we last did.

[ Sighs ]

Are you sure you can't stay

for breakfast?

I'm sorry.

I have to go.

I suppose I must learn

to get used to this.

I love you, Evie.

Then I will get used to it.

If I was an honorable man,

I wouldn't let you.

I'd end this right now

for your sake.

You are honorable.

It doesn't feel much like it.

Do you...still love Elizabeth?

I don't want to destroy her, and

a scandal would destroy us all.

Do you want me to finish this?

No.

No, if you can bear not to.

You know I can't.

When will I see you again?

Tonight?

No.

I can't even say when.

[ Door closes ]

EVIE:

Goodbye, then.

[ Door opens,

footsteps approaching ]

Alice, you're here early.

Yes.

I thought I'd catch up

with some paperwork.

It's easier when it's quiet.

Well, don't let me disturb you.

BEA: There.

That all seems to be in order.

Are you off to the bank

right away, Joseph?

Yes, Miss Eliott,

unless there's anything else.

No.

I just hate the fact

that every check I write

has to be countersigned

by Saroyan.

That's all, Joseph.

So do I, Miss Eliott.

But it could have

its advantages.

[ Bell tolling in distance ]

Thank you, Wint.

I'll pass them on to Mr. Saroyan

for signature.

Yes, Mr. Weaver.

[ Indistinct conversation ]

There.

- Oh, that was quick.

- [ Chuckles ]

Cutting isn't just a skill,

Madge.

It's an art.

One has to move with the design.

If the garment is to sweep,

one must sweep along with it.

Not according to

poor old Florence.

Oh, she was a stickler.

Slightest little alteration,

she'd make you redo

the whole toile.

She got knocked down, you know,

by a car right outside.

Yeah.

So I understand.

Most unfortunate.

By a sad coincidence,

the first Mrs. Quance succumbed

to an automobile accident.

- Oh, that's terrible!

- Aw.

So, you married again, then?

Um, I mean, you said

"the first Mrs. Quance."

Not yet, Madge.

But I am just about to,

unless something untoward should

get in the way of my plans.

[ All murmuring ]

[ Knock on door ]

[ Knock on door ]

[ Footsteps departing ]

Well, I must say

Charles Quance is proving

a very good investment.

Hmm?

Oh, yes.

He is.

Evie, are you doing anything

tonight?

No.

Well, I'm not sure.

Well, why not come to supper?

We could make an evening of it.

Bea, would you mind very much

if I didn't?

I was, um,

thinking of doing some work

on the collection this evening.

No. Well, I shan't disturb you

from that.

Good night, then.

Good night.

[ Door opens, closes ]

[ Indistinct conversations ]

I'll hand these over

to my friend at the Treasury

as soon as I can.

Well, I hope they help,

Mr. Maddox.

I don't think my nerves

would stand up to run a mission

of that sort.

It's much appreciated.

Believe me.

Now, don't misinterpret this,

Joseph,

but I would like to thank you

properly for all you've done.

I couldn't possibly, Mr. Maddox.

Please.

Use it to treat the family.

I know you mean it well,

Mr. Maddox,

but I'd really rather not.

It'll be all the reward I need

if those files implicate

Saroyan.

I found the Radcliffe and Ben

deed you were asking for.

Oh, thank you, Ernest.

By the way, could you let me

have the Prescott & Co. file?

And the Wakeford file when --

when you're finished with them.

But I don't have them.

I think you must have.

At least they're not

in the cabinet.

That's odd.

I'll have them checked.

I'm grateful.

Well, I mustn't keep you.

Evangeline -- Is she well?

You haven't seen her?

Too tied up, mostly.

She is still intending on going

to this charity concert

of Elizabeth's?

As far as I know.

I hope so.

Can't be easy for you.

You haven't --

I mean, you haven't discussed

it with Beatrice --

my relationship with Evie?

These days, Beatrice and I

discuss very little

of any consequence, I'm afraid.

Both too busy, you know.

No, you needn't worry.

I shan't discuss it with anyone.

It's hardly my business.

[ Slow introduction plays ]

[ Singing operatically ]

[ Music continues ]

[ Music continues ]

[ Applause ]

Now, my lords, ladies,

and gentlemen,

I understand

you are to be offered

moderate amounts of champagne

as an inducement

to donate stupendous amounts

to this evening's

very worthy cause.

[ Laughter ]

Come along, my dear.

I want you to meet

the ambassador.

ELIZABETH:

I think it's gone very well.

Don't you, Alexander?

Good evening, Alexander.

You've worked very hard

to make it a success.

Oh, come along, Ralph.

[ Indistinct conversations ]

I doubt he'll look so relaxed

once the police investigation

gets under way.

JACK:

There is to be one?

I passed them

the files you gave me.

It seemed to be

what they needed.

But I'm not at liberty

to say any more just now.

Yes, it's been marvelous,

and everyone's been so generous.

It's been a great success.

Elizabeth.

Oh, no, thank you, darling.

But look.

Evangeline is all on her own.

She hasn't got an escort,

and I'm not sure

how many people she knows.

Well, if you're sure.

Yes, I am.

Go and introduce her

to some people, please.

Thank you.

Jack, aren't you working

on a new film at the moment?

Not at the moment.

I do have something in mind.

It's still rather vague,

but it has possibilities.

- You haven't a drink.

- Thank you.

Oh, and there's someone I should

very much like you to meet.

Of course.

- You don't mind, do you?

- Not at all.

I shan't keep her long.

Jack, I didn't know

you had a project in mind.

I haven't.

But you know as well as I do

how important it is

to keep up appearances.

I'm not sure this isn't worse

than not seeing you at all.

When will we see each other

again properly?

I'm hoping to be able

to get away on Thursday evening.

We ought to get back.

I was thinking --

If you can manage to get away

for a weekend,

we should go to the cottage.

I hadn't thought about it.

Bea, we need to talk.

[ Applause ]

Tuesday will be fine.

Then Tuesday it is.

And I did so enjoy the concert

the other night, Miss Vosper.

Not quite so much as

the young Miss Eliott, I think.

But perhaps that had more to do

with the company she was in

than with my singing.

I'm not sure

that I understand you.

Oh, come now, Alice.

There are definite sparks

when she and Alexander Montford

are with one another.

Oh, no, no, no.

I really don't think so.

That's quite absurd.

So it wouldn't be politic

to spread any rumors.

Rather late for that,

I'm afraid.

I've already heard comments,

shall we say.

Scandalous.

I'm afraid we'll need the key

to the cabinet as well, sir.

We do have authority

from the highest level

to remove all files necessary

to the investigation, sir.

RALPH: Yes.

Well, we shall see just how high

your authority goes

when my call to the Treasury

comes through.

[ Telephone ringing ]

Alexander.

I asked to be put through

to Lord Montford.

He can't --

[ Sighs ]

Yes, of course I understand.

Ralph Saroyan.

Will you please tell him

that it's extremely urgent

that I speak to him?

Thank you.

The key, sir, if I may.

Thank you, Alice.

You've crossed out Lady Morna's

appointment.

Has she made another?

No.

I'm afraid not.

She said she'd be patronizing

another house in the future.

Alice, what on earth went wrong?

It really wasn't my fault.

Well, it's patently obvious

something must have happened

to drive her away.

You do know, don't you?

Alice, I want to know.

Please tell me.

This is very difficult.

What do you mean, "difficult"?

There are rumors

concerning Miss Evangeline

and her relationship

with Lord Montford.

Evie and Alexander Montford?

But that's preposterous.

And I'd have thought better

of you, Alice,

than that you choose to believe

such idle --

not to say dangerous --

tittle-tattle.

I wouldn't have,

except that the rumors have been

confirmed by my own observation.

Some weeks ago,

I saw Lord Montford leaving

the flat early one morning.

[ Sighs ]

I didn't think you knew.

And I really wouldn't have

mentioned it.

It's just that word

is spreading,

and a scandal could do both your

sister and the House of Eliott

a great deal of harm.

Please don't think ill of me,

Miss Eliott,

but since you pressed me,

I felt you should know.

Thank you, Alice.

[ Door closes ]

Thank you, sir.

It's as if they knew

exactly what to look for.

But they can't have --

not unless someone

let something slip.

I'd hardly incriminate myself.

You.

Have you been talking to anyone?

Of course not.

So why are they so suspicious?

I don't know,

but I intend to find out.

If we keep our heads,

we can see this through.

Don't worry.

I will talk to Montford.

I'm sure it can be settled

quite amicably.

[ Door opens, closes ]

Bea, I think

between the two of us,

we are coming very close to what

we need for this collection.

Evie, we need to talk.

Of course.

I do realize some

of these designs need refining.

Not about the collection.

About Alexander.

Are you having an affair?

Did Jack tell you?

Jack knows?

Bea, we love each other.

Love?

Is that what you call it?

Yes.

And what's the rest of the world

going to think, Evie?

Have you asked yourself that?

What has this got to do

with the rest of the world?

Alexander loves me.

And for the first time

in my life,

I know that this is right.

How can it be right, Evie?

He is married!

Have you any idea of the havoc

this could wreak?

What about Elizabeth,

her position in society,

Alexander's career, us?

We know the risks we're taking.

Oh, you do?

So you realize

you could end up

being dragged through

divorce courts,

cited as co-respondent,

forever surrounded by gossip?

And what effect will that have

on the business, Evie?

The business.

That is all

you ever think about --

your precious House of Eliott!

It's more to you than anything

or anybody,

even your own husband!

How dare you?!

How dare I what --

speak the truth?!

Well, at least Jack still

recognizes love and happiness,

even if you don't!

And I am grateful to Jack

for bringing Alexander

and me together.

[ Exhales deeply ]

I shouldn't have said that.

ALEXANDER: Surely, this truce

with the miners union

can't hold for much longer.

When is the coal commissioner's

report due?

Gentlemen.

Alexander, might I --

might I have a private word?

As a matter of fact, I was

just about to go in to dinner.

Oh, this won't take a moment.

I just wondered

if you could throw any light

on this ridiculous

investigation.

I knew if I had a word

with you --

Forgive me, but the matter

is now in police hands

and not one that I can

or would wish to discuss

when I'm at leisure.

[ Door closes ]

Good.

You're home.

I got something special

on the go for supper.

Well, you seem in a good mood.

I am.

I've been working

on some new ideas.

I see.

[ Sighs ]

I thought it might have been

your role as matchmaker

that's put you

in such a good mood.

So Evie was telling the truth

when she said

you were instrumental

in bringing her and Alexander

together.

No, I was not instrumental.

I happened to mention

to Alexander

that Evie would be

at the cottage.

No more than that.

Our cottage?

You let them use our cottage

for their liaison?

[ Sighs ]

Just how irresponsible

can you be?

Do you realize what you've done?

I can't believe

you didn't foresee

the consequences of this.

Can't you, really?

You astound me.

After all, you're the one

who's always telling me

how irresponsible I am.

But not to tell me, Jack.

How could I,

even if I'd wanted to?

We never see each other,

let alone talk.

[ Door opens ]

The police have demanded

the Berlin files.

How?

How could they possibly know

about that?

How could they know

about any of it?

This will damn us for sure.

Too late to get rid of them now.

Ernest, the worst thing

we can be seen to be doing

is panicking.

Maria.

What is this?

I'll have these sent for.

Aren't you being

somewhat overhasty, my dear?

Hasty departures are sometimes

the wisest, Ralph.

And I really do think,

under the circumstances,

this is one of those times.

You disappoint me.

You've been listening to rumors.

It isn't a problem when people

listen to rumors, Ralph --

only if they believe them.

It really is hard

to buy loyalty, isn't it?

Goodbye, Ralph.

[ Down-tempo music playing ]

This is a bonus.

I didn't think you'd be able

to get away tonight.

You know I spend as much time

with you as I can.

I know.

How are things

between you and Beatrice?

Distinctly cool.

Although she does seem

to have cheered a little

since the Saroyan investigation.

Evie, I don't want to alarm you,

but, um...

well, I think you and Beatrice

should be warned.

About what?

They will arrest Saroyan,

won't they?

Oh, almost certainly.

But that may not be

the end of the matter

as far as you and Beatrice

are concerned --

financially, I mean.

To put it bluntly,

the bank's affairs

are in a state of collapse.

You mean we could lose

our money.

Evie, I'm doing everything I can

to make sure

that the House of Eliott

doesn't become a victim,

but, well, yes,

I think you should be prepared

to face the worst.

EVIE: Alexander thought

we should know.

We could lose everything?

Well, he did say

that he couldn't be sure.

But apparently Saroyan's left

things with the bank

in such a mess.

I don't think there's anything

more that Alexander can tell us

if you're thinking of going

to see him.

I'm not.

But I can't just sit here

while everything crashes about

our ears, Evie.

I'm going to see Saroyan, and I

think you should come with me.

Bea, what good can that do?

I don't know!

But there must be something,

some way he can make sure

he doesn't drag the

House of Eliott down with him.

All right.

- Let's get Jack to go with us.

- No.

I'll go alone

if you won't come with me.

How very unexpected.

May I offer you anything?

[ Door closes ]

Yes.

An assurance, perhaps, that our

business will not be destroyed

by your dishonesty.

Oh, do please sit down.

You have dragged our affairs

into a criminal investigation.

We just need to know that we're

not going to suffer for it.

Do you really imagine, when my

own reputation is at stake,

that I would concern myself

with the affairs

of a couple of frock makers?

You're as naive as Gillispie.

How dare you even mention

his name?

Sir Desmond took his own life

because of your dishonesty.

He was weak, he was sentimental,

and he was a fool.

I should think his death

was probably a merciful release.

Mr. Desmond had nothing to fear.

Why did he kill himself?

There'd be no reason.

There's no evidence.

There's no evidence

to implicate me in his death.

You murdered him.

I don't think that the police

will find this quite so amusing.

The speculation of two women?

[ Chuckles ]

They may. They may.

Not if they have reason

to look for evidence.

And we intend to make sure

they do.

Come on, Evie.

How could you do this to us?

BEA: Evie.

Ladies.

[ Door closes ]

[ Door opens ]

I missed you at dinner.

I'm sorry, my dear.

Uh, and there was something

I wanted to talk to you about.

It's this mess

at the Gillispie Saroyan bank.

A lot of people are going to

lose a great deal.

The Eliott sisters among them,

I understand.

Mm.

Actually, it was them that I

wanted to talk to you about --

that is, one of them --

Evangeline.

Oh?

Well, it's just that I overheard

the silliest thing.

Do look at me, Alexander.

It's hard enough

to have a conversation

without your head being stuffed

in some government papers

or whatever they are.

I'm sorry.

You overheard something,

you said?

Some farcical gossip.

That's all.

Only it isn't the first.

And...it is well disturbing

to hear one's husband's name

being bandied about.

Oh?

In what context?

Not a very nice one.

Rumor has it

that you're having an affair

with Evangeline Eliott.

Alexander?

Are you having an affair

with Evangeline?

Poor Alexander.

Never could lie to me,

could you?

Elizabeth.

No.

Not now.

- Not now.

- [ Telephone rings ]

[ Door closes ]

Yes?

The chief constable?

Yes. Yes. Very well.

Put him through.

Yes.

What?

Not good news, I'm afraid.

It appears that Saroyan

has escaped arrest.

- Well, can't he be traced?

- Perhaps.

But it's not likely he can be

brought back into the country

- to face trial.

- He's left the country?

So it would seem.

And I'll be surprised

if he hasn't already been given

a completely new identity.

I have no doubt

he's amongst friends

who can arrange such things.

I find it hard to believe

a man like him has friends.

Not so surprising when you know

who those friends might be.

During police investigations,

we found that Saroyan had

profited immensely from the war.

Some of those profits emanated

from connections

he had in Germany --

profits which had originally

helped set up the bank --

without, I may say,

Sir Desmond's knowledge.

A traitor as well as a thief.

ALEXANDER: We also discovered

that some of the bank's money

is still being invested in

arms manufacturing over there.

Then clearly Germany

is where he's headed for.

Yes.

But bringing him back

to face charges --

Well, as I said, it's unlikely.

Even when the charge is murder?

He did all but confess

to killing Sir Desmond.

There must be some way of

bringing him to justice for it.

But, Bea, despite

any extradition agreement,

Alexander has already explained

how difficult it would be

to find him,

let alone bring him back.

ALEXANDER: What I can do, in the

light of what you've told me,

is to make it public that

your late godfather was innocent

of any fraud or malpractices.

- A posthumous exoneration?

- It's better than nothing, Bea.

But what of the living?

Where does this leave us

as far as the House of Eliott's

finances are concerned?

Well, the loan you had from

the bank can be written off.

But it's entirely possible that

your savings and investments

can never be retrieved.

Well, we still have

the business.

BEA:

For how much longer, I wonder.

As if we haven't enough

difficulties,

you two are busy jeopardizing

our reputation with your affair.

That is unforgivable

after everything

Alexander's done for us!

Once again,

I must apologize for Beatrice.

The business is everything

to her.

We'll meet again soon, I hope.

Are you coming, Evie?

Yes.

I have to go

and see if she's all right.

But, Evie, I must see you.

Tomorrow evening?

Will you be all right?

I expect so.

Though Evie is

so obviously besotted,

I'm going to have to manage

everything on my own.

I could take you out to lunch.

We could discuss things.

There's too much to do.

We will talk at the weekend,

as you suggested, Jack.

- Goodbye.

- [ Door closes ]

Goodbye.

[ Brake clicks ]

I had begun to think

you weren't coming.

Oh, it's just difficult

for me to get away.

Although subterfuge seems

a little futile

under the circumstances.

[ Door closes ]

What do you mean?

I mean Elizabeth knows.

How?

We've been so careful.

Gossip, rumor.

And when she confronted me...

well, I couldn't lie to her.

I think it was the worst moment

of my life.

I know this sounds selfish,

but I can't help thinking

what this means for me.

What will happen to us, I mean.

Alexander, do you still love me?

Yes.

Yes, I do.

What are we going to do?

I don't know, Evie.

I really don't.

I don't know what to say.

You knew neither of us

was happy.

Yes.

I suppose I hoped it would

somehow just get better.

I knew things weren't

exactly right between us.

But you haven't been lonely

like I have, have you?

I even envied Alexander

and Evie.

You mean you thought of having

an affair?

No. I envied their passion,

their need for each other.

You and I...

We're so distant

from each other.

I thought if we had children,

it might perhaps

bring us back together.

Jack, I want children.

But I want what a career

gives me, too.

I know.

And I want a wife who needs me

more than anything,

who wants to have our family.

So what are we to do?

Which one of us

has to compromise, Jack?

Neither of us can.

I know that.

I've thought about it long

and hard.

It just isn't possible.

So what are you saying?

I'm saying that I think it would

be better for both of us

if we separated.

[ Sighs ]

I suppose you think

it's all my fault.

It's not a question

of apportioning blame, Bea.

We both want different things.

Some time apart

will give us a chance to see

whether we really want

those things

more than we want each other.

[ Sighs ]

Well, if that's what you want --

It's not what I want.

None of it is what I want.

It's just the way it's become

for you and me.

So when should all this happen,

then -- this...separation?

Straightaway, I think.

I don't see any point

in prolonging it. Do you?

No.

No point at all.

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