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I see it as a privilege to be called upon to provide a new limb, a new lung for this

mighty city of ours.

Together, gentlemen, we are taking a step forward into our shared future, helped by

the new technology, which makes what would have been quite impossible for our parents,

only two possible, for us and for our children.

This is a great day for New York, one that should and will shed glory on every man in

this room.

I thank you for your support.

Mr. White.

Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Union Central Station.

I hope you're right.

Congratulations, Mr. White.

They like your work quite as much as I do.

Congratulations to both of you.

He's done a wonderful job, hasn't he thought.

I'd like to be an architect.

I don't understand you, what?

He wants to study architecture.

And of course, I'd be only too happy to help him.

Where has this come from?

I've been trying to tell you for some time.

No, you haven't.

Well, I've wanted to tell you.

But you have a job.

Here with me.

I know.

But Mr. Russell, I think that Larry just wants to learn about the principles of architecture.

After three or four years, he could then employ his skills and the management of your

business interests.

Is that what you want?

No.

I want to be an architect.

You see, Mr. White, my son distains your piece making compromise.

I believe Larry has talent if that might make a difference.

It won't.

And now I'll put your mother and sister into the carriage.

Please see to our guests.

But what do I say to Oscar when he gets here?

What can I say?

That he has to disgrace his character, his name, and his mother?

Well...

What do you mean well?

Only that all men, or almost all, have a fling of some sort when they're young and they

live to tell the tale.

Oh, this is a tale I'd rather were not told.

I just think these things happen.

How do you know?

Have you been leading a double life?

No.

But I'm not so simple that I don't know what goes on.

You'll be calling yourself a woman of the world next.

Well, I'm not Rip Van Winkle-Hagness, and I understand that young men have to sew their

wild oats.

Oh, even if that were true, they do not have to sew them with servants.

What would you prefer, an actress?

Or a prostitute?

Data.

I'm going to have to ring for my smelling salts if you do not moderate your tone.

You should not even know these words exist.

Well, I do.

And I know that well-brought-up young ladies are not the girls lighting the cigars of

their escorts at Delmonico's.

You are forcing me to reevaluate your character.

I can't help that.

The point is he's coming in for dinner this evening, and I don't know what to do.

I should do nothing.

Do nothing and say nothing.

But of course, you won't listen to me.

Mrs. Bauer asks if she might have a precise time to serve the first course this evening.

Agnes?

Ada dear, would you tell Mrs. Bauer I think it would be nice to sit down to dinner tonight

at half past eight?

Thank you, Bannister.

Well done.

That was quite a trick with the lighting.

It was only a battery.

By the time the station is built, the electricity will be part of our lives.

Edison is mounting a demonstration as a number four.

What's he got planned?

Well, he's not.

Well, I'm sure he's going to be able to do it.

Well, I'm sure he's going to be able to do it.

Well, I'm sure he's going to be able to do it.

Well, I'm sure he's going to be able to do it.

It's not a demonstration as a number four.

What's he got planned?

First, we'll switch on his plant on Pearl Street, but later at ten, you will illuminate

the offices of The New York Times on Park Road.

How do you know so much about that?

He invited me to attend.

I'm to meet him for a terribly grand dinner, and time for the evening illuminations.

Why didn't you say this before?

I didn't think it would interest you.

Of course it does.

All I want to know is how long do we have to wait before we install it at home?

Oh, one thing.

Clay and I are meeting lawyers after this, so I may be home late.

We'll get through this, George.

We just have to be strong.

You always heartening me with your confidence and victory.

Well, for you do it, Dad.

You don't have a bank account.

Perhaps I planned for an open one, Mrs. Bauer.

And I'm going to find out who wrote that letter to Mrs. Van Reine.

If it's the last thing I do.

How?

It could have been anyone in the Russell's house.

Someone will know who did it.

Oh, there.

Shut up, Mr. Russell.

It can't be as bad as all that.

Can't it?

Quarled with my father, or at least we soon will.

Is this over architecture?

How did you know?

Because you told me that day outside Mr. White's office.

You must give your father time.

He loves you.

He won't want to fall out.

When my father loves Miss Brooke, there is a price to be paid.

He cannot deviate from his ambitions.

Mother, me, and my father.

We miss all the keep to the steps he has laid down.

You have one life, Mr. Russell.

If you take the wrong path, you will pay the price for many years.

Now I must escort Pumpkin Home.

Good day.

Mistress is getting up a party for September 4th when Mr. Edison turns on his electric lights.

What are the fees?

What are the fees?

What do you want?

What are the fees?

What are the fees?

What are the fees?

What are the fees?

What are the fees?

Lights.

What are the fees about Mr. Edison?

We've known about electricity for 100 years and there have been electric storms for centuries.

But Mr. Edison has tamed it, Mr. Turner. He has mastered it.

He knows how to make it, how to store it, how to use it for our benefit.

I think it's exciting.

Is it?

When electricity comes, how far jobs go up and smoke?

Cooking, cleaning, it will all be done with electricity before you know it.

What is it Mr. Raspani for the night when the lights are turned on?

Not a large party and not here.

You're the picnic.

Eight people.

Four in the Landau, four in another rented carriage.

He'll meet here at seven in Drive to Park Row.

He'll dine in the carriages to make sure of a good place and watch Edison illuminate the

Times building at ten.

Who will they get to serve?

Two of the footmen can go as postelia in their marriage.

I wonder if she's planning to hook into her scheme.

The faines will be there, but I think she'll try for Mr. McAllister again.

If she can persuade him to be seen with her in public?

I'm sure he'd be very glad to be seen with her in public.

Even you don't believe that, Mrs. Bruce.

But he may tolerate it for the sake of a good dinner and a decent seat for the display.

Please give us a rest from your nastiness, Mr. Turner.

What's that, Mr. Church?

My golly.

I thought we might practice in here.

Look at rehearsal and new production of Aida in here and still have plenty of room to spare.

The thing is, I assume we need some more people.

Six more for a quadrill.

Two more girls and four men, but don't worry.

Angela Scirma, her love's dancing and she's a cousin of mine.

And Sally Drexel?

And I could easily round up a few young men.

Maybe we could ask Orm Wilson.

Why has your mother so dead set against him?

Judging by the society pages, his family goes everywhere.

It's the problem. She thinks them pushy.

The father was a war profiteer, so they say, and the sister has married Ogden Goalette, one of the richest men in America.

Of course everyone thinks he's been caught.

So your mother doesn't trust Mr. Wilson's motives.

To put it mildly.

But you do?

To put it mildly.

In that case, we'll definitely have him as one of our dancers.

We need to be able to tell anyone we ask when the ball is happening.

Then we'd better call it off.

Why do you say that?

Because you won't set a date.

Every time I ask, you refuse.

That was before the house was ready. Now it is.

I'll write to Mr. McAllister to find a date that's free. We don't want to be in competition.

What's changed, mother?

Why are you talking as if I met you to be the first to debut aunt in the city who never made her debut?

We'll get a pianist in fear practice and perhaps you have the name of the dancing instructor.

Of course.

The men and girls who will join into a quadrille.

Should I ask their parents if they mind?

Oh, no. They'll all love Gladys and they're dying to see inside this house.

Everyone is.

Well, I'll ask them to the ball so they can watch their children perform.

They mustn't miss that.

Gentlemen, I suppose my first question is, have you seen the paper that Mr. Dixon says I said,

I'm not going to be in the house.

Gentlemen, I suppose my first question is, have you seen the paper that Mr. Dixon says I sent him?

Mr. Brand?

I've seen it.

I'm afraid it appears genuine.

We'll have a handwriting expert examined it, of course, but we can't expect too much from that.

What does it say, exactly?

The price is ridiculous. Find a cheaper option. I don't care what it takes or how you'd do it.

Followed by your signature.

He's lost the envelope, but that won't help us.

It certainly sounds like me.

Can we confront this, Dixon?

There'll be a preliminary hearing we'll face in there.

But didn't we pay the full price?

What happened to the money, Mr. Lewis?

Dixon claims the estimate was submitted for payment without his knowledge.

So where's the money now?

Missing.

But not traceable to him, unfortunately.

Doesn't that strengthen Mr. Russell's case?

It depends whom the judge chooses to believe at the hearing.

If he believes Mr. Russell, then Dixon will go forward for trial.

And Mr. Russell will only be called as a witness.

But if you believe, Dixon...

Then Mr. Russell may be charged with manslaughter by negligence.

That is very pessimistic.

Mr. Russell should be ready for the worst.

Believe me.

Mr. Russell is always ready for the worst.

It has an Oscar.

Is everything all right?

Oscar's gone.

He's angry with me, but he has no right to be.

I'm the one to be angry.

Why? What's happened?

Oscar has disgraced himself.

With Mrs. Russell's maid.

How democratic?

It is no laughing matter.

Really?

A cup of Benestus Betraywood is too much.

Oscar tried to deny it.

Are you telling this story or am I?

Although why either of us are telling it to miss?

Either of us are telling it to Marian, I do not know.

He said they were friendly acquaintances and that was all.

Well, I've said...

As if my son would number a lady's maid among his friends.

Even Ada thought that was nonsense and she barely knows how babies are born.

Agnes, your anger is making you indelicate.

So what happens now?

I want her sacked.

I want her out on her ear by tomorrow night.

Then you must write to Mrs. Russell.

What would I say?

She's told me never to write anything.

I wouldn't want printed on the letters page of a popular journal.

Then what will you do?

I'll do nothing.

You will go and see Mrs. Russell.

After all, you know her. I do not.

But it isn't my quarrel.

Your family's honor is in danger.

Certainly it is your quarrel.

What right have I to ask a woman to fire her own servant?

It's an impossible task.

Marian?

I may be didactic, but I do not often give orders.

This is a direct order.

Will you defy me?

Is that what we have come to?

Did you hear the noise?

I was in the hall when the mistress started shouting in Mr. Roskitt.

Then he marched out and slammed the door.

Which made one less for dinner and we got the rest of the ice cream to share.

These things happen.

You don't sound very surprised.

With a mother and son.

It was bound to be fireworks sometimes.

You don't know what it's about?

Please, we owe it to Mrs. Van Rine. Not a pry.

You won't get back into her good graces that easily.

Oh, silly me.

I've left some things upstairs that I need to wash before I sleep.

She knows more than she's saying.

All ladies made no more than they say.

Church said you were here.

I told him to.

I hope you don't mind that I haven't changed.

Not at all.

Do the lawyers keep you this late?

But after they'd gone, I stayed talking to Clay poor devil.

I doubt anyone's kept dinner for him.

And?

There'll be a hearing.

To determine if a crime's been committed and whether it should go for trial.

Well, haven't they already found a man to blame?

That depends.

Some people may think the man to blame is your husband.

Don't joke about this, George.

I'm not joking.

We can't afford a scandal. Not what I'm so near.

I'm taking a party to see Mr. Edison's lights and I've set a date for Gladys' ball.

I'm glad to hear it.

But it won't happen if you're on trial. I'd have to cancel.

My dear, I don't make the rules.

I will do everything within my power to defend myself.

What more can I say?

But I've already settled a date with Mr. McAllister.

Oh, God forbid, I should be a disappointment for Mr. McAllister.

If you think this is funny.

I don't think it is the least funny that I'm facing the possibility of prison.

And my wife is more concerned with the date of a ball.

Mr. Fortune.

Hey, Dave, Miss Scott.

I've left the draft of my article on your debts.

I'll take a look.

Tell me, what are your thoughts on electricity?

Are you talking about Mr. Edison's light?

Mr. Edison, it's a good thing.

I'm not talking about electricity.

I'm not talking about electricity.

Mr. Edison, it's a good thing.

Mr. Fortune, I'm not talking about electricity.

Mr. Fortune, I'm not talking about electricity.

Are you talking about Mr. Edison's light?

Mr. Edison is not solely responsible.

Who else is involved?

Namely Lewis Latimer, a colored inventor.

He created a better carbon filament.

That's the thing in the ball that helps keep the lights on, so to speak.

Well, I'm sure that Mr. Edison will give Mr. Latimer his due credit at the ceremony.

I admire your wit, Miss Scott.

Joking aside, I can't imagine seeing an entire building lit up in the house.

It's higher building lit up all at once.

It's both historic and futuristic all at the same time.

Well, you're not going to have to imagine it, because we're going to see it.

We?

Yes. We're reporting on it for the paper.

I need you to help interview people in the crowd and get their impressions as well as your own.

We'll meet here on the night and travel to Park Road together.

I can't believe it. Thank you.

Well, I've got to bring you along to remind Mr. Edison that a colored man will make his

technology better.

I'm sorry, I couldn't see you this morning. I had a thousand things going on.

I'm sorry to be such a nuisance.

Madison's will manage for ourselves, Frances. Thank you.

So, how can I help?

I'm only the messenger, but my aunt is rather anxious.

Anxious about what?

I don't know how to say it.

Now you're frightening me.

She asks you to fire your maid.

What?

I think she's called Turner.

Am I to know why?

She's been seeing a man well known to my aunt.

You must have something more than that. What man?

His name is not important, but Mrs. Mann Rhine strongly believes that it is an improper liaison.

What proof is there?

They were in the street together and she laid her hand on his arm.

Was every woman who touches a man's sleeve in the middle of an improper affair?

My aunt believes that it's generally the case from the cobbler of a very different rank.

I won't speak to her, but I cannot guarantee anything.

Suppose it was her brother, or even a cousin.

We know the man and he is not her brother.

But I told my aunt I would need more evidence to convince you.

Let us move on.

I'm glad you've come. I want to ask her advice, or perhaps your permission.

Yes.

I'm planning a picnic and I want to ask Mr. Rakes.

Aurora says she sees him everywhere these days. That's if you don't object, of course.

Why should I object?

Because I'm afraid there won't be room for you.

Oh.

We're going in two carriages, so each place is at a premium.

Picnic in carriages?

That's a lovely idea. What fun you'll have. I'm jealous. I'd love to be there.

The trouble is we have only eight seats. I've got Larry, Gladys, Mr. McAllister, the fains and a friend of Aurora's, which leaves one to fill, and we need a man to fill it.

Not Mr. Russell.

Mr. Russell is a guest of Mr. Edison.

Then Tom Rakes is a man for you.

It's so maddening of Aurora to land me with Miss Bingham.

Otherwise it could have been you.

More coffee?

It is quite simple. You'll be postilions when you leave here.

Then when you get to park row you will step down from the box and serve the dinner.

But I don't like horses, Mr. Church.

You're a postilion, not a jockey. You won't go anywhere near a horse.

Everything you need for the dinner would be packed in a hamper and strapped to the luggage rack.

So she got Mr. McAllister after all?

The lunch she gave from has worked wonders.

Or do you not care to be reminded of that, Mr. Church?

I do not care for insolence, Mr. Turner, from you or anyone else.

Mr. Banister made such a success event.

Get back in your cave.

Pay no attention to her, Mr. Church.

I don't intend to. Now come with me and I'll show you where to find the postilions livery.

Why do you take him on like that?

He's too big for his britches.

Mr. Rates? What are you doing here?

Waitie, can you, Miss Brooke?

I suppose I had to come back.

I'd have stayed for an hour or so and then I would have walked home.

It wouldn't be the first time.

And why today particularly?

Because you need to see your face.

I'm ready to be rentables.

Keep me on this straight and hour.

Any minute now, on Tagnis will look out the drawing room window and I'll never hear the end of it.

Don't you think it's time we stop worrying about on Tagnis?

I need to see you.

I could talk to you.

If you need it, Mrs. Chamberlain has offered to entertain us both at her house.

We could talk there.

Album encouraged.

Why?

Because if you're prepared to call Mrs. Chamberlain, it means you're not afraid to take risks.

You must go.

I'll send the message.

I'm going up to change.

Turner will be waiting.

By the way, his book called this afternoon to ask me to dismiss her.

What?

You're to dismiss Turner.

Wasn't it strange Mrs. Van Rine thinks she's been having an affair?

How does she know?

I think the culprit must be her son.

I'm not completely sure, but that's what I suspect.

Oscar Van Rine.

I had a letter from him today.

What did he want?

Just to lend me a bit of support.

So will you?

Fire, Turner?

Why?

Do you think I should?

It's not for me to say.

There must be something here.

How can anyone believe you'd make direct contact with some minor little cog like Dixon?

It's absurd.

I do write notes to people in every department.

They can prove that.

And remember, I'm a rich man.

Which means I'm a villain.

Certainly in a jury's eyes if it ever gets that far.

Well, I intend to pay it no notice.

And I've confirmed with the excursion to watch Mr. Edison turn on his lights.

Really?

You won't cancel.

I was going to tell him I can't come.

You'll do no such thing.

We'll face this together, George.

We'll tell them how it's going to be.

If it helps you to believe we're in control of things.

Oscar.

Marien.

I hope this means things are better between you and your mother.

A little.

She won't be persuaded of the truth, so I've had to agree to the lie.

Was you who told it?

No.

I didn't know, but I wouldn't have even if I did.

Really?

Well, what will be, will be?

I'm sorry about all the upset.

I know it's the last thing your mother would want.

Oh, yes.

My mother wants me to have everything except a life.

I don't believe I will take any lessons from Mr. Church.

Thank you.

I should teach him the lesson.

A sharp one.

You have to warn this one for a while.

Turner, I've been thinking, and I wonder if it isn't time for us to take a rest from each other.

What?

We don't get all as we used to.

Like a little girl, you know, I'm not a little bit of a woman.

I'm a little bit of a woman.

I'm a little bit of a woman.

I'm a little bit of a woman.

I'm a little bit of a woman.

I'm a little bit of a woman.

I'm a little bit of a woman.

Like all employers, you set the tone.

See what I mean?

Is this Mr. Russell's idea?

No.

What is asked me to give you a good reference, and despite some misgivings, I will.

There's no need to imply your work's not excellent.

Hey.

What are we going to say?

Nothing, madam.

Nothing at all.

Ask him when it was delivered.

When was it delivered, banister?

Just now, ma'am.

Just now.

Before he goes, tell him to ask John for some tips on serving lunch and everything went

so smoothly when John was at the helm.

What?

Thank you, banister.

That will be all.

I'm a little bit of a woman.

I'm a little bit of a woman.

I'm a little bit of a woman.

I'm a little bit of a woman.

When are you going to forgive him?

When he has earned my forgiveness.

Did you have a nice time, dear?

I think so.

I'm always overwhelmed by blooming dales.

There are more items in that one store than there were in the whole of Doyle's town.

Mrs. Russell has fired her maid.

I'm amazed.

She didn't give a hint of it when I was with her.

You must have been more eloquent than you realized.

Will you write to her?

Of course I won't write to her.

She might write back.

You must acknowledge the letter.

She's done what you asked.

Is there anything he'd like me to do before you get changed?

Please thank Mrs. Russell for this note, but without a trace of warmth.

And have John take it over.

What are you doing here?

Did you have me sacked?

No.

And I got you a good reference.

So I should be grateful.

That's up to you.

How's the train crash, Enquarie?

What do you care?

I care very much that you should emerge unscathed.

You see, you missed something in me.

I was offering you a woman who would devote her life to your success, your health, and your happiness.

Could Mrs. Russell say the same?

I'd have loved you to the exclusion of everything else.

Well, I'll say good night.

Perhaps we'll meet again.

I doubt it.

Mr. Rakes.

This is very kind of you.

I'm delighted to help.

How do you do? I'm Mrs. Chamberlain.

I know.

Famous Mrs. Chamberlain.

And I see that your pictures are quite as fine as I've been told.

After lunch and I'll show you what I want to do.

Mr. Rakes.

Mr. Rakes.

Mr. Rakes.

Mr. Rakes.

Mr. Rakes.

Mr. Rakes.

After lunch and I'll show you the gallery, but now I have business to attend to.

If you'll excuse me?

I suppose her business is to leave us alone.

What your un-agnes make of that?

What would she make of my being in this house at all?

Well, I confess it feels very daring.

I gather you're going to watch Mr. Addison's Electric some afford.

Will you be a Mrs. Russell's party?

No.

You're to travel and dine in two carriages when there's no room.

Really?

Then why don't I cancel? You can go in my place.

Thank you, but no.

It's boiled in numbers and it's settled now.

The fains are coming.

And a friend of a war is Sissy Bingham?

She must have taken your seat.

I don't remember her.

She's supposed to be a niece of Henry Flagler?

The fellow who set up the Standard Oil Trust with Rockefeller.

What do you mean she's supposed to be his niece?

Well, no one can work at how she could be, but he gives her a huge allowance, so there must be a link.

Her mother is most respectable at any rate, whatever the truth of it, and they both go everywhere.

It's odd how some people are forgiven their past misdemeanors, while others like Mrs. Chamberlain must pay for them forever.

The trick is to find your way into the first group.

Certainly found your way around New York.

I envy you.

Never mind that now.

What should I mind?

That I love you.

That my love for you is the best part of me by far.

You're a good man, Tom.

Think of your kindness to me when I was a stranger and desperate straits.

Well, isn't it time we took control of our own lives?

We're young, Marion.

We love each other.

What more do we need to know?

Otherwise...

Otherwise?

There were so many distractions in New York, so many side shows.

It must be easy for people to drift down the wrong path, even when they know the right one.

Why you say that?

I just want us to be strong enough to take hold of our future now, when we have the chance.

Excuse me, but shall we have some luncheon?

She gave you no one.

Nothing.

Out of the blue.

I was hoping it would change for dinner when she said it.

I think it's time for us to part.

I had my hands on her neck at the time.

I wanted to tighten my grip and squeeze the life out of her.

I wish you had.

It would make things simpler for us both.

So you're leaving right away?

I am.

But I may see to Mr. Church before I go.

He wanted me out as much as she did.

Well, I shall miss your instruction when I get back in that house.

Things will be easier for you soon.

Mrs. Russell is bringing her daughter out at last.

So you'll be able to meet her all over town.

That's good news.

Go gently, but get in there fast.

Ms. Gladys can be stubborn, but that can work in your favor if you can make her think she loves you.

They got rid of Archie Baldwin.

She'll be stronger next time.

Why does it matter so much to you?

Because the she-wolf is planning something big for Ms. Gladys.

And it would warm my heart to see her high hopes shattered.

Not much of a compliment for me.

This was left for you?

Right.

That lady's made from across the street.

Ms. Turner, is it?

It seems she's leaving.

Has she written this say goodbye?

In a way.

And to tell me who wrote the letter, which came while you were serving luncheon,

and I was across the road in Mrs. Russell kind.

I'm sorry about that.

You weren't aware.

What will you do about it?

I'm not sure.

I'll have to think about that.

They say revenge is a dish best served cold.

This is marvelous.

I'm so pleased.

It's by Mr. Odega.

He's one of the group they call the Impressionists.

We were in Paris in 1863 when they mounted their first exhibition.

It was known as Les Salons de Reifusse.

They'd been turned down by the Academy de Bozout, you see.

It's a favorite of mine.

You have a wonderful eye.

Before I go, may I offer a little of what I've gleaned from my own experience?

Of course.

When you're young, it feels a small thing to turn your back on society.

But as the years go on, it can be a lonely place out there.

Make sure you are very much in love as I was.

Or there may come a day when the road you've taken does not seem worth it.

And now I must lead you.

Please don't go without coming to find me.

I have heard the diplomat.

But our love will be enough.

I know it.

You sound as if you're trying to convince yourself.

I am convinced.

The fact remains.

I don't want a quarrel and I don't want to scan them.

Not if we can avoid it.

I know you mean your Alice, but why can't we just stand up to them?

It isn't on Ada. She'll help us if she can. It's under Agnes.

Do you love me, Mary?

As much as I love you.

That's what I need to know.

What do you think?

Marry me.

Marry me now.

I'll go and find Mrs. Chamberlain. Then say goodbye.

She's a clever and interesting woman.

Although I better not let Mrs. Aster hear me.

Tuesday.

I'd like a little pillow here.

If Madam wishes a chorus.

But I should point out that Brussels are getting smaller for most people.

I am not most people.

Agnes.

If Marianne and Mr. Rakes did come to an arrangement.

What have you heard?

Nothing.

I just meant that if they did marry, you wouldn't really cut them, would you?

Don't you want me to?

No. Not at all.

I'd like them to think I would.

It wouldn't make much difference to Marianne.

She doesn't care whether Mrs. Aster receives her.

Maybe not, but he does.

She may think you can give it all up without a pang, but I know better.

Isn't it just possible you may have misjudged him?

It is just possible an earthquake may destroy New York, but it's not likely.

This isn't right.

Hello?

What can I do for you?

I knew you were still here and I wanted to see you alone.

Goodness.

Does that sound serious?

I want to talk some more about my having a career in architecture.

Not this again.

You've asked once and I've said no.

So it didn't make any difference that Stanford White, potentially one of our greatest architects, thought I might have talent.

Great Stanford White turned your head when you built our house.

I don't entirely blame him. I blame myself.

I should have been watching.

What would you prefer me to do?

What you're doing now, of course.

You're gonna study my business and take it over in time.

What is it?

Father, you're a genius.

You made a fortune that will go down in legend.

I doubt there are a dozen men as successful as you in this country.

I doubt there are a hundred in the world.

You're very kind.

What chance do you think I have of equaling that if I follow in your footsteps?

I must always be the disappointing son of a great man, the poor second act, the failure.

But if I take another path entirely, like architecture, I have the chance to make a mark of my own.

And my companies?

You'll find and train men to take them over, who protect my future and glattices, and make sure the business outlives us all.

You're persuasive.

I'll give you that.

And I promise to think about it.

But right now I have some pressing matters of my own, which stop me concentrating much on anything else.

The train business, I know.

Well, I'll see you at the house.

And Father, I wish you luck, really.

And I wish you luck.

I wish you would.

So she's gone, who've lost her spy in the Wrestlehouse.

Yes.

But things will be easier in future.

Gladys' mother is bringing her out.

And after that, she'll be at plenty of parties all over town.

Besides.

Besides what?

It won't help the Gladys if she hears of it.

But it may play well when people learn Turner was sent away because she and I will love her.

A smoke screen to hide your true nature?

Don't talk like that.

I hate to be defined.

And it doesn't matter that she was a lady's maid.

It was such a snob.

The ladies might take exception, but they're not.

Did you plan this when you first took up with Mr. Turner?

No.

But I'm a great believer in turning every chance encountered to my own advantage.

You saw Mr. Rakes in the street.

You know what she means, Agnes.

Mr. Rakes is an old friend of Marion's and they met by chance.

What was it by chance?

The point is I was pleased to hear from Mr. Rakes.

Mr. Rakes, I was pleased to hear from Mr. Rakes.

Mr. Rakes, I was pleased to hear from Mr. Rakes.

The point is I was pleased to hear how far he's come since he arrived and I thought you would be too.

Oh, has he come so very far?

Well, he's friendly with the Rikers now and the Rockwells and last week he dined with Mrs. Randolph.

Do all his friends have names beginning with R?

I know you think he only mixes with the new people.

Like Mrs. Russell, another R.

Exactly, but it isn't true. You know the Rikers and you know Mrs. Randolph.

Aurora fame loves him.

Aurora has developed a certain social promiscuity recently.

But you're fond of Aurora.

I'm fond of you. It doesn't mean you are without fault.

You are not being fair on Agnes.

If you were saying I'm not blinded by his looks and so-called charm, then you would be right.

Oh, you're going out?

I was of two minds about telling you.

Mr. Fortune is asking me to accompany him to the turning on of the lights.

We're both going to write about it for the glow.

I'm so jealous.

I knew you would be.

I think it's a shame you're not going with Mr. Rakes to Mrs. Russell's party.

There's no more room in the carriage.

She should get a bigger carriage.

Your troops are waiting for you in the drawing room, mind you.

I'm not leaving too.

I wish you were coming with us.

I like your spirit.

We won't be defeated, George.

Taming electricity is probably the most important innovation of our lifetime.

And is that something to celebrate?

I think so. I wish I was there.

Does he park row illuminated?

But with what sort of people?

Ruffians, thieves and worse.

Mrs. Russell's taking a party.

I rest my case.

Mrs. Scott's going too.

To cover it for her newspaper.

And I will read about it, like civilized people do.

I'm sure Miss Scott will be able to tell us all we need to know.

Don't worry, I wasn't planning to go without her permission.

You're very obedient, all of a sudden.

What are you planning to spring on me?

I'll go ring for that rubber-baked banister and ask about dinner if possible I'd like an early night.

Sumo Champagne, now.

What be?

Miss Bingham.

I shouldn't, but I will.

That ought to be my motto.

You must have a very understanding wife, Mr. McAllister.

Mrs. Bing, watches me like a hawk.

I do not.

But it seems a shame that your wife isn't with us.

Mrs. McAllister is as happy as a clam.

Tucked up a new pod.

Listen into the sounds of the sea.

I've never been to Newport, but one year's it's spoken up so highly.

My dear Mrs. Russell, of course you must come to Newport.

I insist the town is just waiting for you to tear down its defenses and concrete.

Must everything in life present a challenge.

Everything with Heavens?

But surely the point of going there is to be by the sea.

To feel the wind in your hair and listen to the waves.

And that's all free.

Charming as you make it sound.

I'd like to know that you're a good friend.

I don't think you have quite captured the spirit of Newport.

Hardly.

You need four outfits today at the minimum.

Decent jewels and a full dance card.

I see.

Do you know Newport, Mr. Ranks?

Not yet.

My mother has a place there.

We use it a lot in the season.

In a very nice place it is too.

You must let me know when you're planning to visit Mr. Ranks.

Hey, Will Miss Bingham.

Thank you.

I should make a plan at once.

You won't regret it.

Then I shall have to take you up on your offer.

How is it that we've never met?

I mean, here's the time.

I'm going to get a little bit of scratch.

You can keep the change.

How do you notice that black look?

Are you excited about it?

Yes, I see.

Can I call for you?

Thank you so much.

Excuse me.

I got a snack.

For you.

Thank you.

Look.

They're assembling now.

That's going to go closer.

Some folks I spoke to wonder how long it will take for colored people to have electricity in their homes.

Mostly they're just here to enjoy the lights.

Well, it will be a marvel to behold.

That much is true.

Congratulations.

This is quite an achievement.

This is the age of achievement, Mr Russell.

An age when anything is possible.

I like that.

And I will remember it.

Ladies and gentlemen, may I introduce Mr Thomas Edison.

Thank you.

Thank you.

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But are we headed in the right direction?

We don't have a choice in the matter with Mr. McAllister.

We must go where history takes us.

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