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My dear, are you sure this is wise?

I'm quite sure it is not.

Mr. Rakes feels it's our only way out of a log jam and I agree.

So what is this plan?

I'm meeting in the park later to finalize details but I know it's next Friday.

It's a lot to ask.

Go on?

Can we meet here on the day?

I'll get my bag to you somehow.

And I'll provide the carriage to take you to Grand Central.

Would you do that?

Why not?

I have no fear of scandal.

I'm walking scandal as it is.

And when we're married we'll come back to New York and see how the land lies.

After all there's no law that says we have to stay here.

I do not believe Mr. Rakes will give up New York so easily.

You're wrong.

Society means as little to him as it does to me.

And that is what matters.

Thank you Edward.

Does the podium look big enough to you?

It's what the band leader asked for.

Good.

Good.

And everything's on course downstairs?

It's all under control now.

I'm worried that it may be too small.

Take a tray of coffee to the drawing room for Mrs. Russell right away.

Have they finished upstairs?

They're finishing now.

Is the Mr. St.

Is she ever pleased?

Contempt then.

She's very nervous.

She has nothing to worry about.

Good.

The carriage is here.

Yes ma'am.

I want to arrive before three.

I believe Mrs. Aster is very precise about these things.

It's a quarter past two ma'am so I'd say your timing is perfect.

Mrs. Chamberlain will let us meet at her house at ten.

Her car is over.

Mrs. Chamberlain will let us meet at her house at ten.

Her carriage will take us to Grand Central.

I'm going to bag to her and we can carry what you need for the night.

They're not too much.

They won't be gone ma'am.

Yes ma'am.

I love you Mary.

In fact I don't think I've ever loved you more than I do at this moment.

That's all right then.

Mrs. Aster is not at home ma'am.

You gave her my car?

I'm afraid she's not at home.

You didn't tell her about that time in Newport.

Did you Mr. Hefty?

Mrs. Aster is not at home.

So you said?

Good day.

Of course ma'am.

I shouldn't be gone.

Welcome Mrs. Randall.

Good day hefty.

Come right this way.

Thank you.

How's the ball coming along mother?

That reminds me.

I'm afraid we must ask Kerry Aster to step down.

What?

It won't be possible for her to perform the dance.

Why not?

Because it won't be possible for me to invite her to the ball.

What are you saying?

I looked in on Mrs. Aster today and she wouldn't accept my call.

I told you.

But I can't have her daughter here when she doesn't receive me.

Perhaps she wasn't there.

A friend of hers was admitted just as I was leaving.

They've been practicing for weeks.

Why didn't you say this sooner?

It never occurred to me Mrs. Aster would let Kerry dance at the ball.

She didn't plan to come herself.

But mother Orr Wilson's Kerry's partner.

It's all arranged.

I can't help that.

What about the others?

Angela Skirmerhorn, Sally Drexel the boys.

Are they all to be turned away if their parents won't come?

I'm afraid so.

Mother, you can't pull the rug from under them now.

You will not say can't to me.

Why shouldn't the girl come on her own if she wants to?

And the rest of the young people too.

And do you think Mrs. Aster would entertain a young woman whose mother had snubbed her?

Precisely.

Thank you, Church.

What a nice surprise.

I hope this means you've changed your mind.

No, but it's good to see you.

I'm here to collect my clothes.

Sometimes this will be so disappointed.

Please give them both my best regards.

Have you made your plans?

You're meeting at Mrs. Changelance.

How kind of her?

Well, that's nice.

I don't suppose you'd do me a favor.

I've got to smuggle my traveling bag to her house and...

Nobody'd notice if you had it.

It's not going to be heavy.

I'll take it there.

I'll be in a cab.

Where are you planning to live?

In Tom's apartment, I suppose.

Unless he's got a better idea.

How are your parents?

My father's in Chicago until next month, but my mother's well.

It's good that you can spend time together before he gets back.

When is the wedding?

Friday.

Same day as Mrs. Russell's ball.

Would you come and see me off?

We're leaving at 10.

If you'd like.

But I do feel sorry for Mrs. Van Rahn and Miss Brooke.

Don't worry.

I'm going to write to Aunt Agnes with the whole story.

I'll do a letter for Aunt Ada too, so it won't look suspicious.

It's really happening there.

Yes.

It really is.

Oh, Caroline.

There's a letter for you.

Have to give it to me.

Who is it from?

Mrs. Russell.

I suppose it was the invitation to her wretched ball.

No.

It was to explain why I would not be sent an invitation.

What?

She says I can't come and I can't dance because you would not receive her when she called.

She came at an inconvenient moment.

She says someone else was admitted.

That was Mrs. Randolph.

She wanted to see me alone.

What was I to do?

Would you call on Mrs. Russell now if I asked you?

I'm sure she's far too busy to waste her time on me.

But that's not true, is it?

I'm sorry.

You wouldn't call on her if your life depended on it.

I worked on the dance for weeks.

Did you think of that?

You must have known she'd drop me when you wouldn't let her into the house.

My dear.

I'm going upstairs.

Carrie?

Caroline!

Oh.

I suppose this means you're really leaving.

I am Miss Brooke.

I'm very sorry.

You've been so kind.

Not at all.

Do use the front door.

There's no need for you to struggle down to the kitchen and not the basement steps.

Thank you.

Miss Marion has a bag like that.

This is Miss Marion's.

She lent it to me for the move.

You'd never help Miss Marion do anything foolish, would you?

I'd try to persuade her not to do it.

You can count on me for that.

That's not quite the same thing, though, is it?

Goodbye, my dear.

Goodbye, Miss Brooke.

Ninesburg and Kuiper want to extend their loan.

By how much?

They want another million in a year longer to repay, same terms.

There's nothing wrong with the bank, is there?

Not that I'm aware of, but we'll look into it.

It's flattering that the great Julius Kuiper should come with his begging bowl.

Is he so very great?

His wife is.

They say even Mrs. Astor treats her with care.

I don't know about such things.

If you lived with Mrs. Russell, you would.

If that's dinner, I'm afraid Miss Caroline isn't here yet.

Oh, she's not coming down, madam.

She's asked for a tray in her room.

I see.

Would you like me to go up there?

No.

If she's asked for a tray, then a tray she must have.

Is she coming with me to Mrs. Bevan's reception later, do you know?

According to her maid, she's going to bed, madam.

Oh.

Well, then.

I shall go alone.

Is there anything to matter?

You told me.

What do you mean?

You seem so distracted nowadays.

Is it Miss Barton's Red Cross?

Well, something is on your mind.

Or are you going to tell me I'm wrong?

I hope it has nothing to do with Mr. Rakes.

I know Aunt Agnes doesn't like him.

She will like him even less if you're planning some sort of escapade.

She'll come to like him when she decides to get to know him.

Not if you force her hand.

Dear Santaeta, I don't want you to know the details because I don't want you to be blamed.

Marian, if you want to marry this man, then come out with it.

Sit through the argument. Hold to your faith.

And if he's right for you eventually, it will come to pass.

I haven't got time for eventually.

You will break Agnes's heart.

You know that's not true. It's her pride we're dealing with here, not her heart.

I can't help blaming Mr. Rakes.

Don't.

We both wanted to wait until we had Aunt Agnes's blessing.

But he hasn't waited. Has he, dear?

Oscar has invited himself for dinner tomorrow night.

That's nice.

Isn't Henry James a little dense for a young lady?

Well done. That was a good dinner.

What is it? Is everything all right?

Not exactly so.

I hope this doesn't mean you're handing in your notice.

No.

But it may result in my dismissal.

That sounds very serious. You better close the doors.

What?

It's true. He's just a farm boy from Kansas.

Then how did it all start?

He was a merchant seaman. He left the ship in France, found a job washing dishes at a restaurant in camp.

He trained there. But when he got back to New York, he was a merchant.

He was quite settled into the role when we met him.

What's his real name?

Borden. Josh Borden.

And why are we being told now?

His wife has tracked him down.

And she wants money.

Worse, she wanted a reconciliation.

She found out he was doing well.

No doubt we will be hearing from her soon.

Well, I'm not sure.

I'm sure she's not.

I'm sure she's not.

I'm sure she's not.

She was doing well. No doubt we will be hearing from her soon.

Well, I'm sorry, George, but we cannot have a chef from Kansas. We'd be laughing stock.

But if the food's the same.

You don't know the women of New York that are looking for something about us to ridicule,

and when they hear that we were taking in, we'd be providing it on a plate.

Literally.

If that's your decision.

It is. And I want him gone for the ball.

I'll send a message to the agency in the morning for the best available chef on their books.

I'll give Boden excellent references. You needn't look stricken.

It's unfair. He's a hard worker.

He's been living a lie, George, and has made us vulnerable to every snob in New York.

We must do it.

So you brought it on your own here?

I couldn't let it go on forever.

But we're only a few days away from Mrs. Russell's ball.

My wife thought that strength and her hand, I had to stop her.

If you're not Missier Boden, why are you still talking like him?

Because this is who I have been for years.

And now it's hard to break the habit.

If your name is Josh Borden and you come from Wichita, I think you've got to try.

You're right.

You're absolutely right.

So what happens now?

I cook.

Till the new chef arrives and then he takes over.

What will you do about your wife?

I shall try to persuade her to divorce me.

Why didn't you do it years ago when you had nothing?

Because I'm a fool.

I think it's unfair that you have to go. Especially with the ball.

Please don't take sides over things you don't understand.

Modem has a high mountain to climb. She cannot afford to be sentimental.

John Barge, I've tried everything I can think of. I promise.

Carrie?

Hello, Mrs. Russell.

Church said you were here.

If you'd rather I didn't call.

Oh, my dear, I hope you understand why I cannot allow you to perform at the ball.

It is only because...

My mother has offended you, I know.

But you are welcome in this house at any other time.

Would you forgive my mother if she apologized?

I don't think it very likely, but of course I'd be delighted.

Your kindness is a beacon of light after the treatment you received.

Thank you, my dear.

And now I must go. I have a fitting.

Miss Shiro, welcome. May I present our household whom you will come to know.

If you wish.

Miss Shiro, I am Mrs. Bruce, the housekeeper here.

And I have a book of instructions which are last shut.

Mr. Borden left to help you with the ball tomorrow night.

Why would I bother with that when he has been sick?

Mr. Borden was not sacked. He left by mutual agreement.

And because the ball is almost upon us, he has done a great deal of preliminary work.

All of which he has recorded in this notebook.

You would better read it, Miss Shiro. The mistress has agreed to the menus,

and she will not care for any last minute deviations.

If the ball is tomorrow, I presume she must take what I give her.

Now where is my room, Mom?

If you would come with me.

It is him versus Mrs. Russell.

What are the odds? I know where I put my money.

I'll correct it right away, madam.

I thought I heard talking in here.

The ball dressed the right from Paris yesterday.

Miss Skaszaj has been making the final adjustments.

I can't wait to see it. How is the ball going?

Acceptance is from people I don't want, and a lot of Aurora's friends,

whom I want a little. Silence from the people I want a lot.

And the parents of the dancers?

Not a squeak for many of them.

What about Mr. McAllister?

He won't decide until he hears which way his mystic rose will jump.

Surely she won't come. Now you've uninvited her daughter.

It's too late anyway. The ball is tomorrow.

We'll see.

In the morning I'll leave after breakfast, and I may have lunch in with Aurora,

so don't panic if I'm out home by the evening.

Where are you going?

Just paying a few calls.

And who respects a call right after breakfast?

Marion always has such a full dance card.

Remember how worried we were about whether she would find enough to do when she came to the city?

A silly that seems now.

Ada tells me Miss Scott has been here.

She came for her things.

I assume she's not coming back?

I don't think so, no, but she sends you both every good wish.

That's something, I suppose?

You're sorry she's gone, Omar. Why don't you admit it?

My secretary has handed in her notice what more is there to say.

That you're sad about it?

Very well. I'm sad.

She was a great help to me. Now are you satisfied?

Gary. Caroline?

Macamin?

Why do you bother to ask if you're going to push in anyway?

How long will you keep this up?

Could ask you the same question.

Suppose I were to call on Mrs. Russell and explain that I'm engaged tomorrow night.

Are you?

I can be, if necessary.

She won't accept it.

The trouble is you assume she's weaker than you.

She is weaker than I am in this instance.

We'll see.

I'm not going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that I'm going to say that

Well, we've reached the day. If there's still no answers from the great folk, better think of some last minute replacements if we're not to look absurd, waltzing round an empty ballroom. Don't worry, Aurora's been busy, the ballroom won't be empty. But we'll be without the great princes you were tilting at. Don't speak too soon. I wish I knew the cards you think you have up your sleeve. I'm taking a chance, George, I know that. But whoever achieved great things without taking a chance. True enough.

I'll see you tonight.

Are you off, dear?

Yes.

Would you like me to post those?

No.

They're just something for Larry. Russell, I'll drop them off.

Won't you need your bag?

It's at Mrs. Chamberlain's.

Of course. I saw Miss Scott go off with it.

You know that to accept help from Mrs. Chamberlain with this is something that Agnes or anyone would find very hard to forgive.

I must take my chances.

Oh, my darling girl.

Goodbye.

And good luck.

I'll write to you. Everything will be above board. I swear.

Miss Ada, Mrs. Bann Ryan's asking for you.

I'll come right up.

Would you like a cab, Miss Marion?

Yes, but I'm just running across the street.

Miss Grille.

Mr. Russell.

Larry.

I missed you, hold you up. Put down the favor to ask.

Would you bring these across the street before seven this evening? Could you manage that?

Certainly.

And then you've got your ball tonight.

I just hope it doesn't betoken some desperate action on your part.

Some action, yes, but not desperate. Thank you.

You left this?

Thank you, John. Please tell the other downstairs.

Yes, Miss?

How much I value, then?

I wonder what Miss Brooke is up to.

She is quite convincing when she makes a decision.

Well, she said I should tell you about my plans to be an architect.

Should I be glad of that?

I think you will be. In the end.

This is a great city, in a great country, at a great time in our history.

I want to be part of the father.

They'll need Sullivan to get this dain out of this, and I'll get them to press it.

Mr. Scott left this in his pocket, ma'am.

Typical ma'am, not to check.

Oh.

Thank you for having me here, Mrs. Chamberlain.

I have broken rules I don't agree with all my life.

While we're waiting for Mr. Rakes.

What is it?

I've painted this for you.

That's a way of saying thank you for all your help, but...

But what?

I just realized it's like asking for my work to be hung alongside all the old masters.

I assure you, I will value it highly, my dear.

For many reasons.

Thank you, Mrs. Fane. Please, darling.

Thank you, Mr. Halleister.

Isn't this Narian at home?

I'm afraid she's out, madam.

Aurora, is that you?

I was looking for Marion.

Come inside, why don't you?

Well, Marion, be back soon.

No, I don't believe so.

That's a pity.

Why?

What's the matter?

Something I saw at the Academy last night.

Marion should know about it.

Are you going to tell me what it is?

It won't bother you since you don't care for Mr. Rakes.

He was there in the Drexel's box, which is next two hours.

And he was talking.

Well, he was more than talking to Miss Bingham.

Do you know who I mean? Sissy Bingham?

I don't think so.

She's a niece of Henry Flagler.

She's very rich.

And?

At one point, he leaned over and whispered in her ear.

Well, she was transported.

And every minute after that, she clung to his arm.

I see.

Maybe I'm making too much of it.

You're right.

Marion should know.

Will you tell her tonight?

She needs to know sooner than that.

But where is she?

She's...

She's at the house at Mrs. Chamberlain.

What?

Has she told Aunt Agnes?

No.

And you won't either.

Now go to Mrs. Chamberlain's at once.

Sastid you can't.

What?

Just do it.

Marion will explain if she wants to.

Mr. Kuiper?

Mr. Russell?

It's kind of you to see me.

Not at all.

So, shall we get straight to the point?

We're good for the loan.

Yes.

You may have overextended yourselves a little.

But there is nothing fundamentally wrong with Ninesburg and Kuiper.

So I'll have the papers drawn up for signature.

Thank you.

Now, I shan't take up any more of your valuable time.

There is one more thing.

An invitation to a ball my wife is giving this evening.

For you and Mrs. Kuiper.

I look forward to seeing you there.

Alas, with no warning, I'm not sure how our diaries will allow it.

I've not made myself clear.

I will see you there.

If you want the loan.

You can't be serious.

Don't think you can go elsewhere.

I have a list of reasons why not to invest in your bank.

And I will send it to anyone you approach.

Isn't that against the law?

Let's find out.

You are not a gentleman, sir.

That's a subject for another time.

Very well. I will attend.

But I cannot promise that my wife will.

The loan hinges on her presence.

But suppose she is engaged tonight?

I'm sure when you explain the situation.

She will find that she can join us after all.

I am Mrs. Astor.

Perhaps you can ask Mrs. Russell if she could see me for a minute.

I'm afraid I'm unexpected.

If you'd be so kind.

Yes, ma'am. Of course, ma'am.

Mrs. Astor is in the hole.

What?

She wonders if you have time to see her.

I hope this isn't a bad moment.

Not at all.

Won't you sit down?

I gather my daughter Caroline will not now dance such a ball tonight.

Indeed, she is no longer invited.

Is that correct?

It is.

Mrs. Russell, I'm afraid there's been a misunderstanding.

When you were good enough to pay a call on me,

I had promised myself to a friend who urgently wished to speak to me alone.

There is no reason here for us to fall out.

Forgive me, but if that were the case, you could have called on me another day.

Or written note to explain why I was turned away while others were admitted.

Not others.

Another was admitted.

Oh.

Well, I have paid a call now.

You have dropped by at a time when no one else was likely to be here.

Won't you consider letting Carrie be included in the fun after all?

Would you come with her?

It is such a difficult time of year for you.

If you wish for me to bring your very charming daughter back into the fold,

then you must accompany her.

My being here now is not enough.

People know of this nub.

So to undo the hurt, you must attend the ball tonight,

and you must let people know you will be here.

You will need to move quickly.

I don't have time to do that.

Oh, I think you do.

And I have one more request.

I want you to ensure that my neighbors, Mrs. Van Rine and her sister, will attend.

Why bother with them?

I'm tired of being cut on my own doorstep.

Make them come.

I don't see how.

Then you will have to explain it to Carrie.

I like her very much.

By the way, I'm sorry she won't be here.

Well, at least we know where we stand.

Mm-hmm.

Nothing would give me more pleasure than for you to change your mind.

But you will not change yours?

No.

Mrs. Astor is leaving.

No carriage is ready, man.

Mrs. Bruce, what does that mean for the mistress?

Time will tell, Mr. Watson.

Time will tell.

I don't believe you.

What do you mean?

Well, of course I believe you.

I just don't think it can have been quite how it looked.

Then where is he?

When was he?

When was he expected?

Hours ago.

But it may.

It may have been difficult for him to get away.

Wouldn't he have sent someone with the message?

Maybe he's been hurt.

Unless he's been killed, he could have sent a warning.

All right.

Well, I'll go to his office to see if some things happen.

Will he be at his office?

Take the carriage and start with his office.

Maybe someone there will know where he might be found.

But suppose he's on his way here.

I'll look after him until you return.

Do you want to go to his office?

I'll go.

I'll go.

That was the original plan.

Is there anything more I can do?

No.

But thank you for receiving me.

And thank you for your kindness to my cousin.

I'll go.

I'll go.

I'll go.

I'll go.

I'll go.

I'll go.

I'll go.

I'll go.

I'll go.

I'll go.

I'll go.

I'll go.

I'll go.

I'll go.

I'll go.

May I ask you to keep silence about the whole affair?

Marion's reputation.

Be safe with me.

Don't worry.

But if I don't maintain standards, what is the point of me?

Of course.

But what we need to determine now is whether Mrs. Russell will support those standards.

Or if I don't maintain standards, what is the point of me?

It would not affect the actual

reason she says whether Mrs. Russell will support those standards.

Or undermine them.

How can you ask?

You know I follow your lead to a sleeveless degree.

But you want to go to the ball.

We cannot hope to keep out the new people entirely or they form their own society that would exclude us.

You know this.

Yes.

And if it looks as if her children might make decent marriages.

They're good looking and they smell of money.

The sweetest Santa I know.

If I were you, I'd bring him in now and gain the credit.

But it's tonight.

Santa, note to her this minute.

And another to Agnes Van Ruy.

Then write to anyone else you can think of.

You mean you don't think that I can beat Mrs. Russell at my own game?

My dear, mystic rose.

I fear if you try, it might be at the cost of your life.

Of your own dignity.

Which translated means you want to go to her ball.

This can't be right.

What's that?

She's taken leave of her senses.

Oh, Lena asked her.

Listen, if you consider yourselves to be my friends,

you will attend Mrs. Russell's ball this evening.

Really?

Don't you dare sound cheerful.

I am curious about that house.

Really?

You are glad to be ordered to march into hell and to dance with the devil?

I wonder sometimes if you don't slightly overstate your arguments.

We cannot be forced to dance.

So are we to quarrel with Mrs. Astor or Mrs. Russell?

Well, I do not wish to quarrel with Mrs. Astor, so we will obey her now.

But reserve the right to quarrel with Mrs. Russell later.

I'm trying to compose a letter.

Well, now you won't have to.

I assume we're not getting married today.

Marion.

Just tell me.

Was it all pretend?

No.

Of course not. I love you very much.

But as New York smiled on you, you came to see that there were others who could offer you so much more than I could.

The truth is.

The more you pushed for our lotement, the more you felt your desire for it slipping away.

I suppose I thought that if I could only make it happen, then things would come right.

But I began to suspect that if we did marry, we would have no armor for the battle that lay ahead.

We'd have no money.

You mean?

We know New York now. You and I.

There's a life to be lived here and a good life.

But two penniless strangers from out of town could not hope to live it.

But Miss Bingham can make sure that life for you.

Well, why not?

She won't suit the old crowd, but she'll do well enough with the new, and her fortune is more than ample for both of you.

I don't admire myself for it.

On that note, I'll say goodbye.

Can we at least part as friends?

Not quite.

But not as enemies either.

I don't like bitterness.

You're a marvelous person, Marion.

Do you know that?

I shall take it as my consolation prize.

Come away. Come away.

You're back to the carriage, so there's no need to go back to Mrs. Chamberlain's.

Go home, and I'll return to Brooklyn.

The letters. I must stop blurring from delivering the letters.

Thank you.

Of course.

Have you said you wanted me?

Only to witness my defeat.

You have one.

Adel Heights said you were looking for me.

Only to tell you that Carrie Astor is coming tonight after all, so you will perform the dance as it was rehearsed.

Send messages now to your friends that I will be there tonight, starting with the parents of the other dancers.

You won't regret it.

I regret it already.

Oh, mother.

What am I to do?

I'm alone since your father's never here.

How can I manage without my darling daughter?

Hi, Mr.

There's a bag of clothes in the carriage. I need to sort them for the missionary barrel.

Will you ask to take them up, please?

Of course, Miss Marion.

And when Mr. Russell arrives, please ask him to wait and come and fetch me.

He's already here.

What?

I've just shown him into the corner.

Am I too late?

Evans, is there a fire?

Marion, you're back.

Too late for what? Why shouldn't she be back? What's going on?

How was your day?

Not all it could have been.

Mr. Russell.

How kind of you to come by?

You were saying. You were here on a mission, Mr. Russell?

Does it concern those envelopes?

No.

What?

I'm sure Mr. Russell went out to catch the evening post and thought he'd look in to see how you are.

Isn't that so, Mr. Russell?

Absolutely.

But now it's clear you're both as well as I could hope.

So I'll be on my way.

To the mailbox.

Isn't that nice?

I'll see you out.

I feel as if I've been watching a play in a foreign language.

They're young.

Is that an observation or an excuse?

Both.

Are you going to tell me what that was about?

Someday, maybe.

But thank you. I am so grateful.

Of course.

Are you coming to Gladys' fault?

My neighbor brought it.

I suppose I am.

Then I claim a waltz is my payment.

What's the matter?

When was it written?

Three weeks ago.

Is there a dress?

No.

Just the date and a name, Mrs. Wade.

The postmarks from Philadelphia see for you, sir.

The boy is doing well.

And we ought to assume this boy is my son.

Why else would your father have made inquiries?

Did you know?

I did not.

I accepted what I was told when he brought you home.

He stole my child.

And all the time he was working and sitting down to dinner with us.

And living a lie.

He wouldn't in his right mind.

Please don't make excuses for him.

I'm not.

But I don't know what good can come of this.

We won't find the boy in our world.

Help us.

Have you come over to my side?

I've always been on your side.

My baby is alive, mama.

My baby is alive.

And I want to know what it is.

And I want to know what it is.

Oh, God, help us.

Perfect time.

Let the tournament begin.

I am the final manager.

Mr. and Mrs. Winthrop Chancellor.

The Drexels.

Mr. and Mrs. Anthony Drexel.

I'm afraid there's trouble in the kitchens with Mr. Shummels.

Can you sort it out?

Of course.

Really is in there.

I know we have a lot of things.

Mr. and Mrs. Robert McNeil.

Mr. McNeil, Mrs. Winthrop, I wonder if you can see.

Thank you for your attention.

Mr. Russell, I believe you have Mr. McNeil.

May I present your report?

Mr. and Mrs. Ogden Mills.

Mr. and Mrs.

Mr. Shummels.

Can you hear me?

How much time do we have before the supper is served?

Three to four hours.

You.

Take this note to the address I've written there.

You and you two.

Put Mr. Shummels to bed.

Oh, no.

Are we really determined on this?

Marion looked so beautiful.

It would be a shame not to show her all.

How are you feeling, my dear?

Just Dandy.

How can she have got round, Lena?

I never believed in black magic, but I'm having my doubts.

Did Mrs. Aster explain why she wanted it to come?

She didn't explain it.

She ordered it.

As simple as that.

I suppose you don't have to go just because she's hit, though.

Never overestimate your own power, my dear.

It's always a mistake.

So, Mrs. Russell won the battle after all?

I'm not so sure it's over yet.

You wish you'd been invited?

Oh, he's suppose.

What about you?

Maybe we will be one day.

After all, this is America.

Mr. and Mrs. Charles Vane.

Yes.

Over the house.

Mr. and Mrs. Charles Vane.

Yes.

Yes.

Over the house.

Mr. Rumpf?

Mr. and Mrs. Julius Piper.

No?

How did you manage that?

I just asked them nicer.

Good evening.

Good evening.

I'm so glad you could join us.

We found our diaries would allow it.

Thank you for coming.

Mrs. Arnold Van Rhein, Miss Brooke, and Miss Barry and Rob.

Aunt Agnes, Aunt Ada, what are you doing here?

You may well ask.

Lena Asterot, saying it was a test of friendship.

But now that we're here, there are so many familiar faces.

No doubt, they've all had their hands held in the flame.

Mama, you are the last woman on earth.

I thought I'd see you tonight.

And you are the last man on earth.

I'd allow to criticize me.

People are going through to the ballroom.

They won't start dancing until I say.

Mrs. Wigley.

Backhouse Master.

And Miss Caroline Aster.

That.

Mrs. Aster, how good of you to come.

How kind you are to receive me, Mrs. Russell.

Mr. Ward, the Kalister.

Mrs. Aster, Mrs. Russell.

Mr. McAllister, well, here we are.

All of us together.

What could be nice?

Have a lovely time.

Thank you, Nancy.

Shall we?

We're nervous.

These IVs are citizens.

Casa Sch rebel polar588.

Stage the continues.

Oh, it's not a country.

How charming they look.

I think so.

Didn't it ever worry that I might decide to destroy you after this evening?

Because I could if I chose.

I don't doubt it, but you won't.

Why not?

Because we're too alike.

Well, what?

It's true.

And I will be a good friend to you if you will let me.

That was nice of you.

I've already said, if necessary, we can quarrel with her later.

Come and dance with me.

But I have to change my dress.

We'll be good later.

Dance with me, and I'll leave you alone for the rest of the evening.

You'll have to wait while I change.

I'm out now, Mr. Van Marne.

And I've had enough of being told what to do.

THEY'RE

Henry Flagler and his party are here.

They must have arrived late.

I'm sorry I couldn't stop at Marion,

but I'm afraid Mr. Flagler trumps any sort of influence I have.

Miss Brooke? Mrs. Spain? Miss Barrie?

I shouldn't be surprised.

They're quite the man about town these days.

Aurora, I see Mrs. Russell.

Let's pay our compliments to the hostess.

I'm so sorry.

I don't think you'd be here.

I assumed you were out from the lab.

I wouldn't have come if I'd known you.

Had you decided to break your word?

Did you know when we met in the park?

No.

And I meant when I said I love you.

I believe you.

But love is not always enough.

I'm Miss Brooke.

You promised me what?

I'm sorry you're talking to Mr. Rakes.

Oh, yes, he's just someone I used to know.

Let's dance.

Thank you.

What do you think Mrs. Astor will accept your hand at French?

No one would believe it, but who knows?

Well, that's all for tomorrow.

Tonight for the bell of the ball.

She looks beautiful.

She looks beautiful.

She looks beautiful.

You beat me to it?

Not quite much.

You seem to be making headway with Gladys.

So did you.

Why are you scowling?

You're so easy to tease.

I think I can do it, John.

I think I can reel her in.

And don't worry.

Nothing will change.

Dorothy!

There you are.

Did you not hear me calling from downstairs?

We heard.

Well, I've been traveling all night,

and I expect a warm welcome to that.

Your mother's cable said you were back,

but this looks like you're leaving us again.

We both leave him.

Where are you going?

This is my house, and somebody had better answer me.

I come back and...

We know, Father.

Know what?

You've no proof?

You don't know what we have.

We have proof the boy didn't die.

We believe he was adopted, and you knew.

If you're expecting me to say I'm sorry,

we'd never be so foolish as to expect that.

Then what do you want from me?

We're catching an early train to Philadelphia.

We intend to find my son, and we'd like your assistance.

You won't get it, and you won't find him.

Leave him alone.

He's happy now and settled.

I made sure of that.

Do you think it wasn't odd for me?

You should be ashamed of yourself.

Why?

Because our freedom, our daughter and our grandson,

from a life of shame, everything I'd done was done for Peggy and the boy.

I don't want to be free of my own child.

Then ruin yourself if you must, but you'll do it without any help from me.

Shall we say goodbye here?

I think I must be allowed to see you safely to your front door.

Especially after tonight's bruising.

I shouldn't have told you.

Of course you should.

How do you feel?

About Mr. Rakes?

I'm not sure.

Not her numbing.

Maybe.

No means good.

Just look after yourself when it wears off.

You're not sure.

You offered Borden his job without speaking to me?

I told him to, my dear.

I'm a man of simple principles.

I reward loyalty. I punish traitors.

Well, they'll laugh when they know we have a chef from Kansas.

Let them.

Church summoned him and he came to our rescue at once.

Thank you, Ms. Yerbo.

Thank you, Borden, for stepping in at the last minute and saving the show.

I was glad to do it.

And?

We hope you will stay on.

But is Mrs. Russell content to have a chef from Wichita, Kansas?

Couldn't we just call it the Middle West?

You're back.

Did you enjoy it in spite of Mr. Rakes?

The Flagler party left when you did, so the evening picked up.

It was kind of you to let me stay on.

Will you ever explain what happened?

Some day, maybe, but not now. It hurts too much.

Then get into bed and sleep half the day away, if you wish.

This is your home, Marian. You're very welcome here.

And things will get better. You'll see.

You still have most of New York to explore, and all the people in the city to choose from.

So good night, my dear.

Where should I say good morning?

I'm not going to say good morning.

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