All language subtitles for Belgravia.S01E05.iNTERNAL.1080p.WEB.H264-GHOSTS_track4_[eng]

This is a wonderful surprise.

I would enter the valley of the
dead if I thought I might have
a chance of winning your heart.

I'm just saying that
I won't marry John Bellasis.

How dare you disobey me.

[Susan] What is this favour?

When they next go to their
country place, go with them.

What, go to Glanville?

[John] She knows
something about Pope
that she's not telling.

[Susan] She let it slip
that it's not about business

and Mr Pope is not a stranger.

-I don't know what to tell him.
-Tell him anything.

As long as the information
keeps coming, so will the tips.

Search the letters he's kept.
Look for any mention of
the names Charles or Pope,

no matter how old.
The older, the better.

This secret lies in the history
of them both. I know it.

[title music]

[door creaking]

[sinister music]

What have you to do
in Manchester?

I want to see some people.

I've got a few ideas
I'd like to investigate
before I talk about them.

Even to us?

[James] What about your work?

[Oliver] I'll only be gone
a few days.

Ah, Turton, there you are.
Did you find it?

We, er, seem to have
no more of that year
left in the cellar, sir.

I'll send a note round
in the morning.

[John] So...
you have something for me?

Good evening, sir.
May I offer you a drink?

Yes. Brandy.

-Well?
-So, I did find something.

A letter about
a child called Charles.

It says he's doing well
in his bible studies,

which Mr Trenchard
will be pleased to hear.

Bible studies?
When was it written?

Twenty years ago.

His guardian hopes he'll suit
a career in the church.

And this is addressed
to Mr Trenchard?

And signed by
the Reverend Benjamin Pope.

But... the boy is not his son.

What makes you say that?

Because he writes as an employeefilling out a report.

I thought Pope only appealed
to Mr Trenchard when Charles
was already in London,

starting in business.

Now you say Trenchard
has taken an interest in him

from his childhood.

Is this more than
a business arrangement?

It appears to be the case, sir.

Right, well, let me see.

Put the letter on the table
and I will put down the money.

[Turton]
Thank you very much, sir.

Where's the other page?

-The other page, sir?
-Don't get smart with me.

The first page. The one with
the address of the writer.

Where does
Reverend Benjamin Pope live?

Oh, that page?

I'm afraid that page
will cost another £20.

What?!

If you could keep
your voice down.

You scoundrel.

No, sir.

I'm a poor man who must make
the most of any chance I get.

-So will you accept my offer?
-To hell with your offer.

Then if you'll excuse me,
I have things to see to.
Goodnight, sir.

Wait.

-[Anne] Oh.
-What is it?

They've announced the engagementof Mr Bellasis.

What?

To Lady Maria Grey.
We knew that.

Any word from Oliver?

He sent a telegram from Derby.
So he only had the final leg
of his journey ahead of him.

So fast. Makes one's head spin.

What's he really doing there?

Why would he tell me?

[Oliver]
I'm sorry Mr Pope is in London.
Did he say when he'd be back?

[man] No, sir.

[Oliver] I understand
things are going well.

[man] Yes, as long as we can
settle our cotton needs.

You know he has plans for
a fixed supplier in India?

Yes, so he told me.

[shouting] This must be
a good place to work.

I'm sure you're all content.

Why should you ask that, sir?Why wouldn't they be content?

Oh, no reason. Just curious.

Riley! Get on with your work!

Now, if you've seen enough, sir,I've a lot to do today.

[Riley] Hey, Mister.

Why'd you ask that in there?

Are we content?

Well, are you?

No, we bloody well are not.

You here to make trouble
for Mr Pope?

What sort of trouble
could I make?

Come to the King's Head Tavern
in the Market Square at 8.

-We'll find out.
-Will you be there, Mr Riley?

I will. But I'm not the one
you must speak to.

The Countess of Templemore.

What?

Well, they've just brought tea,
so can I give you some?

How nice that would be.

Just as soon as you tell me
what this means.

"If you will call this afternoonat 4, I think we might plan
another visit to Bishopsgate.

Caroline Brockenhurst."

She's a good companion
on a drive, as you know
better than I.

You've brought her up so well.

Where did you find the letter?
In her room?

Whom do you visit
in Bishopsgate?

Do we visit anyone
in particular?

You tell me.

My dear, something is troublingyou. I hope you'll allow meto know what it is.

Oh... I'm not troubled.

I have cause for celebration.

Did you see The Times
this morning? Or The Gazette?

We don't get The Gazette
and I haven't read The Times.

We've announced the engagement
of Maria to John Bellasis.

-Ah.
-Won't you congratulate me?

Of course. Has a date been set?

No. But I hate long engagements.

[man clears throat]

Lady Maria Grey.

Mama. You said you were
going to visit Lady Stafford
this afternoon.

As you can see,
I changed my mind.

So I could discuss
the announcement
with Lady Brockenhurst.

-Don't sulk.
-I'm not sulking.

I am silent because
I have nothing to say.

Mrs Trenchard.

Heavens. What an afternoon
this is turning out to be.

If I'd known you had people hereI'd have left you alone.

Delighted.
May I present Mrs Trenchard.
This is Lady Templemore.

I think we saw each other
at the soirée here a while ago.

Did we? Maybe so.

We're celebrating
Maria's engagement.

Yes, I saw it in The Times.

But I'll leave you now
and come back another day.

No, don't. We're going.

Maria.

You go, Mama. I'd like
the chance to catch up
with Lady Brockenhurst.

Yes, go, Corinne,
we'll send Maria back
in the carriage later.

-I'd rather stay.
-I wouldn't hear of it.

Jenkins, would you please
escort Lady Templemore
down to her carriage?

Go, Mama, please.
I won't be long.

Very well.

But I leave under protest.

Don't worry, I'm not going
to marry him, if that's
what you're thinking.

Am I allowed to say I'm glad?

Me too, although I dread
hearing from my brother
and sister-in-law.

Yes, Jenkins, what is it?

The Countess of Templemore
says she will wait outside
in her carriage, m'lady.

For Lady Maria.

Thank you, Jenkins. Lady Maria
will be down in a minute.

You'd better go, my dear,
there's no point
antagonising her.

If you see him,
please tell him not to believewhat he reads in the newspapers.

And... give him my love.

[chatter]

How do you do?
I'm Oliver Trenchard.

-William Brent.
-Jacob Astley.

What is your connection to Pope?

A, er, close friend of minehas invested heavily
in Pope's business.

Has he indeed?

Why do you say that, sir?
Your tone makes me anxious.

Well, I expect he finds Mr Pope
very charming and friendly.

As we all did.

He comes across as
a nice and congenial fella.

Now I am concerned.

[Jacob] I'm afraid
you're right to be so.

Your friend should
withdraw his money
at the first chance he gets.

But that would ruin Mr Pope
if he withdrew completely.

[William]
Well, find us ungenerous,
which I'd do anything to avoid,

but if you are concerned
for your friend's welfare...

You know he bought the mill fromthe widow of old Samuel Girton?

I do now.

Well, she's a nice woman,

but quite nervous and lonely.

I mean, we'd all but
agreed a deal with her

which would have protected her
for the remainder of her life.

Pope... came at night,
frightened her out of her wits.

-How?
-Told her tales
of imminent ruin

that only he could
save her from.

Until she agreed
to set aside the contract
with us and sell to him.

All the time threatening
a defenceless old woman.

[Oliver] I see.

And there is more.

He cheats the customs men
when he imports cotton.

It's undervalued
when it's shipped,

and so he avoids half the tax
when it's unloaded
here in England.

[Jacob] I counted him among
my closest friends,
but he's not to be trusted.

Tell your friend to get his
money out while he still can.

What's your connection to this?

I was to be a manager
at the mill,

if Mr Brent and Mr Astley
had it taken over.

Pope knew it, but he hired me
to work as a loom instead.

Why did you take the job?

I've a wife and four bairns
to feed.

Of course he was very careful
to tell people he wanted
to soften the blow

of my losing the other job.

You think that was
not his motive?

Sorry to say it,
but with Pope his kindness
is all on the surface.

It was to humiliate me.

And I'd no choice
but to let him.

How much of this are you
prepared to write down?

We would not testify.

I'll not go back to the law
for any man.

Understood. I only need
to convince my friend,
it won't come to court.

Well, then,
we can help you with that.

You'll have the letters
in the morning.

My friend will be hard
to convince.

As you say,
Pope is very charming.

People seem to like him.

They like him
until they know him.

Mm.

Some more coffee, ma'am?

Not for me.
Maybe for Mrs Oliver.

Good morning, Mother.

Your hair looks very nice.

Turton's gone to fetch you
some coffee.

Won't you have some eggs?

I don't believe so.

You seem distracted, my dear.

-Just arrived for you, ma'am.
-Thank you.

I'll leave you to your letter.

-But you haven't had a thing.
-I'm not hungry.

I hope you enjoy your luncheon.

Who did you say
you were... meeting?

Will you ask Ellis to join me
in the drawing room?

[Anne] I've received a letter
from Jane Croft,

Miss Sophia's maid.

It seems you have
stayed in touch with her.

Yes, ma'am.

Why were you writing about
Mr Pope?

Was I, ma'am?

"Miss Ellis refers to a MrCharles Pope, which concerns me.

I will be in London next Sunday
and I'd like to discuss it
with you,

but I don't care to write
more on the subject."

I may have said the master
had taken an interest in him,
but that's all.

While I have you here...

why did you go to
Brockenhurst House to find
a fan that was never lost?

That's not quite how it was,
ma'am.

You'd commented
on the Countess's hair
so I went to see her maid.

I don't remember saying anythingabout Lady Brockenhurst's hair.

You did, ma'am.
And I wanted to please you.

-And the fan?
-Well, that was a muddle
of my own making.

I couldn't find it so I assumed
you'd left it behind.

Why didn't you ask me?

I didn't want to bother you,
and I knew I was going there
anyway to talk about the hair.

Where was the fan in the end?

I'd put it in the wrong drawer.

I was that tired
by the time you came home,
I wasn't thinking straight.

I'm sorry you have to stay up
so late when we go out.

Very well. But in future,
think before you write
about this family.

So the sale that Pope disrupted
was with these two men.

They wanted the mill
that he ended up buying.

According to them,
he terrified the poor widow
into making a deal.

And he cheats the customs men.

I know this is hard for you.

I'll go and see him.

Please do.

But remember what
we know about him now.

I'll go and see him.

Is this Jane Croft
the one you used to write to?

I write to her now.
She was Miss Sophia's maid but
she likes to hear news of us.

She was close to the young
mistress while she lived.

Why did you mention Mr Pope?

I just said that Mr Trenchard
had a new favourite.

Then Jane writes to the mistressand I'm to blame.

I suppose we should tell
Mr Bellasis.

-Why?
-If it's to do with Mr Pope.

You're right,
but there's no hurry.

I'm collecting some books
from Hatchards. I'll go then.

-No, I'll go.
-No, I'll go.

I'm the one to tell him
what the mistress said.

She said it to me.

Then you're the one
to keep the tip.

[John] When does this
Jane Croft get here?

[Miss Ellis] Tomorrow.

When she arrives,
engage her in chat.

Search her things, discover
what she knows about Mr Pope.

Oh.

-You recognise the names then?
-Oh, yes.

How would Oliver have come
across these men, do you know?

I think so. My foreman
wrote to me about a mystery
visitor to the mill.

He was seen later talking to
a weaver called Joseph Riley.

I presume there's no truth
in these allegations.

I will report back
that the letters are false.

-I'll tell Oliver it's all lies.-Don't do that.

It was not quite as it appears.

But we should think about
removing your money
from the business.

What?!
I won't take my money out.

Tell me the charges are lies
and my son is an idiot.

With your permission,
I'll manage it in stages

and add 10% for the nuisance
I have put you through.

-I'm not aware of any nuisance.
-Nevertheless.

I can see that it
would not be right for you
to remain an investor.

It seems there is some truth
in Oliver's letters.

What?

-I'm afraid so.
-But he'd never do
anything wrong.

Business is a battlefield,
my dear.

Most successful men have done
one or two things they regret.

So you believe he is at fault?

I wish he'd felt
he could deny it.

-What do you do?
-I'm not sure.

We should face the fact
that the truth may not be
quite as we would have it.

Good afternoon, Mr Sanderson.
How may I help you?

Well, I was rather hoping tospeak to your husband, Mrs Pope.

Then I'm afraid you've had
a wasted journey.

The Reverend Mr Pope has beendead a year this coming Tuesday.

In fact you were lucky to find
me here, I must be out soon tomake way for the next incumbent.

Oh, that's very hard.

No, he gave me 12 months to go
and that was generous.

Besides, my son is carrying me
up to London to live with him,

so I shall have
a whole new chapter,

which is a privilege
at my time of life.

Was it something
I could help with?

Well, in a way it is of
your son that I wish to speak.

You know my son, Mr Sanderson?

Well, I've seen his offices
in the city.

You have the advantage of me.

Yes, he's doing very well.

And in the cotton trade, too.

It's so far from anything
his father had expected.

But he was so proud
of Charles's achievements.

Do you have any children
of your own, Mrs Pope?

Oh, forgive me,
I should explain.

I'm a friend of
James Trenchard's, that's
really how I know Charles.

-Oh, I see.
-It's a wonderful thing

that Trenchard has taken such
responsibility for the boy.

He's been...
Well, he's been so generous.

Oh, very generous, always.

Yes.

Was he the only one
watching over young Charles,
or was someone else involved?

Well, a noble lady, perhaps.

What exactly is it
that you want from me, sir?

[stammers]

I was just curious to meet you
after all that James had said.

If that is so, why did you not
know that my husband had died?

I do not think you know
Charles at all.

-Mrs Pope...
-And now I think of it,

I doubt Mr Trenchard
has ever spoken of us to you.

I shall, however, report to him
that you called on me today.

[rings bell]

I'm so sorry to have upset you.

Would you please go, sir?

[Caroline]
Have you finished?

-Yes.
-Good.

Then I'll summarise,
for I should hate there to be
any confusion between us.

Please do.

You are asking me
to give you £1,000...

Fifteen hundred guineas.

It seems to be growing.

Yes, I was forgetting
the interest on the debt.

Oh, well, we mustn't do that.

And in return,
you'll keep silent about
my friendship with Mr Pope.

Mm.

The honour of the family
is important to me.

It must be.

-When can you give me the money?-Let me see.

How about... never?

-Don't be foolish, Caroline.
-No, you are the fool.

If I choose
to tell your brother,
we can meet a lawyer tomorrow

and lock up the estate
as tight as a drum.

-But it's all entailed.
-Oh, is it?

So you don't care
if we reveal what we know?

Whatever you may think you know,I promise you

that if you decide
to spread some stupid story,

you're the one
who'll look a laughing stock.

Then why will you not reveal
the truth about your Mr Pope?

Because I do not choose to.

Now get out of my house
before I have you thrown out.

[Susan] I saw your engagement
in the paper.

My dear, you're not a child,
you must have known
I'd get married someday,

if only to produce an heir.

You're not very tender-hearted.

No, I'm not. Now, what else
do you know about Mr Pope?

Only this. If you think Pope
is Trenchard's bastard son,

why was the Countess of
Brockenhurst so taken with him?

Hm.

How old would she have been
when Charles was born?

-Forty-one?
-[laughs] Don't be ridiculous.

It would explain everything.
Including the secrecy.

She's the daughter of a duke
and the sister of a duchess.

Twenty-six years ago
he was a dumpy man

with a working class background
and the face of a butcher.

With his looks,
to get her into bed he'd
have to be the Tsar of Russia.

Well, it might be unlikely...
Doesn't mean it's not true.

Now hurry up, gonna be late.

[door opening and closing]

[sighs]

[James]
Where were you yesterday?

I thought I might see you at
the meeting in Gray's Inn Road.

What meeting? What's hogget?

Older than lamb,
younger than mutton.

We were discussing
the new development,
didn't they tell you?

They might have done.Shall we get something to drink?

The... The Chablis to start,
please. The '36.

Yes.

Did you let Mr Pope down
lightly?

What do you mean?

Don't say you betrayed your own
standards, Father. How sad.

I always thought you preferrednot to do business with thieves.

It's true I have not yet removed
my money from his company.

What about the letters
I gave you?

You said you charged Pope withthem and he didn't deny a thing.

I travel in the morning
to Manchester.

I intend to meet with your
Messrs Astley and Brent.

Are you implying
that it was all lies?

Does that make me a liar, too?

I'm not saying you were lying,

but I want
to find out the truth.

Why didn't Pope
deny the charges?

Keep your voice down.

Must I ask you again?

Oliver, my boy,
please do not let
Charles Pope come between us.

He has come between us,
hasn't he?

He's stood between us
for some time.

Good day, Father.

I wish you well of Mr Pope.
Let him comfort you.

For you have no son in me.

To hell with the lot of you!

[Caroline] Why did your son
go to Manchester
in the first place?

I'm afraid it was
to find something
to Charles's discredit.

And I assume
he was disappointed.

Not exactly.

He met two men who accused
Charles of obtaining the mill
in an underhand way

and of cheating the excise men.

Don't believe a word of it.

Unfortunately,

Charles refuses
to deny the charges.

So what happens next?

Mr Trenchard is leaving
for Manchester tomorrow.

He has the name of a mill hand
who should bring them
to the accusers.

All this is because your son
hates his own nephew.

Well, he doesn't know the truth.

In other words, the deceit
is getting out of hand

and threatening the unity of
your family, which is exactly
why I've asked you here today.

I don't understand.

It's time to acknowledge him.

Does Maria Grey know about
this latest development?

I'm afraid so. We saw her
at church this morning
and she got it out of us.

She knows that James will soon
be on his way to investigate.

Was her mother with her?

She was, and heard it all.

Then she will use it
to harass Maria

in an effort to force her up theaisle with my worthless nephew.

All this can be resolved
if you would only allow us

to give Charles a name
and a position in this family.

My dear, please think.

There is a good life
waiting for Charles

if you'd only allow us to give
it to him, illegitimate or not.

But...

surely we must wait
for James to go north.

-If Charles is at fault...
-It'll make it
even more imperative

to shore up his place in societyas quickly as we can.

Nevertheless,

I insist we wait for James
to make the journey.

Well, send me word
when he returns.

-Will there be an announcement?
-Most certainly not.

I shall privately acknowledge
that Charles is Edmund's son.

And the rest will follow.

What about Sophia?

What will you say
when he asks about his mother?

Might it be better
not to tell him?

You mean... to wipe her
out of the story altogether?

And with her, us.

I'm only thinking of her son.

He can have... He can have
a rich life and a good marriage

and the best society.

Of course you'll tell me
that none of these things
mattered to her.

No.

No, they were important to her.

And she would have appreciatedwhat you want to do for Charles.

That's kind of you.

[door opening]

We're agreed, then.

I must talk to James first.

[Anne] Will you send me word
when you've seen the men?

Of course.

And if Charles is guilty?

He's still our grandson. We musthelp him the best we can.

I have news, too.

-Happier news, I hope?
-[chuckles] No.

Hard to say.

I was summoned by
Lady Brockenhurst this morning
after you left for the club.

What did she want?

She says that society will
accept Charles as part of
the Brockenhurst family if...

we will allow it.

And I suppose she'll convince
him to marry Maria Grey.

He won't take much convincing.
He loves her already.

And so do I.

If it comes to that.

But she will take him further
out of our reach.

Then he's gone from us.

If he's acknowledged
as a Bellasis,

we must fade
into the background.

We owe it to Sophia
to protect her name.

If we love our daughter,

we must give up our grandson.

W...

Will you still make the journey?

Oh, yes.

We must learn what happened.

After that...

we will wish him well
and go on our own way.

[laughter]

I swear you look younger
than when I last saw you.

No, I don't.

Mrs Trenchard
won't be back for a while

but we've prepared a room.

What's this about
your going to America?

My brother went years ago,
and he's prospered.

Now he's built a house
for himself in New York, ona street they call Fifth Avenue.

He wants me to come over
and run it for him.

-As a servant?
-As his sister.

He never married.

I hope you can manage the
climate. I'm told the extremes

of heat and cold can be
very trying to the spirit.

When do you sail?

I leave for Liverpool tomorrow
and I'll board the ship
on Friday.

What will you say
to Mrs Trenchard?

Oh, something and nothing.

You got me into trouble
by telling her
I'd written about Mr Pope.

-Did I?
-Hmm.

I'm ever so sorry.

So you owe me an explanation.

When I was packing, I found
some letters of Miss Sophia's.

I dare say the mistress
will throw them into the grate
the moment I've gone,

but I couldn't destroy them
myself.

It's a long way
to come for that.

I had to change trains
in London anyway.

Besides, I've not been
in years.

I've read of the masters
building a new city
of the rich south of the park,

and I wanted to see it
for myself.

I won't be back this way,
if you know what I mean.

I should go now
before the mistress gets home.

Have a good walk
and stretch your legs.

I'll write down some of the
names of the main streets and
squares that you should visit.

What shall I do with my bag?

Oh, leave it here,
I'll have the hall boy
take it up to your room.

What will he give us for them?

We can't steal these.

She'd know as soon as
the mistress asks to see them.

We must make copies, now,
at once, before they get back.

Very well.

We must destroy
all the documents.

-Sir?
-Where are the originals?

In the case,
where Miss Croft left them.

-It'll be in her room by now.
-Fetch them.

I can't, sir,
she'd know who took 'em.

And then what'd happen?
That's why we made the copies.

Fetch them at once.

I will give you £1,000
to compensate you
if you should lose your place.

Go!

[Jane] I found some papers that
I thought you should have.

I suppose I'd call it a marriagecertificate if it weren't a lie.

It's signed by the man who
pretended to be a clergyman.

He names himself Bouverie.

[Jane] Then there's
a letter from him telling
how the young couple

came to marry in Brussels.

She gave them to me that night,

when she got home from the ball,and told me to burn them.

But I never did.

I didn't feel they were mine
to destroy.

That's for you to decide,
not me.

Then you know everything.

Miss Sophia used to write to me,ma'am.

Until the end.

She wrote that the baby would betaken in by a Mr and Mrs Pope.

When Miss Ellis wrote about
a Mr Charles Pope,

it brought it all back.

I knew he must be the son of
Miss Sophia and Lord Bellasis.

How well did we do?

-Is Jane Croft back?-She's been back for 20 minutes.

She was only a quarter of an
hour ahead of the mistress.

-The mistress is back, too?
-She is. They're in
the drawing room together. Why?

Mr Bellasis wants the originals.

You do not surprise me.

I made the copies,
I know what's in them.

I believe Mr Bellasis has
a rival to the family fortune.

Would you like to know
how much he offered me?

It was a sum that neither you
nor I will ever see again.

Not on this earth.

Sorry for that.

Not for the fall of Mr Bellasis.

[Anne] What are the others?

Letters from Miss Sophia,
when you were up north
waiting for the baby.

I didn't want to risk
my dropping dead
and a stranger reading them.

I kept one to remember her by,
but there's nothing in it
that anyone might not see.

[John] Charles Pope is
Aunt Caroline's grandson.

But in the letters, the girl
calls the marriage a sham.

Find out more about this parson.

Who was this Richard Bouverie?

I hope that's not a novel.

Poetry. Shelley's Adonais.
An Elegy on the Death
of John Keats.

How impressive.

Now, I have some good news.

Louisa Portal's written
to ask you to Northumberland.

I don't want to leave London,
Mama. Not at the moment.

My dear, won't you allow me
to judge what is best.

Just this once.

I know you have been
disappointed.

You don't know anything.

I know your Mr Pope
has feet of clay.

You heard yourself
he has been up to
some mischief in the north.

So it is time to be sensible.

What do you want of me, Mama?

I want you
to let yourself be happy.

-[scoffs]
-And I want you to allow me

to get it all ready.

-Get what ready?
-Why, your marriage.

And have you settled on a date?

Mrs Bellasis and I
decided on a Wednesday
in early December.

That way you can spend
the autumn in the north

and come back relaxed and ready
for a new adventure.

And John is to be
my new adventure?

Marriage for
a well brought up young girl
is always an adventure.

The boy told me Mr Trenchard
was waiting for me out here.

But you're not Mr Trenchard.

Well, that's where you're wrong.

I've met him.
He was here not long since

-and you are not him.
-I'm his father.

-And I have a task for you.
-Go on.

When he was here,
you introduced my son
to a Mr Astley and Mr Brent.

-Might have done.
-You did.

They wrote two letters
for me to read.

He never said it was his father
investing with Mr Pope.

I was interested
by what they have to say
and would like to meet them

to verify certain details.

Meet me here tomorrow evening,
I'll take you to 'em.

-When was this delivered?
-Just now, sir.

-The man said it was urgent.
-And so it is, Brodsworth.

Hatchards in Piccadilly,
and as quickly as you can.

Yes, sir.

Excuse me. Where can I find
books about India?

Travel and Empire, sir.

I thought you'd never come.

I only got your message at 3:15,I've been running ever since.

He must have stopped on the way,the wicked man.

-You have to help me.
-Of course I will.

Mama wants to send me north
while she plans
my marriage to John.

Don't worry, I'm here now.

She says the latest news
of your double dealing
has proved you unworthy of me.

-It's not true, is it?
-Do you believe it is true?

You could never be
dishonourable. Now that
you're here, I know it.

But you doubted.

So did St Thomas.
I am human, after all.

Not to me.

What was the truth behind it?

I couldn't bear
to cause a quarrel

between my kind benefactor,
Mr Trenchard, and his only son.

I knew it would be
something of the sort.

Let's run away together.

We can't. You must know that.

-Why not?
-Because I cannot be
responsible for your ruin.

Still less sowith this cloud hanging over me.

How could I do that
if I loved you?

If you loved me.

Because I love you.

Even this meeting
is asking for trouble.

How did you get rid
of your maid?

I shook her off.
I'm getting rather good at it.

We should go. I've had an idea.

-Is it a good one?
-I certainly hope so.

Mr Pope and Lady Maria Grey.

-Where is she?
-Here.

We're very sorry to force
our way into your party
but we need your advice.

And it might not be advice
that you're willing to give.

You may feel you have
to support the other side.

Are we to take sides now?
Heavens.

Come to my boudoir, my dear.

Mr Pope, you can stay here,
but I must warn you that
Lady Templemore is over there.

Consider me warned.

-Mr Pope.
-Lady Templemore.
Good afternoon.

I might have known
you'd be involved.

-Involved in what?
-I saw you come in together.

-So don't lie to me.
-I won't.

I found her in Hatchards.
She was distressed
and so I brought her here.

-Maria and I--
-Lady Maria.

-Lady Maria and I--
-Mr Pope.

There is no "Lady Maria and I".

It is an absurd concept.

My daughter is a jewel,
as far above you as the stars.

For your own sake, as much as
for hers, forget her.

If you have a shred
of honour in you.

The plan is that I will return
from Northumberland and a day
or two later I will be married.

Maria, I have something
to tell you.

That I would rather
keep secret from Charles.

It will not be for long,
he will know the whole truth
in the end, I promise.

Very well, if he will know it
eventually.

I'm telling you now because
it will alter your position.

It's possible your mama
may come round.

Until then you will stay here
in this house with me.
We'll send for your belongings.

Mama will not be brought round.

I'd like to think that
she could, but she won't.

If we are to be together,
we must go away
and make our own life.

-My situation is hopeless.
-Maria, sit down and listen.

Charles Pope is my grandson.

Mine and Lord Brockenhurst's.

What?

[knocking at door, door opening]

[laughs]
Can I offer you anything?

-Is it too early for Madeira?
-Never too early for Madeira.

-Roger, two glasses of Madeira.
-Very good, sir.

Please.

I saw the notice of your
engagement in The Times.

-Congratulations.
-Yes, I'm very lucky.

-Well, you don't sound it.
-Well, I've a lot on my mind.

So, tell me, what have
you got for me.

I've done a little digging
into this Richard Bouverie,
as you asked.

-And?
-He was, in fact,

the honourable Richard Bouverie,

the younger son
of Lord Tidworth.

And he was a captain
in the 52nd Light Infantry

with your cousin, Lord Bellasis.

They died together at Waterloo.

Captain Bouverie retired
from the army in 1802,

after the Treaty of Amiens
was signed with Napoleon.

He then went on
to take holy orders.

-You said he fought at Waterloo.-Well, now, this is the thing.

It seems he decided
to rejoin his regiment

after Napoleon escaped from Elbain February 1815.

But was that allowed?
For a member of the Church?

All I can say is that
in this case it was.

Maybe strings were pulled
by his father.

Anyway, he was readmitted
to the army.

Must have been a brave chap.

But could he perform a marriage

once he was an officer again?

Oh, yes. He was a clergyman
before the fighting started

and he was a clergyman
when he died.

So you mean the wedding
in Brussels

before the battle
was, erm... was valid?

Absolutely. So there's
nothing to worry about.

Whomever he married were
definitely husband and wife.

What was the story
behind the question?

Oh, it was just
a relation of mine. Um...

His mother died in childbirth
and his father was killed
in the fighting, so he was...

Well, he was nervous
about his status.

Well, then, tell him
there's nothing to worry about.

He's as legal and legitimate asthe Queen's own little daughter.

[chuckles nervously]

And no one can
take that from him.