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I am learning Milton ways, Mr Thornton.

Go down this instant and face them like a man.

Is there someone else?

Someone else you prefer? No. I do like you Henry,

but I'm not ready to marry anyone.

What do you think Miss Hale?

Surely you don't condone the strikers?

Oh, no...and yes.

It is surely good to try and see both sides of a question.

I have a brother.

Why didn't you ever say so? Because we don't talk about him.

Go inside! They would not hurt a woman. Go in, or I will take you in!

THUD Aagh!

I don't wish to possess you, I love you. You shouldn't because I do not like you.

I can't remain silent. I must ask her. Don't be afraid, John.

Of course. You must have to disappoint so many men.

Please understand, Mr Thornton. I do understand.

I understand you completely.

What would I be doing with something so grand as that?

Please, Bessy. I wore these when I was a child.

Not fit for darning!

All right then, I'll keep just this one.

Only to look at, mind. Where's Nicholas?

Oh, he's been brought so low by the way strike's gone.

He were a committee man, you know.

Thought they stood a good chance this time. Is everyone back at work?

They lost their spirit after the violence at Marlborough Mills.

What were they thinking of?! Throwing stones at a woman!

I'm sure it wasn't so very bad - whatever was done...

It was enough!

Father's that angry with the men that broke the strike, he...

I wish I knew where he was.

I've never seen him like this, Margaret.

I'm worried about what he might do.

At least we've got the machines going again.

The Irish? They're settled.

I sent for the Catholic priest. He seemed to calm them down.

I'll have to send them home.

I've got workers clamouring to come back.

Serve them right if we kept the Irish workers.

By the way, I was right, Mother.

Miss Hale will not have me.

No-one loves me.

No-one cares for me but you.

A mother's love holds fast and forever.

A girl's love is like a puff of smoke.

It changes with every wind. I knew I was not good enough for her.

Yet I think I love her more than ever. I hate her.

I tried not to - when I thought she would make you happy.

I'd give my life's blood for that.

Who is she, that she dares to reject you? No.

It's no good. Your sorrow is mine.

If you won't hate her, I must. She does not care for me, that's enough.

The only thing you can do for me is never say her name again.

We will never talk of her again.

With all my heart.

I only wish that she and all her family

could be swept back to the place they came from.

How kind of Mr Thornton!

Most splendid fruit I've ever seen.

Best in the county, I shouldn't wonder. And a card,

written in his own hand.

He has always been most civil and thoughtful,

but I wouldn't have thought he'd have the time.

So much trouble with the rioting. SHE COUGHS

It shows his high regard for you, my dear.

Margaret, you must visit Marlborough Mills and ask after Mrs Thornton

and thank Mr Thornton for this most gracious gift.

I'm sure a note will do as well, Mama.

I saw Thornton in the street today.

He didn't seem quite so in control as usual. Really?

He seemed very distracted this morning.

I thought he might have been visiting, he was just nearby.

Margaret?

Excuse me.

Has it ever occurred to you

there might be something between Thornton and your daughter?

Good lord, no. Certainly not.

I suppose it's possible on his side.

But for Margaret... She's never liked him, poor fellow.

Oh, I pray he doesn't get his hopes up.

Hide you?! You've got a nerve! You wouldn't give us up!

Wouldn't I!?

You've ruined the strike! There's no use in fighting.

Violence at Thornton's! Half-killing a woman! My God!

Thornton hid behind her. No going against the law. That was the rule.

We were in the right. We could've taken everyone with us. But you...

You had to act like the senseless crazed animals they think we are.

You want me to hide you from the police?!

They'll think I'm a ringleader.

I'm a committee man, a union man, people trust me.

Trust my word! You said two weeks! When were it going to end, eh?

Your wife and children ain't starving.

And neither would yours! I gave you my word. And I keep my word.

God, you disgust me. You're pathetic.

You could've been born with a king's fortune and still failed them.

You're only in this world to bring us all down.

Family, friends, union...

I'm telling the police where you are.

I'm telling them were you are! I'll give you up, John Boucher!

No! stop! THUD

SHE SOBS

Thornton! Thornton!

Congratulations...on handling the strike. Everything back to normal?

Business is complicated - it'll take a while.

Ah, you know the Latimers, of course? Of course.

Ah, Margaret! Over here!

Well, what luck. Two of the prettiest girls in Milton.

You remember the Latimers, Margaret?

My banker, a very important man.

And this is Anne, recently arrived home from Switzerland I believe, and very much finished.

Well, where are you off to, my dear?

Nowhere. That's all right, all young women must have their secrets.

Isn't that one of the joys of life? I wouldn't know. Good day.

What's the point of spending a fortune on education

if you have to spend another on a wedding once they're back?

Good day, Miss Hale, Bell...

I'm sorry, my dear. Mr Bell...

I'm grateful for the friendship you give my father.

He has felt alone in Milton, but...

But you wish I would mind my own business and stop being so facetious.

You're absolutely right, my dear, it will stop immediately.

But I DO take an interest.

I would like to think, if you were to need help,

I would be the first you'd call upon.

You have my word, Mr Bell.

You'll be the first.

Father, you're back early.

Yes, one of my pupils cancelled our appointment.

I came back looking forward to Mr Thornton's lesson,

only to discover that he also fears he might find himself

too busy to read this evening.

It has been a busy few days.

No doubt Mr Thornton will resume his lessons.

No doubt, no doubt.

Maybe I'll write him a little note of encouragement, hoping he can come later.

Margaret?

Are you expecting a letter? No...

Yes.

Father I've got something to tell you. I've written to Frederick.

I know that I shouldn't have.

Because of your mother?

And you think he needs to come quickly?

Please say I did the right thing.

Is the danger to Frederick so great? Oh, yes, my dear.

I'm afraid it is. The government must take harsh measures against

those who oppose its authority, especially at sea,

where the Captain must expect extra support, so far from home.

There is still a large reward out on Frederick.

Maybe we could get the letter back? When did you post it?

Several days ago.

But surely, everything happened so long ago?

The Navy spares no expense. It sends out ships to hunt the guilty men.

It's as fresh and vivid a crime as if it happened yesterday.

And nothing but blood...will wipe it clean.

But Fred's innocent! Surely there is justice.

We must trust that... No. If only I hadn't written.

Supposing I have only...

..encouraged Frederick to come back to a court martial.

That would kill Mother for sure! No, my dear. You acted from the heart.

You were brave for your mother's sake.

I'm glad you didn't tell me - for I might have stopped you.

"Dear Edith - I hardly know how to begin.

"There are things I so want to talk to you about.

"I can't find the words."

I came for a chat with Be...

Oh, Miss.

Were you with her?

I'm sure it was peaceful.

Look at her face, Nicholas.

There's no more pain.

She's not supposed to go before me.

Doesn't make sense. It's not the natural way of things.

Are you sure she's dead? She's not in a faint? It's happened before.

No, Nicholas. She's dead.

Ah!

HE SOBS

..take us to get back on our feet.

DOG BARKS

My poor Bess.

She lived the life of a dog.

Hard work and illness. She never had one moment of rejoicing.

She may not have had an easy life.

but she will find comfort in the next.

I'm not saying I don't believe in your God,

but I can't believe he meant the world to be as it is,

with masters ruling over us,

the rest of us left to live a half life in the shadows.

He gave us the world,

and our wits to discover the grace and beauty in others.

So he gave some more to some than others, and that was his will?

It is our duty to make peace with others.

It is a pity that you seem to think in terms of...

..war and strife.

I know there's suffering and I know there are cruel

and greedy masters but surely,

it would be better for people of good will on both sides

to sit down and share ideas of how to do God's will,

to live together in peace and harmony - wouldn't a man like,

like Thornton, be open to ideas?

Thornton! He's the one that brought in the Irish,

and the riot that broke the strike.

Thornton hasn't even got any deceit about him!

When we needed him to hunt down men like Boucher who betrayed us,

he says HE's the injured party, he won't press charges!

They'll not get employment, that's punishment enough he says.

I thought he'd have more guts. Mr Thornton was right.

I know you're angry with Boucher.

But anything more would look like revenge.

HE SIGHS HEAVILY

My poor Bess.

She said the strike would be the end of her.

And it's all because of weak men like Boucher.

Not everyone is as strong as you, Nicholas, to last out the strike.

People of the same trade must stick together. If they don't,

men have ways and means. Ways and means?

They cast a man out, like he doesn't exist. No-one will look at him.

You talk of the tyranny of the masters, Nicholas!

Don't worry, Mr Hale.

I haven't forgotten who's lying dead at home, and how much she loved your girl.

I'll just say this - being in the union, it is like being in a war,

and with a war comes some crime.

But it would be a greater crime to do nothing.

INDISTINCT

Doesn't the Mistress look well today, Miss Margaret?

She's done a good two inches of needlework. And she's read her post.

More letters from your Aunt Shaw,

inviting us to the Great Exhibition.

Oh, I do so wish I could go.

Don't worry. I know that I shouldn't.

But you could go, Margaret. It sounds so exciting,

with bears and elephants and...

..exotic people and inventions from all over the Empire.

I can't go to London.

Not when you're... Not until I know you're feeling better.

Yes, but if you went,

you could tell me all about it and maybe bring me something back,

and that would give me something to look forward to.

I'll think about it.

You've written to Frederick, haven't you?

Now I think about it, I'm afraid of him coming.

In case he should be taken.

After all of these years that he's kept away

and lived safely.

There is a risk, but we will be careful.

If we were still at Helstone, people would know who he was.

People would remember.

Here, nobody cares for us to notice what we do.

I suppose there's some virtue in being uprooted and friendless.

I'm glad that Miss Margaret wrote.

I was thinking of doing so myself.

Dixon will keep the door like a dragon.

They'll have to be clever to get passed me!

I suppose it's right that we've invited people from

all over the Empire, even if some of the exhibits are a little exotic.

It's wonderful...as though all the world is here for us to see.

I was impressed by the machinery. I never realised...the power...

..and the money to be made from cotton.

Maybe we should go into cotton...

I should think it takes a deal more energy than you have, Maxwell.

No, we don't need heavy machinery to make money in London,

nor do we need to suffer the northern climate, do we Miss Hale?

I ask the expert amongst us.

It's true, the air is not so clean in Milton.

Margaret has always had a mind of her own, Henry.

You're all here to see this fine machinery.

Technologically we're the envy of the world.

If only there was a mechanism to enable us all to live together

with the great benefits that come from industry.

But that will be for future generations.

We can bring back marmosets from Mozambique.

But we cannot stop man from behaving as he always has.

Can we not bring about an end to strikes? Not in my lifetime.

But with time and patience we might try to bleed them of their bitterness.

Miss Hale here knows the depths we men in Milton have fallen to,

how we masters only strive to grind our workers into the ground.

I certainly do not think that...

..as Mr Thornton could tell you, if he would know me at all.

I have presumed to know you once before and been mistaken.

Miss Hale! How delightful. You have managed to come to London at last!

Mother allowed it only because John was coming.

And Miss Latimer of course, who she approves of and seems to think is far more sensible than me.

Henry, do you know Mr Thornton?

Mr Thornton. All the way from Milton.

My brother is interested in dabbling in cotton.

I'm not sure I'm the one to speak to.

I'm not sure I'd know how to dabble.

I must go. You may enjoy the machinery like an exhibit in a zoo - I have to live with it.

I must get back to Milton today. Give our regards to the Hales.

You must tell them how the London break is suiting Miss Hale,

don't you think, Thornton?

Doesn't Miss Hale look well?

Good day. Tell Mother I'll be home soon.

With so much to tell her.

John is such a stick-in-the-mud!

Who was that? Is it anyone we should know? Poor Thornton!

I tempted him down here to try to raise finance for Marlborough Mills,

and he's had to face all kinds of enquiries -

starry-eyed Londoners who think they only have to snap their fingers to make a fortune in cotton.

Can a manufacturer appreciate a show like this? You're wrong.

I've heard him talk often with my father.

He is very interested in the world. Really.

I know him to be.

I'm sorry for keeping you waiting, Mrs Thornton.

Would you please come up?

My daughter Margaret...

I will be dead soon...

I want you to look after her...

My own sister...

She travels often.

Margaret has no woman's guidance.

I'm sure your daughter makes her own choices.

I cannot make her change her mind.

She has already made her decisions.

I'm surprised she is not here. You are not well. I made her go...

I was feeling a great deal better, but...

I wish you to be a friend

to Margaret.

I'm afraid it is not in my nature to show affection...

..even when I feel it.

But I promise that if Miss Hale should ask me for help,

..or if I should ever hear of her doing something I see as wrong...

But Margaret never does anything wrong!

I will counsel her as I would my own daughter. I promise.

I pray to God to bless you for your promise...

..to be kind...to my child.

I should never have gone, Dixon.

She wanted you to go, she was happy for you.

This last turn happened very suddenly.

BELL RINGS

Who would come visiting at this hour?

I'll get the master. No, I'll go. Don't disturb him.

KNOCK ON DOOR

MAN: Is Mr Hale in?

Frederick?

Fred! Frederick!

Mother? She's still alive.

She is as ill as she could be. But she lives. Oh, thank God!

Father. You did expect me, didn't you?

Yes, but we have had no letter. I travelled before it.

But she knew I'd come? Of course!

I didn't dare think it would be so soon.

Margaret, did I hear the door?

Oh, my boy!

You've come home.

Miss Hale. Mr Thornton.

I return this book to your father

and I bring some fruit for your mother.

Thank you. Oh, Mary please take these through to the kitchen.

You must excuse me. I thought that I would still be welcome here despite our...

..what has passed between us - as your father's guest, at least.

Indeed, you are welcome, but...

I'm sorry. You already have company already. No, indeed we do not.

There is no-one here.

Good day, Miss Hale. Mr Thornton. Please... My mother is ill.

Please believe me that I mean no discourtesy towards you,

and that you are most welcome.

Who was that? The same tradesman that came earlier?

Mr Thornton.

He is a manufacturer. Tradesman, manufacturer - it's all the same.

What did father mean by placing you in the company of these people?

Mr Thornton is...

..is a gentleman, Fred, and has been very good to us.

I'm sorry.

Who am I to criticise?

I've neglected you and Mother all these years.

It pains me not to be able to thank those that have been kind to you,

that your life and mine must always be separate,

unless I run the risk of a court martial.

Or if you should come to Spain...

You know, I have a good position there and...

And?

The girl I wrote to you about...

Dolores?

I only wish you knew her. You would love her, you and father and mother.

Tell me about her. We could do with talking of joyful things.

SHE BREATHES OUT HEAVILY

She is not gone?

Oh!

Margaret?

And then I'm to go to Croxley

to read with the Smithers' boy.

He's a diligent lad. Hardworking,

but slow. I don't think he'll make much of a scholar,

but his parents hope that with enough help,

he can get a decent education.

Miss Dixon!

Well, fancy seeing you here!

Maybe you're not a Miss Dixon no longer?

I'm still Miss Dixon to you, young Leonards,

though I've had my chances I'm sure.

And you?

Still up to your old nonsense, are ya?

What are you doing in Milton? Well, Helstone's not exactly on the up.

'Sides, this is where all the money is.

I got myself a fine fiancee, she works in one of those big houses.

Anyway...

What are you doing all the way up here, Miss Dixon?

You still working for those Hales?

Weren't there some sort of...

..some sort of scandal involving that boy? I'm visiting my sister's family.

Cheerio then.

I'm sure I'll see you again soon, eh?

Oh, Dixon! Do you think he knows about Frederick?

The mutiny was in all the newspapers.

And there IS still a big reward.

We don't want him poking his nose in around here.

Frederick must go.

Before the funeral. Have you talked to my father about arrangements?

He said Mr Bell will come from Oxford and arrange it. Mr Bell.

Of course. He will help.

But Frederick must leave before he comes. No-one must know he's here.

I wish I'd met this Leonards.

I don't see why I should have to run away before the funeral.

I've a good mind to face it out! And stand trial!

No. You must go, Fred.

If only I could find witnesses and defend myself.

So everyone knows what a monster Captain Reid was.

You think a court martial is just?

Fred has never tried to defend himself. How can I now?

I can't send out the town crier, or commission a pamphlet even if anyone would read it.

What about a lawyer?

I know one who is honourable, and clever, I think.

I'm sure he would, if I...

..if we asked. Mr Henry Lennox, Father, you remember...

Write to Henry if you must.

But do not keep Frederick in England.

Henry Lennox, Edith's brother-in- law? Yes. He might be all right.

I could send him the details of the crew and the ship.

You must leave tomorrow by the night train, see Henry in London...

..and then take a boat on from there.

Only a few minutes more.

I don't know when I'll see you again.

Who was that? Mr Thornton.

What a scowl that man has!

A very disagreeable fellow, I'm sure.

As with most men, something has happened to make him scowl, Fred.

Don't judge him harshly.

I'll write soon.

Hale?!

It's you isn't it? I thought I recognised you! I'm not Hale.

What's all this then, hey? What's all this? Get off! Stop! Get off!

Where have you been hiding then, Mr Hale? Get off!

STATION MASTER'S WHISTLE BLOWS

You must go now, Fred! Go! WHISTLE BLOWS

Go! God bless you, Margaret.

Goodbye!

If we'd been in Helstone chapel,

it would have been full with mother's friends.

Yes. But look.

CHURCH BELL TOLLS

CHURCH BELL TOLLS

How are they? Miss Hale and her father.

They are as well as can be expected.

They have many people to look after them. If I can help at all...

No. Everything's taken care of. Not a great turnout, to be sure.

The aunt is travelling in Italy, unfortunately.

I'm surprised Lennox didn't turn up, though.

Henry Lennox, closely connected to the family. He's a lawyer.

I hear he takes an interest.

But you can be sure I'll let you know if your help is needed.

Mr Thornton? Yes.

Mason, isn't it? How do you do?

Sorry to disturb you sir, but with your being the local magistrate...

This fellow was found along the station embankment two days ago.

Died in hospital this morning.

He's not from these parts.

We're trying to identify him. Find out who killed him.

We thought you'd be here at dinner time. You'll find me here any time.

Please, sit down master. Oh, thank you. You're out of work, still.

Because of the strike? I'm out of work because I choose not to work.

Have you asked at your old Mill?

Hamper would take me back. But we're not allowed to pay into the union.

We do that so we can have a strike fund.

So we can pay a shilling a week strike pay to those in hardship.

Their thinking is, if we're not allowed, they'll be no strikes.

We're not asking masters to fund a strike, we're not that simple.

Where's the crime in giving to your own, out of your own wages?

You earn a wage, don't you Mr Hale? Yes. Yes, I do.

They don't tell you how to spend your money, do they? No.

No they certainly don't. Do all the mills operate this new rule?

Remember Boucher saying the union was a tyrant?

Sometimes the Union has to force a man to see what's good for him.

Boucher never knew what was good for him. So he did the union harm?

We had opinion on our side till he started rioting. Why not leave him alone?

He did the union no good, and you drove him mad.

Margaret! No, she speaks her mind, I like that. She doesn't understand.

The union has a great power.

A union is our only power.

I'd best not talk about it. I can't help feeling angry at Boucher. There's no end to his mischief.

Still? Oh, yes! He starts a riot then goes into hiding.

Thornton doesn't prosecute so he slinks back home. What does he do?

He goes off to Hampers begging for work, forsaking his union dues.

To be fair to Hamper he didn't listen - he drove him away.

Even though they say he cried like a baby.

We found him in the canal beyond Ashley.

The canal? Aye, he was determined to kill himself.

It's Boucher. He drowned himself.

It can't be Boucher.

He wouldn't have the nerve to drown himself.

Why's my daddy's face purple?

Water from the dyeing vats goes into that canal.

Higgins, you knew him. You must go and tell his wife.

Do it now, man, we can't leave him here.

I can't. I can't do it.

Father?

I'll go.

No! No, he loved us all!

And we loved him.

And I spoke such terrible words about him only a moment ago.

What are we to do?

Only a few days after, Mrs Boucher followed her husband to heaven,

leaving their six children orphans.

We buried them high above the city in the fresh air.

Their worldly struggle and cares over forever.

How much harder now for those of us who are left behind to mourn.

SHE KNOCKS ON DOOR

Excuse me, miss. It's a police inspector.

I told him to go away. I didn't want to disturb the master.

Did he say what he wanted? No, Miss.

I've shown him to master's study. But it's you he wants to see.

I beg your pardon, ma'am, especially at such a time.

My duty obliges me to ask you a few plain questions.

A man's died at the infirmary, following a fall, we think,

after a fight at Outwood Station between 11 and 12 at night on Thursday 26th.

At the time, the fight didn't appear to be of much consequence.

The doctors think the man had a bad drinking habit and some internal complaint.

There will have to be an inquest.

The witness, a grocer's assistant, said the fight was precipitated

by some drunken impertinence to a young lady who was walking with a man at the station.

There is some reason to believe that young lady might be you, ma'am.

I was not there.

The witness said the lady was remarkably handsome.

He, er...

He identified the lady as a Miss Hale from Crampton, whose family frequent the shop?

You are the only Miss Hale from Crampton. Well, I don't know...

Inspector, much as I would like to own up to being...

..remarkably handsome.

I'm sorry that I have to repeat that there has been some mistake.

I was not there.

I see.

Do you have any more questions for me, Inspector?

No, madam.

I have your absolute denial that you were that lady? I am sorry that he...

..that this man...is dead.

But I was not there.

It may be that if my witness insists that it was you at Outwood Station

then I may have to summon you to an inquest to provide an alibi.

I hope you will forgive me for seeming impertinent.

I have to do my duty.

Mr Thornton! Ah, Mason.

What's new? The man we saw at the mortuary... Yes.

Leonards, wasn't it?

A drunk, obviously, but he met his death by violence, almost certainly.

I believe one of my mother's servants was engaged to him.

Are acquainted with a Mr Hale, sir? Yes, indeed, what of it?

This man Leonards' death is mixed up with Miss Hale, sir.

I have a secure chain of evidence that a gentleman with Miss Hale

at the station was the same that fought with Leonards

and may well have caused his death. The young lady denies she was there.

Are you sure?

Are you sure the man she was with is connected to the death?

What evening was this? What time? Between 11 and 12. Thursday 26th.

Sir?

Miss Hale denies she was there?

So...

Well, you can see my problem, sir.

I have a witness who is pretty positive he saw Miss Hale,

even though I told him of her denial.

There'll be a coroner's inquest.

Disputed identity cases are very awkward.

One doesn't like to doubt the word of a respectable young woman.

She denies she was at the station? Twice. Very emphatic about it.

I did tell her I'd have to ask her again.

I thought if you were a friend of the family? You were quite right.

Don't do anything until you see me again. I will look into it.

WOMAN SOBS

Can't we give Jane the week off?

Better off without that scoundrel Leonards, you know.

You know what the servants are saying about Margaret,

out after dark with a gentleman?

I do not know or care what they say, mother.

And nor should you.

You've come very late.

Well? Sorry to have kept you waiting, ma'am.

I've had other people to see, or I would have been here sooner.

There is, after all, to be no inquest in the Leonards case.

So there is to be no further investigation.

Here...

I have Mr Thornton's note. Mr Thornton! Yes.

He is a magistrate in the case. He is also an acquaintance of mine.

I told him of the difficulties.

"There will be no inquest.

"Not enough medical evidence... Take no further steps... I...

"will take full responsibility."

Thank you.

Mr Thornton - he understood that I wasn't there.

At the station. Yes, of course.

I'm sorry to have seemed to have doubted your word, ma'am.

The witness was so positive, and now he knows he was mistaken.

He hopes he hasn't caused offence.

So, good evening, ma'am.

I'll be on my way now.

It's all right, Dixon.

The matter has been resolved.

It's over.

Father is waiting in the sitting room.

Mr Thornton...

I have to thank you. No.

No thanks. I did not do anything for you.

Do you not realise the risk that you take in being so indiscreet?

Have you no explanation for your behaviour that night at the station?

You must imagine what I must think! Mr Thornton, please.

I'm aware of what you must think of me.

I know how it appears, being with a stranger so late at night.

The man you saw me with, he...

The secret is another person's.

I cannot explain it without doing him harm.

Is that you, John? Come on up!

I have not the slightest wish to pry into the gentleman's secrets.

I am only concerned as your father's friend.

Any foolish passion for you on my part is entirely over.

I am looking to the future.

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