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♪ According to thy loving kindness

♪ According unto the multitude

♪ Of thy tender mercies

♪ Blot out my transgressions

♪ Wash me thoroughly

♪ From my iniquity

♪ And cleanse me

♪ From my sin

♪ Amen ♪

We remember in our prayers tonight

our dear friend and leader Brother Deacon

and beseech you to show your loving kindness to him in his sickness.

Help him in his affliction,

for thou, Lord, art our only strength.

Thy will be done.

Amen.

Amen.

- How is Brother Deacon? -Little change.

Silas, you will sit with him again tonight, won't you?

Could you take over from Sarah at nine o'clock?

Yes, of course, William.

Silas?

Who's there?

William, is that you?

Come quickly, Brother Deacon's dead!

- It is your knife, Silas, isn't it? - Yes.

The lock was forced with this knife.

Our church money was kept in there.

- What have you done, Silas? -I know nothing about any money.

God will clear me.

I found it.

It was in Silas's dwelling, behind the loom.

- It's empty. -William, tell them.

For nine years we've gone together,

have you ever known me tell a lie? I told you I was asleep.

- The thief must have come then. -Asleep?

When you had undertaken to watch over our beloved Brother Deacon?

Not asleep, it's a kind of fit.

A visitation. Tell them, William, you've seen how it takes me.

We know all about your visitations, Silas.

Have you considered they might be visitations from the Devil?

Let us pray and draw lots,

so that God may show us the truth.

The lots declare you to be guilty. God has spoken through them.

I remember now.

William, you asked me if you could borrow my knife.

You must remember, about a week ago. Yes.

We were weaving together.

I'd taken it out to cut a strap for you. I left it lying there.

You said you wanted it for something.

I have a knife of me own. Why would I want to borrow yours?

Silas, there is no place for you in this church.

We cast you out from among us.

Brethren, let us pray for this miserable sinner.

Sarah, you can't believe this. It's lies.

William is lying. He must have stolen the money.

I am innocent!

If God bears witness against me, then there is no God but a God of lies!

- Go away! -Run! Run!

I'll say one thing for him,

regular as clockwork,

-never misses a week. -Well, you can't hold that against him.

Can't hold nothing against him. Hardly know the man.

None of us do.

Fifteen years here in Raveloe,

no one's had more than three words with him.

Except your missus, Ben.

Oh... Oh, this is a fine piece of work, Master Marner.

I can find no fault with this.

I have fresh yarn ready for you.

Oh, you'll take a bowl of broth before you set out again?

Aaron Winthrop, where have you been? You're late for your meal.

What's the matter with you? You know Master Marner.

Go on, off with you and wash your face.

All these silly stories about you and your spells,

and giving a child rickets with a bad look.

Such nonsense as I am ashamed to speak of.

Master Marner?

Master Marner?

Are you all right?

Good night.

A dead man standing on his own two feet.

I never seen anything like it.

His eyes were set like a dead man's.

I spoke to him, not a word back. He was stiff as iron.

That man's dead,

and I'm halfway there myself with fright.

But just as I'm about to take full hold of him and lie him down,

which would be the right thing to do with a dead man,

he turns his eyes on me, comes back to the living,

and his hands went loose enough to let drop

what he'd been hanging on so tight to.

Five gold sovereigns.

I was just about to kneel down, help him pick them up,

but he was too quick for me.

He had got them back in his fist before I could move, nearly.

Now, I don't know how it's possible

for Master Marner to be alive and dead at the same time,

but it's true.

Now, that is a fit.

- He have had they, well, many times. -That's no fit.

You ever seen anyone go off in a fit and not fall down?

- You say he didn't fall down? -No,just stood there.

You see, a fit's the same thing as a stroke.

Takes away all use of a man's limbs and throws him on the perish.

Well, if it's not a fit, then what be it?

I've heard there's such a thing as a man's soul breaking loose from his body,

going in and out, like a bird out of a nest and then back.

The same Master Marner we're talking about.

Same who cured Sally Oates, made her sleep like a baby,

when her heart was beating fit to burst out of her body.

- Doctor not able to do a thing about it. -So?

He's got a knowledge of herbs. Many folk have.

Yeah, what else has he got a knowledge of besides?

He knows how to weave a fair length of linen cloth, best in these parts.

Make no mistake.

He knows how to charge for it and all.

There are some who say he could buy up bigger men than himself.

Landlord.

Snell, some service, man?

On my way, sir.

This will not be his first call of the night. You can bet on that.

How was your luck today, Mr Cass?

I was hoping you'd have some winnings to brag about.

Just fill it up, man.

As I was saying, Master Marner can buy up bigger men than himself.

I'll settle your bill soon enough.

Does that mean we have to deny him Christian charity?

If he was a Christian.

But what kind of a Christian can he be,

who's never even sets foot inside a church?

Master Marner may live poor, but that's because he's miserly.

I've seen the kind of money he takes home from his rounds.

I've seen that.

I'd say he's got a fine sight of money laid by over the years.

Matthews!

Matthews!

You're as slow as an old woman.

Master Godfrey's been asking for you.

Where is Dunsey?

If he's out dicing and cockfighting, I'll thrash him big as he is.

At least his mother's not alive to see what he's grown into.

You're good company for me these days, too.

My elder son and heir.

Idlers and wasters, both of you.

I'm going to bed.

Good evening, Father.

Drunk again.

I told that landlord not to give you any more credit.

Then allow me enough to live as I should!

I'll not warn you any more.

I'll have you thrown out of this house,

and you can starve to death for all I care.

I hear you want to speak to me, Brother.

If you're sober enough to listen.

Always listen to my elders and betters.

I must have that money back.

- What money? -You know damn well what money.

Father's money, the rent money I took from Fowler.

If I don't make it good by the end of the week,

Father will have the bailiff throw him off his land.

Poor Fowler.

Dunstan, I must have that money back!

I thought you gave me that money out of brotherly love.

So, out of brotherly love,

you'll pay it back.

Good night, Brother.

- I said, good night. -You're not going to bed yet.

I'm sorry, Godfrey. It's late,

and as you so acutely observed,

I have had a little bit too much to drink.

We'll talk in the morning.

I'll tell Father that you have taken the money.

- You wouldn't do that. -Wouldn't I?

Well, if there's any telling to be done, you would lose much more than me.

Never mind about some miserable tenant. You think about yourself.

Oh, yes.

If I was to tell Father what I know about you,

his elder son and heir,

I'd slip into your place as easy as could be.

It won't come to that.

- You'll find the money. -I tell you, I have no money!

Well, borrow it.

Old Dr Kimble should be good for another hundred.

He won't lend any more!

We'll talk about it in the morning!

Brotherly love will find a way.

Come on, man.

There's your answer.

Sell Wildfire.

No. Never.

Just look at him.

Beautiful horse.

Just think what he'll fetch.

I can't wait. I need the money now.

Well, ride him to the hunt this morning.

Bryce and Keating will be there for sure.

They'll be willing to bid for him.

I can't go today. I have business to see to.

I see.

All right, then, I'll take him.

My dear Miss Lammeter,

my brother and I were talking about you only last evening.

- Isn't that his horse you're riding? -My horse now. We did a swap.

Go on. Go on.

You got the best of the bargain.

We had a little deal to settle.

Wildfire made up the difference.

I did Godfrey a favour.

I'd been looking a mare over at Jortin's, rare bit of blood,

but I'll keep Wildfire, now I've got him.

As good as they come, at a fence.

Mind you, I nearly took an offer of 150 for him a couple of weeks ago.

You must have a good reason for turning down a bid like that.

Half as much again as the horse is worth, wouldn't you say, Bryce?

I wouldn't give 150 for that horse.

You're not being asked.

Um, I might stretch to 110.

120, Dunsey, final offer. Done?

Make sure you deliver him safe and sound at Batherley stables.

After I've shown what he can do, I'll put his price up for you.

That's a favour, isn't it?

You said you'd come last week.

So, this is what all the money goes on.

You just bring me the money. I spend it how I like.

I give you money.

It's not enough.

It would be if you didn't spend it all on this stuff.

Why shouldn't I? What else have I got to live for?

Are you blaming me for that?

I did all I could for you. I married you.

If I'd known then what you'd become...

You married me and how you've regretted that.

You can't change it, though, can you?

You can't tear out the entry in the parish records.

Godfrey Cass, the son and heir of Squire Cass,

is married to a drunken slut

who takes opium.

- Molly. -You just bring me the money!

All the money I need or I'm warning you,

you'll pay far more.

What do you mean?

I do everything I can for you and for the child,

and if you have ideas of making trouble...

What would you do? Well, if I was to come to Raveloe

and show the Squire his grandchild...

I will do it one day.

Marner! Marner!

I need a lamp. Answer, man.

Marner?

I've seen the kind of money he takes home from his rounds,

and I'd say he's got a fine sight of money laid by.

- Mr Marner. -Robbed.

I've been robbed. I want the constable, the justice.

Jem Rodney, if you stole my money, give me it back.

I won't meddle on you.

Give me it back and I'll let you... I'll let you have a guinea!

Take hold of him, he's off his head.

Me steal your money? I'll pitch this in your eye!

Ignore him, Jem! He's gone mad!

Here, you come and sit down here by the fire.

You dry yourself a little, Marner, you're wet through.

Now, then, what's happened?

You've been robbed, you say, now what of?

My money, all my money.

Well, how much money?

£272, 12 shillings and sixpence.

I counted it just last night.

It's all my work these past 15 years, it's all I have.

- Someone broke into the cottage? -I needed some twine.

I've a new piece of work to set up on the loom in the morning.

It slipped my mind when I was in the village earlier.

I was only out 20 minutes.

What kind of thief is going to be hanging around the Stone-pits

on a night like this?

What I vote is, two of us go with you and fetch the constable,

-get him to appoint us deputies... -Aye.

...us will see what we can find.

The way this mist is coming down, you'll not see anything tonight.

I'm not a man to be afear of mist. Us just can't sit here and do nothing.

He has no right accusing me!

Haven't I been sitting here all night drinking my can?

Come on, Jem, the man has lost everything.

And what will the justices say if they hear a respectable man Like yourself

has information of a robbery given to him and took no stance?

Come in.

What kept you, man?

Men from the village.

- They're all out hunting a thief. -Huh?

Someone broke into one of the estate cottages.

They reckon it was one of them tinkers.

Them that's been hanging about the village these past weeks.

- Did they find him? -Nah, no sign.

Where's Godfrey?

What time did my brother come home last night?

- He didn't. -What?

No, he didn't come home at all.

Squire is none too happy. He reckons he's up to his old tricks again.

He won't be sorry to see the back of him.

We did our best, Marner.

I mean, some of us, we haven't had a wink of sleep all night.

He could be 20 miles away by now.

Yeah, well, we're all very sorry. But, I mean, look at it this way,

I mean, you'll be no worse off than other poor folks.

I mean, some who are crippled, have to live on the parish.

He's right.

Well, if anything does turn up, we'll let you know.

Good day, Master Marner.

- Good day. -Bye.

What's holding you back with Lammeter's daughter?

I thought you were set on her.

So did Lammeter, so did she.

And I'd say half the village knows that. What changed your mind?

There's no other woman I want to marry.

Well, ask the girl.

Merry Christmas, Lammeter, Miss Nancy.

Looking forward to seeing you all on New Year's Eve.

I trust you are well, Miss Lammeter?

Quite well, thank you, and I hope I find you the same.

No word of your son, Dunstan?

I suppose we'll see him again

when he has courage enough to show his face.

After all, Cass, this is the season of forgiveness.

I did my Christmas baking yesterday, Master Marner,

and the lard-cakes turned out better than average.

As my Ben and all the boys agreed, didn't you, Aaron?

Aaron, show your face to Master Marner this minute, you naughty boy.

There, that's better.

Isn't he a picture, Master Marner?

Ben and me spoil him. I know we shouldn't,

but he's got such a way with him.

Aaron, come out this minute.

Now, I hope you'll accept some, Master Marner.

It would please me if you'd take the plate.

He can sing like a bird, Master Marner.

Ben's taught him a Christmas carol.

Aaron, will you sing it for Master Marner?

Come on, stand up straight and sing your carol.

♪ God rest ye merry gentlemen

♪ Let nothing you dismay

♪ For Jesus Christ our Saviour

♪ Was born on Christmas day... ♪

Well, finish it properly like you learned it.

♪ To save us all from Satan's power

♪ When we had gone astray

♪ O tidings of comfort and joy

♪ Comfort and joy

♪ O tidings of comfort and joy ♪

So, they didn't find the thief?

But that's the old year.

There is a new one coming up, it might bring you luck.

I don't know.

Have you got a Sunday suit?

My advice is get yourself one.

Mr Macey is a fine tailor.

Get yourself a Sunday suit.

Come to church and be a bit neighbourly.

Hurry up! I'm host to half the district tonight.

Like my father, his father,

every Squire Cass since time out of mind.

- So look sharp. -Oh!

Swarm of guests staying the night.

Godfrey!

Your lady love's on her way.

Whoa.

Thank you, Mr Cass,

but you shouldn't have troubled yourself to come out in weather like this.

If you slight a woman, you must pay for it, Godfrey.

We'll go and see the Squire, yes we will.

All the fine ladies and all the fine gentlemen, remember?

The young squire and the old squire, and the parson,

and the doctor, and all the fine ladies.

Miss Nancy Lammeter,

you are the glory of the county, the crowning glory.

Well, well, well, well. What do you think, Mrs Crackenthorpe,

is there another to match?

Not a one, Mrs Kimble, not a one.

If my nephew Godfrey doesn't speak with your father this very evening...

Now, Mrs Kimble, you'll make Miss Nancy blush.

I like to see the men mastered.

"I'm for this institute of marriage," he said.

Or so he said.

Oh, look sharp, girl.

The parson's glass is empty. Dry glass in my house tonight?

Do you want to make history for me?

They say it's a very severe winter, Miss Nancy,

but if anybody tells me that, I've got an answer for them.

Haven't we seen the roses in bloom on New Year's Eve?

None prettier than Lammeter roses, eh, Godfrey?

Nothing to say to that, Godfrey?

Dammit, I'd have something to say if I were a young fellow again.

I must say, Lammeter, I'm hard pressed

to remember a sample to match your daughter.

No offence, madam, I didn't know you when you were Miss Nancy's age.

You know, Miss Nancy, one dance with you

matters more to me than any other pleasure.

No, I didn't know that.

It's true.

In that case, I don't wish to hear it.

Will you never forgive me

for whatever it is I've done in the past to offend you?

I can change.

I'm always glad to see anyone change for the better,

but it would be best if no change were needed in the first place.

I want the doctor, is he here?

- What's this? -There's a woman dying.

I think she's dead in the snow by my door.

Father, we mustn't upset our guests, I'll see to this.

Whose child? Is this the woman's child?

Will one of you take charge of the child from him?

No, no. I can't part with her, I can't Let her go.

She's come to me. I have a right to keep her.

Dr Kimble, it's a bad night, but I'll come with you.

Miss Nancy, if you'll excuse me. Father, see to the guests.

Ah, well! Fiddle on, man, fiddle on!

Got drinks for everyone!

You'll take the child to the parish in the morning.

Who says so? They can't make me.

Why, you don't want to keep her, do you, an old bachelor like you?

I do, until anyone shows they've a right to her.

It's a lone thing and I'm a lone thing.

I don't know.

I'm dazed.

My money's gone and this has come.

It's come to me.

- Come to me. -Poor little thing.

Here, let me give you something towards finding it some clothes.

It's a pretty little child. The old fellow seems to want to keep it.

Parish isn't likely to quarrel.

I suppose not.

What a fool you are, Godfrey.

Corning out in weather like this in your dancing shoes.

What will Miss Nancy say?

It's New Year's night, Miss Nancy, time for resolutions.

- And what do you resolve? -First, I must ask you a question.

What do you desire to see in a husband?

And if I tell you?

I resolve to be that man before the year is through.

Oh, to think of the poor little thing in them dirty rags.

It's a wonder she didn't freeze to death.

But them above took care of her, Master Marner,

and brought her to you,

like a little starved robin.

You keep the little one, Master Marner, never mind who says different.

Now, you're likely to be a bit vexed and bothered by her for a while.

Her being so little and you being new to it all.

If it weren't a sin to wish the boys made different, bless them,

I'd have been glad of one of them to have been a little girl.

I could've taught her knitting, and sewing, and everything.

But I'll teach her, Master Marner, when she's old enough.

Meanwhile, I'll come and take care of her for you.

I want to do things for her meself.

I can Learn. I'm used to finding on me own.

- She's mine, like you said. -Of course she is.

I'll be glad if you'll show me. Thank you kindly.

Only I want her to know it's me who cared for her from the first.

Oh, that she will.

Now...

Now, you've no need to buy more than a pair of shoes for her just for now.

I've all these little things the boys used to wear and you're welcome.

I've known men who were wonderfully handy with little children.

- What you going to call her? -I haven't thought yet.

Well, the parson can't christen her without a name.

Christen? What do you mean, christen?

A christening service, in the church, standing at the font,

with the water and the prayers.

Had you forgotten?

Me mother's name was Hephzibah.

The parson can christen her that.

He won't if it's not a proper Christian name.

- It's a Bible name. -We've no call to speak against it then,

but it's a hard name for a little girl.

She told me when she was small, she was called Eppie.

That's not hard, is it?

-Eppie. -Eppie.

I can't get that. Will that come to me?

Oh, I'll get it for you. Which one?

- That one. -Oh, I'll get it.

Here you are, little robin, you play with that.

Eppie?

Eppie.

Eppie!

Eppie!

Eppie!

Eppie!

Good girl.

You'll have to smack her, Master Marner.

It's a hard thing, I know, but you've got to do your duty.

- Or shut her in the coal hole. -Oh.

Well, that's what I used to do with my Aaron.

It only takes once or twice.

I don't hold with punishment. Nobody's got the right.

It sours a person.

Naughty-

Naughty, naughty, Eppie.

Naughty, Eppie. Now, I have to teach you a lesson.

- No, Father! -Yes, I do. I do, it's naughty.

Eppie mustn't run away. It's naughty to cut with scissors and run away.

That's why Daddy must put you in the coal hole.

It needs a little more.

I'm doing this one.

All right, it needs a little more salt, little robin.

Let's put some salt in it.

Stir it up.

- Eppie! -Eppie in the farmhouse.

- Are you in the coal hole? -Yes.

That's a dirty place.

- My shoe is getting off. -It is, is it?

You tinker.

Let's get cleaned up.

All right, let me see your hands.

I don't know. Were you trying to frighten me, eh?

- Yes. - I don't know.

- It's hot. -I'll blow it and make it cooler.

- Shall I blow it? -Yes.

I'm not mucky. I didn't go in the coal hole like you.

- Yes, you did. -No, I did not.

- You did. -Only to get you out.

Yes.

Wash it proper.

Oh, God!

I suppose we must count it as a blessing

that Nancy's getting over it.

She will be better, Lammeter, the doctor's in no doubt.

But it seems you and I will never be grandfathers.

That's the fact of it.

It's a great pity.

You have another son.

Dunsey? Tell me where, if you can.

I'm not sure I want to think of a brood of little Dunseys.

God knows what tricks they'd pull.

I wish we had a little garden, Father,

like some of the village houses,

with double daisies and a bed of lavender.

It would take a bit of digging,

but I could do it if you want a bit of garden.

I wasn't thinking of you doing it, Father.

It's heavy work.

Aaron will do it.

He does a lot of gardening work in his spare time.

Will you be out all day?

I have to meet Osgood and the surveyors to talk about the meadowlands.

You've decided to purchase them?

- I think so. -It would mean a lot more work for you.

You've never done dairying before.

Oh, that's no bad thing. Hard work never killed a man.

- So, you'll be out late? -Yes.

Perhaps you'd like to take a ride round with me later on?

I don't know, I thought I might go and see Father.

He's lonely since the Squire died. Used to enjoy their talks.

Well, we can call in on the way back. I thought...

I have to pass by old {Warner's cottage.

I'm thinking of ordering some new building to be done to it.

I'll call back later for you in the carriage.

Good afternoon, Squire.

Good afternoon, Eppie.

Good afternoon, child.

- How's your schooling coming along? -Very well, ma'am.

That's good.

I've been considering, Marner. This place, it's not up to the mark.

Not for the child, I mean, she's outgrowing it.

I'm going to build on two new rooms. You'll have your bedroom separate.

It's high time.

The men will start work in a day or two, what do you think of that?

It's good of you, Mr Cass,

but I'm not sure I can afford a bigger place.

Same rent, Marner.

As for furniture, Mrs Cass will send a few things along

when the place is ready.

Perhaps Eppie would like to come and choose for herself.

She could come up to the house and look around.

I don't know, sir, it's not right.

You've done so much for us already. Everything here.

Nonsense, man.

Besides, it'll be good for her and it'll please my wife.

Oh, Godfrey, don't ask me again,

we've talked about it so many times in the past.

I know she's a lovely child, honest and decent, but she isn't ours,

and we must leave it like that.

But we need a child! This house needs a child!

We have each other. Isn't that enough?

I won't ask you again.

Besides, what about Marner?

She's been his for 15 years, do you think he'd agree to part with her?

What does a man of his class know about fatherly feelings?

Eppie, I'll put the lavender here. All right?

It's good, Aaron.

Father, was my mother pretty?

You know what I've told you.

Yes, but before then, before she fell in the snow and died,

do you think she was pretty?

I could see she'd had a hard Life, Eppie.

She'd been ill some time, the doctor said,

but I think she must have been very pretty.

How many times have you asked me that?

I know. But I like to hear it.

I keep trying to have a picture of her before that night.

Look in a mirror. You were her daughter, Eppie.

But perhaps I took after my father. She was married, wasn't she?

I've seen the ring you took from her finger.

When I get married, I'll wear the same ring.

Aaron, look, the water's gone down a lot since yesterday.

They're draining it.

Squire wants to stop flooding the new meadows.

Come on.

They've found a body in the quarry!

Sir, come quickly, they're calling for you!

Here, John, quick!

Quick now!

If there's any telling to be done,

you would lose much more than me.

Never mind about some miserable tenant. You think about yourself.

Oh, yes.

If I was to tell Father what I know about you,

his elder son and heir.

It's Dunstan, my brother Dunstan, they found his body in the Stone-pits.

He must've drowned all those years ago.

Dunstan was the man who robbed Silas Marner.

Oh, Godfrey.

They've taken his skeleton to the inn. The money's been returned to the weaver.

There's more. Forgive me, Nancy, forgive me.

Everything comes to light in the end.

All the secrets.

I have to tell you.

That woman Marner found in the snow, Eppie's mother, that wretched woman,

was my wife.

Eppie's my child.

I wanted to tell you but I was afraid. I couldn't bear to give you up.

I've suffered for it.

Oh, Godfrey.

Did you think I'd have refused to have her?

If you'd taken her as you ought, she would have loved me for her mother,

and you would have been happier with me.

But if I'd told you, you wouldn't have married me, Nancy.

I can't say.

I should never have married anyone else.

I wasn't worth doing wrong for. Nothing is in this world.

If you can find it in your heart to forgive me,

we can take Eppie and I'll be plain and honest for the rest of my life.

You must do your duty and acknowledge her and provide for her.

And I'll do my part and pray to God to make her love me.

It takes no hold on me now.

I wonder if it ever could again.

It might if I ever lost you, Eppie.

I might come to think I was forsaken again

and lose the feeling that God was good to me.

We're disturbing you very late, I'm afraid.

It's a great comfort to me that you have your money back.

It was one of my family who stole it and I'm beholden to you for that,

but much more than that.

None of this was your fault, Mr Cass.

Besides, I'm not sure I'm sorry I lost it.

It kept me working and that's what I hung onto all those years.

But you're old now. Wouldn't you like to rest?

You can put the money in investments and live on the interest.

It'll last much longer if you only have yourself to keep.

Oh, I have no fear of want. We've got all we want, eh, Eppie?

Except a garden.

You love a garden? I do, too.

There's a large garden at the Red House.

I'll come to the point, Marner.

Mrs Cass and I have no children,

no one to benefit from our good home.

We should like to have Eppie,

treat her in every way as our own child.

You could always come and see her, of course.

Eppie, my child, speak.

I won't stand in your way.

Thank Mr and Mrs Cass.

Thank you, ma'am. Thank you, sir.

But I can't leave my father, and I don't want to be a lady.

Thank you all the same.

I must tell you, Marner,

Eppie is my child.

Yes, Eppie, your mother was my wife.

It can be proved, so I have a natural claim on her

that must stand before anyone else.

Why didn't you say so 16 years ago, that night, before I came to love her?

Now it's like taking the heart out of me body.

I know, I was wrong, I've repented for it.

I'm glad to hear it, but you can't take away 16 years.

You come here now and say, "I'm her father."

It's me she's been calling Father ever since she could first say the word.

It's not as if she's going to be taken away from you.

She'll be nearby, you can see her often, she'll feel just the same towards you.

The same?

Eppie and me eat the same food, drink out of the same cup,

think the same thoughts from one day's end to another,

you'd cut us in two.

I'd have thought if you had any real feelings for her,

you'd see it was for her good.

Think of the opportunities she'll have.

Of course I'm sorry to hurt you after all you've done,

but she is my child, it is my duty to take care of her

and I intend to do my duty.

I'll say no more.

Speak to the child.

I won't stand in her way.

Eppie, my dear.

Of course you must always show your love and gratitude to Silas,

who's been like a father to you.

But you'll come to love us as well.

From now on I'll do everything in my power for you.

You'll be my only child, and you'll have the best of mothers in my wife.

You will be a treasure to me.

We won't want anything else in our lives.

Well?

Eppie?

Thank you, ma'am, thank you, sir, for your offers,

but I wouldn't have any pleasure in life if I was forced to go away

and knew Father was sitting here alone thinking of me.

Oh, we've been so happy together.

I can't think of any happiness without him.

Be sure of what you're saying, Eppie.

Do you want to lead a poor life,

when you could have everything of the best?

Oh, can you see me dressing up and riding in a gig

and sitting in the top pew in church?

Do you think I care for that?

You do have a duty to your lawful father, Eppie,

don't forget that.

It hasn't been easy for him to come here tonight.

Don't turn your back on him.

I can't feel I've got more than one father.

I always thought of a little home were he'd sit in the corner

and I'd look after him and do everything for him.

I can't think of any other home.

I wasn't brought up to be a lady.

I wouldn't know how.

I like working folks and their food and their ways.

And if I marry, I fancy he'll be a working man

who will live with Father and help me take care of him.

We must go.

We wish you both well.

We will come and visit again, it's late now.

- That's ended. -Yes.

I wanted to pass for childless once.

Now I shall pass for childless against my will.

Godfrey, I'd rather no one except us knew about this.

- It can't do any good. -No.

She's nice. Pretty, isn't she?

Yes, she is.

Oh, Father,

if only things could go on a long, long while just as they are.

Things will change, Eppie,

whether we like it or no.

I like to think you'd have someone else besides me,

somebody young and strong to look after you.

Then...

would you like me to be married, Father?

I'll not be the man to say no, Eppie.

You were hard done by once, Master Marner,

and you'll never know the rights of it,

but it doesn't mean there aren't rights, for all it's dark to you and me.

No.

Since that child was sent to me and I've come to love her as meself,

I've had light enough to trust by.

And now as she says she'll never leave me,

I think I'll trust till I die.

- Congratulations. -Ben.

- Marner. -Hello, Jem.

Thank you, sir.

Thank you, sir.

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