Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Yes, you should. Mr Carson knows what he's doing.

- to settle our promised church visit. - Lfyou want.

It's an ancient ceremony used by all sorts of cultures

Mama, the world is changing.

because my gardener had grown the best bloom in the village.

- They're growing up. - They've grown up.

will he or she please come to me.

That he's going to marry one ofthe Semphill girls.

She seems to think that you are in possession ofsome knowledge

Why notjust tell them to choose whichever flower is best?

Mama has released me, thank God.

I think of how I laid the fires for Mr Patrick, but he drowned in them icy waters.

My word, Molesley, splendid roses as usual.

Old Molesley's a champion. Or he would be, in a fairer world.

Where Mr Molesley's roses will turn everybody's heads.

Just a couple ofdreary neighbours, that's all.

In the long term, we'll just have to wait for the doctor to give his opinion.

So are you interested in flowers?

bring anything to take this taste away! Sir Anthony, I am so sorry.

What sort of ideas?

- What's up with you? - Nothing.

Then I'm a fool, for I'm a long way from being beaten yet.

Bring the girl to my room tomorrow, after breakfast.

And Mr Carson won't mind. He's gone into the village.

All in your own good time,

Turn the tables on him, before he has the chance to nail you.

it will be hard to think they could be bettered.

or give it to me, and I'll slip it into Miss O'Brien's.

No one ever warns you about bringing up daughters.

You think it's going to be like Little Women,

I'm sorry, my lady, but I can't do more than my best.

- Are any ofthem down yet? - Lady Sybil's in the dining room.

Get Branson to take you in the car.

Sometimes we're not at liberty to speak.

Sir Anthony seems nice enough.

My, my. You have been busy.

His position may not be quite like Papa's

Well, I think we should have a search.

Well, I was looking in the library and I...

We were wondering about that snuff box.

- Don't keep harping back to that. - I know it was a while ago, but we knew 'em.

And his roses are the most beautiful I've ever laid eyes on.

Thanks. She wouldn't mind anyway. She's nice, Lady Sybil.

Your words will be heard in the strictest confidence.

Anthony Strallan is at least my age and as dull as paint.

I'm interested in the village.

I'd steer clear ofthose clothes and that hat.

but your mother wanted you to know Lady Sybil's back.