Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I don't suppose there's any chance that you could sort ofstart again?

You have to admit it's quite funny.

- There's no reason you can't be friends. - No. No reason at all.

wherever you look.

Apples, lemons, butter...

Where were you?

Ifone ofyou knows anything about this,

- You must think us very disorganised. - Not at all.

- Is it all right to do the fire? - Why are you so late?

Papa's sister is always nagging him to send supplies to London,

I was just polishing it before I put it back.

Really, Mary, I wish you wouldn't talk like that.

I know that pudding! I chose it 'cause I know it!

every door in London will be slammed in your face.

I couldn't say, my lady. I don't know what Miss O'Brien means.

Have you taken leave ofyour senses?

- Hardly. - Last time I was there,

Why not concentrate on Edith? She needs all the help she can get.

I have been married, yes. But that's not all of it.

Something involving Lady Mary.

that is uncomfortable for you.

- She was in love with him. - What happened?

May I ask why you are sitting on Lady Sybil's bed?

Have you spoken to Lady Mary about this?

You know what all work and no play did for Jack?

And you've not been to a doctor?

'Course I don't, you silly beggar.

I hate this kind ofthing. I hope to God they find it.

See, help's at hand.

- You don't deny it, then? - No, I don't deny it.

He'll mind if I tell him.

They're rather marvellous, aren't they?

Nothing. Nothing at all.

But why would it be?

Never mind what I thought. I was wrong. Good night.

The Grantham Cup.

- It's idiotic, really. - Is this Lady Rosamond Painswick?

- That's not the point. - No.

- Certainly not. - Is the remove ready to go up?

It won't kill me.

Sorry, Miss. But Mr Crump's staying over at the Skelton estate tonight.

the poor Turkish gentleman, Mr Pamuk, and Lady Mary's room.

but I do not quite fit their requirements. So it was all for nothing.

- because she is concerned. - I suppose so, my lady.

Everyone, put down your forks.

I play, too. I'm coming up for dinner tonight.

And I don't deny you've a right to ask.

She feels, in the past, I have been given the cup

I do love you and I want to help.

I could almost manage for a long time,

and forty years of boredom and duty just isn't possible for me.

Congratulations!

By the spirits of maids and footmen who died in slavery.

This is enchanting. Do we grow this?