Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Now, the moment you feel tired, you're to tell me
I do wish you'd let me sit in the front.
Oh, we'll manage.
Miss O'Brien doesn't want it known.
if you started to court them, they'd be so terrified they'd run a mile.
I assume you know his hand.
Oh, nonsense. You were on the way.
He said it would help if we lessened her workload.
He was quite definite.
- Tell you what? - Never mind.
By heck, they don't mind stringing it out.
Well?
Poor thing.
I wouldn't put it like that.
"to add you to my list of heirs.
that you are planning a change of some sort.
She could do much better than that broken-down old crock.
Mrs Hughes, I only want to say one thing.
Let's see how we feel.
I do hope you've come for our help. You'd be so welcome if you have.
I'd have told you if there was.
I'll just finish this.
You'll be able to run it with a much smaller staff.
I can't do it.
Is this all we're getting? Just these picketty bits?
- Might I have a word, milady? - Yes, of course. What is it?
Can I do something for you?
Oh, dear.
Oh!
Their door was open, so I looked in.
It makes it sound so final.
So, I couldn't be happier.
Well, don't do anything too fast. It takes time to know how a house works.
That you're leaving.
Given that the poor lady passed away that same day,
Right. What's it to be?
I don't understand. What do you mean "tired"?
Everything all right, Miss O'Brien?
It must be strange to receive a letter from a dead man.
They've set you up somehow, your cell mate Craig, and his mates.
Mr Crawley has heard that Miss Swire sent a letter on the day she died.
- Who lives there now? - A tenant.
Oh, I don't mind. It was such short notice and he was all booked up.
When I think how you've gone to such pains...
Take a break from the wedding on Edith's last day of freedom.
But I am. You don't want to leave, and nor does Mary.
I would prefer to say I put him out of his misery.
I don't know what you mean.