Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I won't make a fool of Mabel. It wouldn't be fair.
I'm so sorry. This is my cousin, Tom Branson.
If that's what you really want.
Make a list and we'll see what we can do.
And then I really will go and leave you in peace.
What? You can't know that.
She was pretty though, wasn't she?
Don't be transparent, Mama. It doesn't suit you.
The tax people have had a cancellation, so they can see us on Wednesday at noon.
How was it?
Why say that? Because I think that somehow I...
..while you're in London.
I don't need to explain to you how the system we're trapped in works.
what would the poor churchmen find to do?
Very good, m'lady.
Don't misunderstand me.
Leave her alone. I fell. I cut my lip.
It's nice to see you're well looked after.
Well, I know now why you sent for me.
She's a little older than Miss Braithwaite. That won't hurt.
It will give you some authority over my affairs.
I'll tear off your clothes and hold you down, if that's what it takes.
It must be my fault because she is incapable of fault.
But I was travelling in third.
What is it?
Why?
Oh! Oh, dear! Er...
I will never love again as I love you in this moment.
Well, if we're playing the truth game,
We could be so very happy if you'd let us.
What about me? Collect the trays from the nursery and make the pancakes for pudding.
What are you making there? Feuilletes.
Honestly, Papa. Edith's about as mysterious as a bucket.
That's if you like the sound of it.
Sorry to keep you waiting, but Anna couldn't find -
Thank you.
You're trusting this man with your name and your reputation.
Why do you say that?
It makes no sense, even to me.
Tom?
She wants to move back into the house, m'lord.
Ah, James, could you bring us some tea?
Still.
This frame looks expensive.
One moment of nastiness, and I'll be paying for the rest of my days?
We'll have to put it down to our low spirits and self indulgence.
Right, I'll get my hat.