Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

The Volga? Of course, the Volga,

It is beginning to rain also. Follow me.

I think that may be taking your romantic sensibilities a little far.

Edward will marry Lucy, and you and I will go home.

It would be cruel to take her away so soon. Devonshire is so far.

Are you acquainted with your sister-in-law's mother Mrs. Ferrars?

But the time may come

Edward is a compassionate person.

What a pity Edward has no passion for reading.

We can't picnic without our host. Come up to town tomorrow.

It would be our pleasure to escort your young charge home.

- I think it is going to rain. - Come have tea.

I'd not give him up to a younger sister for tumbling down hills.

Can I go? You know you're too young.

To love is to be on fire. Like Juliet, Guinevere, Heloise.

It is a miracle your life has extended this far.

Quickly as you can. Please don't say anything important.

permit me to enquire after the patient?

She'll be wet through. Thank you for pointing that out.

You know Miss Steele, of course.

Poor thing, she looks very bad. No wonder, for it is but too true.

I'm glad to hear it. The roads were very...

You talk of feeling idle and useless.

And I wish with all my soul that his wife might plague his heart out.

How do you do? Edward Ferrars. Margaret Dashwood.

But what are his tastes, his passions, his pursuits?!

Surely not. You must be thinking of the Volga.

Nice little estate three miles east. He is to inherit it from a relative.

Or seven hours, in this case.

It's Colonel Brandon. I should go out and keep watch.

There's no special acquaintance here to make his attendance worthwhile.

"Is love a fancy or a feeling?

She came to join in the fun. There is no such luxury at home.

Are you hurt? Only my ankle.

Marianne, that is not fair. I'm sorry, Elinor. I did not mean...

or bends with the remover to remove.

What have you been doing?

I understand you perfectly.

Were I rich enough, I'd rebuild Combe Magna to this exact image.

Before I could confront him, Lady Allen had turned him out.

But I feel for her.

Oh, we're leaving so soon?

Forgive me, do you by any chance have a reliable atlas?

I'll ride there tomorrow and speak to...

He visits every year, for he's to inherit.

Edward Ferrars, the one I used to joke you about,

And Miss Murden has turned away Coles for his drunkenness.

is that 20 years ago, before she died, Eliza bore an illegitimate child.

Which is enough censure in itself, hmm?

Do ask him to come in.

It's not like him to be secretive.

Do you not long for it to be so?

He'll want more than it is worth.

Forgive me, colonel.

Is everything resolved between your sister and Mr. Willoughby?

We've been enjoying fine weather... Well, we have.

"except that you will inherit your fortune . . . " "We cannot even earn ours."

Do you compare your conduct with his?

He's not so dashing as Willoughby, but he has a pleasing countenance.

I think ill eat a whole tub of ice cream Thank You

The gift will fulfil my promise.

Perhaps you might escort me back to your sister's house.

Your education?

I'm to go as her servant.

he would never go back on his word.

but it is not always possible. We must accept.

My horse! What's the matter?

We should be delighted, colonel.

Good work, Marianne.

I'm leaving this afternoon.

I trust everything is in order? I suggest the ordering of coal.

In the absence of your brother, you must dance with Miss Dashwood.

He is far too busy.

You know of Colonel Brandon.

Please, let me be.

I have heard your Mr. Ferrars

I'd not seen you for so long. I couldn't resist the opportunity.

'Tis not a blossom shed when youth drops from life's stem.

There's one. Forrest? Fotheringay? Featherty?

It was conducted, oddly enough, in Plymouth.

Edward and I have been secretly engaged these five years.

Oh, I was never so happy in my life.

I'm not supposed to run.

She's good at winkling.

I have come with no expectations,

I've told nobody in the world for fear of discovery.

Unfortunately not.

We live but half a mile away.

She actually sent him messages during the night?

We must test your sky kite. Mind the pretty ribbons.