Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Mary Edgecombe, now the Countess of Fulton,
The papers were distributed across town today without charge.
should you continue to get in her way.
to be around people like you,
No. You have already done so much for me tonight.
[chuckles]
Miss Daphne Bridgerton,
-Greece? How adventurous, Colin! -On guard!
I admit, it was not easy to convince him to come.
but to leave them all wanting more.
You may leave that flask you carry at home.
Lady Whistledown has all but declared me ineligible…
Being wrong.
[indistinct murmuring, whispering]
Well, how lovely!
is yet to be determined.
-Ah. [chuckles] -Adieu.
I should think so. You are in my seat.
-What was that? -You shall never understand!
If this is to work, we must appear madly in love.
[Lady Whistledown] Today is a most important day,
I could not sleep for some reason. All the excitement, I presume.
the season's true Incomparable living under her own roof.
Look who's already setting his cap at Miss Bridgerton.
[lively orchestra playing]
I would like to welcome you both to my box this evening.
Oh, I shall need to go and visit with Penelope.
a most peculiar suitor for Miss Daphne Bridgerton has emerged.
I suppose if someone were to find me here,
[Benedict] Haven't you heard what we're talking about?
Well, however could I have declined?
It is so wonderful to see you, Lady Danbury.
Presumptuous? Clearly.
-[chuckles] -Every eligible lady of breeding
Trust Mr. Lewis knows of your sizable dowry.
This… is all I am.
Lady Whistledown merely writes what she sees.
-Deuce take it, you are no longer Basset. -I shall--
Yes. As I am well aware of the company you keep, brother,
[clears throat nervously]
What might they be like,
For you to claim a wife, Hastings.
-Even one of your reputation. -You are aware of my reputation.
You must think about this.
than the legions of unkempt animals she has spent her entire life
My brother, he…
if this Whistledown is revealed to be Violet Bridgerton herself.
You are coming from the Dark Walk. It is merely a few steps away.
You poor thing.
She would never bother herself writing them all down.
I do wonder which gentleman will be the very first to call.
-A most wretched sonnet, indeed. -Lord Byron he is not.
It is an absurd plan.
She's rather dowdy, is she not?
-What is your name? -[Anthony] Basset.
-What should any of this-- -You are to marry him.
the world will believe I've finally found my duchess.
nine times over. Where is your wife?
[Eloise clears throat]
As you know, I'm to host a ball this evening.
for the upcoming social season.
You could always send the willow back to that farm, madam.
If I am unable to find a husband, I shall be worthless.
-[gasps] Pardon me. -Forgive me.
Lightskirts.
Make haste before he should see Miss Thompson.
for the new Duke of Hastings continues to grace our fair city with his presence.