Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

That's what I thought, my Lord.
- No wonder you're upset. - Why do you say that?
.. and I hope I do not ask the indelicate
- And I have to go. - Not necessarily.
You astonish me. But what can I do?
No, not yet.
I hadn't fully considered...
Mr Henderson, I'm sure she doesn't mean to be rude.
Would you tell Mrs Potter?
I knew she would.
Two pounds, anyone? Two pounds to start with.
He avoided... vulgarity, then?
This is all nonsense. You've no proof.
And you didn't think of George?
I don't understand. What aspects?
No, it's not.
When a woman loves a child, it must stay with her.
That's Lady Mary, back from the hunt.
They must think it's too large.
Don't worry about me.
- and I couldn't see what else to do. - You might have stored some of it,
He wasn't married then. Nor was I.
I'm sorry if you're embarrassed, because I am.
.. I know I've been putting you off...
Yes?
Have you decided what to do if that Miss Bevan returns?
Mary took Marigold to the Drewes' farm today.
Nothing.
Living together in companionship, I suppose.
It's as if they were selling your past along with their own.
I don't know, but some.
Start planning again.
Sometimes it's good rule by fear
I met Virginia Woolf in this room, and Lytton Strachey,
There's not much hunting in Bayswater.
No. I wouldn't have said she was a long-term prospect.
- So, it's sold now? - Yes. At least, they think so.
But I could never have lived some... pat-a-cake friendship lie.
- I am. - So it's you who insists on serving notice to men
How is the search going for his replacement?
We'll just tell one or two people and let it come out naturally.
You'll know how to ensure there's no repetition.
I do run the place!
with everything that that involves...
and I want a thousand pounds to keep my mouth shut.
People aren't so curious in London.
So, what can I do for you?
- I doubt it. - I haven't got it, m'lady.
Oh no, that’s your decision
I must get him back on track.
We have cut down quite a bit, my Lord.
but I'd be very surprised if you are.
I've got a copy of The Lady upstairs.
Right.
If I hear anything more, I'll make sure Daisy knows it.
And I love you.
Only... I thought I was pregnant.
That, in my eyes, she is beautiful.
Well, how many do you see going?
It's nothing bad. At least...
- Ah, Spratt. Could we have some tea? - Your Ladyship.
I've seen it in war and in peace -- it's always the same.
I just don't know.
Oh, quite all right, m'lady.
You could never let me down.
That was for Best of Breed at the county fair.
There's more wine if you finish this.
You sound like a guilty party, who's trying to throw me off the scent.
- Of course I do. - We could start to plan again, revive our dreams.
- I'm sure she didn't mean any - Oh, God. What have I done?
for the time that remains to us on earth.
both the housemaids have handed in their notice.
What's going on? Carson?
Well, you couldn't make it any clearer.