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and that will have to do.
Well, I wish you luck with your fellow warrior.
And if she feels that she must...
but one only ever goes when friends come to stay.
But Your Ladyship couldn't manage without a maid.
- Then why did you -- - Sometimes it's good to rule by fear.
before Matthew chased him away.
We'll leave you to it. Good night. Sleep well.
- How did you get in here? - How do you think? I lied.
Sergeant Willis has something to tell you.
But what am I to tell her?
What's not settled?
Oh? What does he want?
It seems the owners of the estate where he's a tenant are selling up.
I hope it's not an impertinence.
that isn't an institution.
'Earl's daughter in love tryst with married viscount'?
I admire you. Too many people just hang on and hang on,
Oh, what are you doing up here?
I'm just reminding you of the deadline.
If you believe what they write about the Edwardians.
with Lord Gillingham.
She may cause trouble for me, but only because I've been foolish.
like his father and grandfather before him,
Hello!
But most people are cutting down.
But they can't just tell you to go.
is a child no more and quite tough enough to run this estate.
But it's harder with no kitchen maid, you know.
Well, I hate to sound smug, Mr Spratt,
although he didn't stay long.
I suppose.
- You're very quiet. - I've got a lot on my mind.
The Royal Family, then, the dukes, some others, and good luck to them.
One pound, seventeen and six. And sold!
- Can't he ask them himself? - You'd be more likely to get an answer.
She never left. I tried to get her to go, but --
- Have you settled on a date yet? - Date?
But it isn't. Not at all.
That were a wedding present when Sir John got married.
No, you won't.
Daisy! Get upstairs. You don't want to keep them waiting.
I can hardly believe it.
We're going up. Good night.
A gift from the tenants. I contributed half a crown to it.
I find it hard to acknowledge a debt but we owe a debt to you.
Don't be.
Always liked to stuff the place with royalty.
I'm sure he didn't.
- Out of Michael Gregson's flat? - Out of MY flat.
Poor Tom. If he was a fish out of water here, what is he in Boston?
What matters is to have power over the maintenance of our own health.
'Ey, I wonder what was in that message.
Not here. Not while we're working.
That's the end of the self-pity. I swear.
But I kept thinking of that poky little house in Thurloe Square
It's not your fault.
but I would suggest that Her Ladyship
If it's all right with you, Miss Denker,
I know you want it to be true,
Tell her this, Mrs Patmore.
With poor old Clarkson as the rope.
without there being any bad feeling between us.
Right, well, shall we rejoin the others?
- Me? Now, why would you say that? - I can't imagine (!)
- Quite right. - Yes, but what about the heavy lifting?
Perhaps you can keep the lights off.
What makes you think anything's the matter?
Well, I expect you'll want to get started.
You do get people coming forward who had nothing to do with it.
Oh, don't say 'late'.
I never like to miss a day's hunt when it's on my doorstep.
curled up in a corner with a book.