Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

May we come in?
Don't you start. You're as bad as Mr Branson.
It's just Mary. Edith's gone up to London. I didn't know when I wrote.
And I admire you, Bertie. Not everyone would accept Edith's past.
Mary, wait. Wait!
and be grateful I'm allowed to do so?
- How is he? - Sad. He loved his cousin, and it was all so quick.
You don't need me. You're enough of a headline.
Especially if we're going to inherit the family show.
Then I envy you.
Punch is terribly fierce.
I still can't believe she'd never told him. How was I to know that?
- Won't you send me to bed happy? - Sounds like an indecent proposal.
Would you...?
.. and maybe one of you will run the country one day. How about that?
Edith, if your news is good, then we are very happy for you both.
The conscience maybe, but what about the courage? Help me. Please.
And, for your information, before I left we had the row
- I didn't know he was. - Well, the thing is, I was driving down from Durham
as we could've been together.
He wouldn't take any chances with Mary's happiness.
- What time is Miss Jones coming today? - Five. For tea.
- Was he a close relation? - Second cousin, once removed.
I only thank God that the Dowager isn't here to witness it.
- Tell me what? - About Marigold. Who she really is.
- Why? - I was curious. Aren't you?
I'd accept him in a trice if it weren't for Marigold.
No. And she's not always kind, either. Was it really a mistake?
- At least I've got one friend, eh? - Have you been lonely?
That's dinner.
- Oh, Granny please don't lecture me on sentimental virtues. - Don't worry.
Granny. When did you arrive?
but I didn't think I'd find the proof in my own wife!
often before considering all the options.
I like the way Bertie makes no bones about it. He's here to see you.
If you're here to reprimand me about Edith, please don't.
But you see, I think we love each other very much.
- Bertie Pelham is now the Marquess of Hexham? - Yes.
Oh, that's the first proper laugh I've had for ages.
This is so precisely not the way to win me over!
- Oh, my God! - Fetch Mrs Hughes.
- I'll go now, if I may. - We'll see you on Friday.
You should have told me the whole story from the beginning.
- You haven't got children. You don't understand these things. - No.
Actually, I came to ask for his forgiveness,
of 1688.
.. or Mama or Papa or Matthew
It's exactly what we're planning to do.
- How many classes will you be taking every week? - Five to start with.
But suppose it doesn't work out? Suppose I'm no good?
We can't let it fall away to nothing.
Oh, I sympathise, of course, but we both know she's making a mistake.
- And are they... settled? - I think so. They will be.
Can I teach a little while longer before I re-order my world, Mr Carson?
It's a way of life that isn't for everyone
It's settled then. Carson, will you please tell Mrs Hughes?
Poor Mr Pelham. First that terrible day at the racetrack,
than he'd ever make of his.
if we don't get home to serve the breakfast.
Those whom God hath joined together let no man put asunder.
I know you're planning to help by coming over to the cottage