Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Should a woman not be valued for so much more than her dancing skills

[in Irish accent] My mistress changed her mind.

What is it, Your Majesty?

[attendees gasping, muttering]

This time around, that is.

Joining us for tea, Anthony?

of offering your queen a final farewell before you left.

It truly was a magnificent soiree, Lady Danbury.

But I am not my mama's daughter by birth. Edwina is.

I will be perfectly putrefied if Philippa does manage to marry Finch.

I even taught her how to make this pitiful excuse for tea the English so adore.

"My own sex, I hope, will excuse me if I treat them like rational creatures,

Well, I suppose you may visit Mr. Finch and me.

I can still barely feel my toes.

I've spent the last eight years

I need to fill your coffers at the modiste and oversee the hiring of extra staff.

for this year's festivities.

"Petrified." The word is "petrified."

Stipulations which, if met, will, I am guessing,

Pen. Are you going somewhere?

Miss Margaret Goring.

-[Violet] Anthony? -[door closes]

Do you desire them to be raised by a woman

Perhaps the writer came to her senses.

I wrote to them before you arrived.

my personal special guests for the season.

Swept away by many a nimble-footed young lady, Brother?

Rather haughty.

Dance lessons begin at noon,

Mmm. Have you come unaccompanied?

[gasps softly] Ah.

"Unsettled." That is the precise word, Mr. Finch,

I rather think the only reason Whistledown writes about such things

we will be provided for.

Is there someone back home you've yet to tell me about?

Seeking those answers shall prove fruitless, indeed.

It seems she will need to do more for me this season than simply sparkle.

Just another reminder of how trapped I am.

-A race? -Was it not?

Lord Corning. I was hoping to see you this evening.

with such expectations.

A man who knows what he wants is most admirable.

[Lady Whistledown] There is, of course, another unknown identity at present.

[chuckles lightly]

Though, this one you will be able to unearth.

So you might discern if my wit is acceptable,

I've seen enough.

she simply left for the country, as the rest of us did in the off-season,

I have no interest in being used as a pawn in someone else's game.

delighting in our misfortune,

[muffled, distant chatter]

Let us get this over with.

Printers in this town are ten-a-penny.

Those people are not my grandparents, Lady Danbury.

I sat with her paper all morning,

instead of simply turning our eye to every newly-minted debutante.

Five and twenty more, my lord.

[breathing heavily]

Lady Mary's parents, the Sheffields, never lived down the shame, did they?

I know that gentleman.

Yes. My eldest.

I thought all the young ladies looked beautiful.

teaching one patience, strength,

Was anyone else aware that dear Colin has decided to add Albania

I may as well save us both the trouble.

When she was gone, I thought I would miss her.

[Benedict chuckles]