Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, Ivy, I love to be out with you like this. I wish we could make it a regular thing.

- Ask Mr Barrow. - It's nothing. Really.

- Are you awake? - I can't seem to get to sleep.

It won't take long, but he is the agent.

I believe so, milady. I'll fetch it.

This is not what Sybil wanted for him. She told me.

I've got to look into the offices of The Lady while I'm here.

But it's been a while now.

I saw your cook in the village today, Isobel. She seemed upset.

Nothing's the matter.

I know. You always said he would bring shame on this house.

Think of the child. You cannot want your only granddaughter

- How will that look? - Surely it's for Jimmy to tell?

- Would you like some tea? - No, thank you. I'm going straight to bed.

- That's what I saw, Mr Carson. - And what was James doing?

I suppose you never wasted a chance.

I see. And you would live nearby?

But you are a man now and you must learn to take it on the chin.

You will not speak of this to anyone. Is that clear?

You have been reading those communist newspapers again

Oh, very well. Come with me.

But they were wrong. They said so.

Beg pardon, ma'am. I was miles away.

But in the meantime, you just rest.

But we're all so looking forward to meeting you, Mr Branson.

Yes, and you've been bailing the place out with Cora's fortune. You have been for years.

- I wonder. - Darling, please don't worry.

Which one would be ours?

- So you're ready to speak out? - I think you're right, and I must.

- You have a journalist in the family. - Oh!