Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-[Simon] Mm. -[Daphne] Oh, so demure.
And I am not consorting with any friend of yours.
Beautiful, dearest.
Can you at least try to understand?
Lord Hardy? What about the duke?
You finished. How lovely!
-This is beautiful work. -For Lady Cowper's girl.
to the royal fever sweeping through London Town.
A prolonged courtship is one thing,
to ever meet His Royal Highness's piercing gaze, of course.
when I am all alone,
[shop door closes]
I look outside the window, and it is…
I have some ideas.
He has spent his entire life alone.
The others are certainly very grand and impressive,
She knows everything about everyone, even the queen,
Perhaps we should ask the artist.
We are awfully clever.
[Varley] I believe…
[indistinct conversation in background]
Lord Weaver is a fine dancer.
You are but third on that list.
It seems the art is not the only beautiful thing on display at present.
[breathes heavily]
[guests applaud lightly]
and become a delicious dinner party anecdote.
The time.
until the feeling grows, and eventually you reach…
Yes, because if anyone knew who Whistledown truly was,
Apologies, Lady Danbury, but I believe it is time for me to go.
But it won't gain me a husband? That what you meant?
Proved you remain capable of laughing again in my presence.
Mon Dieu! Perhaps I took your measurements wrong.
My wild jealousy?
I know. We will not think of him.
a certain language tutor has been seen visiting Cowper House all week?
[inhales sharply]
You must not concern yourself with his troubles.
[chuckles ironically]
Does she mean the king?
[Daphne chuckles]
You would have my full support and admiration either way, Sister.
Well, where is he, then? Why is he not here, tending to you?
[postman] Post has arrived!
-Lady Cowper. -Hmm.
she would be a fool,
nothing more to do with me,
which is why you are to reenter society at once and find yourself a husband.