02x01 - Episode 1

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Sidney, my younger brother.

I've underestimated you,
Miss Heywood.

I never cared about your
fortune.

What difference does it make
now?

Charlotte...

Yes?

Fire!

My situation is very grave
indeed, Sidney.

I have been obliged
to engage myself

to Mrs. Eliza Campion.

I wish you every happiness--
excuse me.

This had better be worth it,
child,

or I shall have you strangled!

You see? I told you.

Thank you, Lord Kingsley.

Oh!

As for your proposal,

I would sooner be boiled alive.

Although,
I do admire your carriage.

Lord Kingsley was greatly
offended.

I was candid.

And that is a virtue.

Is it not, Miss Hankins?

Quite so.

Brother?

Um, yes, uh, but...

But there is much to be said
for tact.

I showed him as much respect
as any fortune hunter deserves.

I'm not a natural guardian,
Mary.

She is quite indifferent to my
counsel.

Give her time, dearest.

It has only been three months
since Sidney's death.

It has affected her far more
than she would admit.

Hm.

I believe what she needs,

more than anything,
is another friend.

Happily, one is on the way.

It was so kind of the Parkers
to lend us their carriage.

When I am married,
I shall have one just like this.

And four footmen!

Only the four?

I cannot decide who I am most
excited to meet.

They were all so vivid
in your letters!

I know Miss Lambe
and I are destined

to be the greatest
of friends.

Look, Charlotte!

The sea!

Are you not excited to be
returning?

Welcome!

Oh, hello!

How you've grown!

I shall be as tall
as Mama soon!

Tom, you are so generous
to invite us both!

This is my sister, Alison.
Pleasure.

Come on.

I had hoped when I returned home

to be able to make you a
proposal of marriage,

but that cannot be.

The fact is, I have been obliged

to engage myself
to Mrs. Eliza Campion.

Please believe me that if there
was any other way

to resolve Tom's situation,
I would.

We'll take you to your bedroom.

I do hope Mary passed on my
sympathies.

Yes, yes, thank you.

I was surprised to learn Sidney
was in Antigua.

Uh, we were as surprised
as you.

We cannot account for it.

We instructed an agent in
Antigua

with repatriating his
possessions.

We hope he might be able to find
some kind of explanation.

If only

he'd never gone,

he'd have been spared the yellow
fever and still be with us.

It, it is some comfort
to know

that he found such happiness
with Eliza before he,

before we lost him.

What a beautiful house!

I cannot wait to see the town!

Once you're both settled,

you shall meet Georgiana for
some tea

in the new Assembly Room.

But first I must

show you the promenade!

Oh, I should love to see it.

Georgiana will be so pleased
to see you.

Mr. Hankins and his sister have
kindly offered

to become her chaperones.

But the arrangement could not
be called ideal.

♪ Bread of Heaven,
bread of Heaven ♪

♪ Feed me till I want no more ♪

♪ Want no more ♪

♪ Feed me till ♪

♪ I want no more ♪

You must sing up,
my dear!

How is the Lord to hear you

unless you raise your sweet
voice to His ear?

I have long since concluded
that the Lord is deaf.

The Lord is not deaf,
Miss Lambe.

Then why does He persist
in ignoring my prayers?

Brother...

Uh, Miss Lambe,
the Lord does not ignore...

I'm going to be late
for Miss Charlotte!

Miss Lambe?

As you can see, my dears,
Sanditon is fast becoming

the most desirable destination
on the south coast.

And now I'm Tom's right hand,

I've been planning some schemes
of my own.

A pagoda, and even a theater!

How exciting!

I gather Mr. Stringer
is doing well in London.

Yes, by all accounts,
he is well on his way

to becoming
a master architect.

Ah, Lord Cramond,
good morning!

Morning.
I trust we shall see you
at the parade?

A parade?

Your timing could hardly be
better.

We await the arrival of Colonel
Lennox and his company.

They are to remain
the whole summer.

A colonel and his company?
How thrilling!

Yes, decorated for his bravery
at Waterloo.

And, as if you required any
further proof

that Sanditon has arrived,

we have even attracted our
own artist.

Charles Lockhart.

I daresay you've heard of him--
he's a portraitist!

Good morning,
Mr. Lockhart.
It is,

Mr. Parker.

I've just braved the waves
and I feel quite reborn!

Nothing like the sting...

...of salt on skin

to rouse the senses.

Ladies.

I fear we look hopelessly
parochial.

We must ask Papa to send us
money for clothes at once.

We have little enough
to spare.

It would be an investment.

How are we to attract rich
husbands

unless we look the part?

I came here
to avoid all that!

You came here to avoid
a certain man.

Not marriage altogether.

Why would you wish
to do that?

What say you, Colonel?

We've certainly faced harsher
battlefields.

Around a hundred men, I'm told.

And they march on Sanditon
tomorrow afternoon.

Don't you think it rather
peculiar?

To the best of my knowledge,
we're not at risk of invasion.

No, we're not from without,
perhaps,

but sedition is sweeping the
country.

And as landed gentry, it would
be our necks at the guillotine.

I welcome a m*llitary presence.

A hundred drunk,
unshaven libertines.

Quite a civilizing influence.

Not every soldier is a rascal.

I've always had a certain
fondness for a red coat.

My favorite brother was
a cavalryman.

Maximilian.

As long as they do not outstay
their welcome.

I've been here
less than a week, Aunt.

Yes, and I'm still not clear

as to what purpose your stay
in the first place.

A new husband should retain his
luster for a year, at least.

Occasionally two.

You've not tired of him
already?

Quite the opposite.

While he's away,
it's the perfect opportunity

to visit
my favorite aunt.

Hmm, how thoughtful
of you.

Thank you.
Thank you-- thank you.

Georgiana!

I've been counting
the hours!

My sister, Alison.

She and her brother are
well-meaning.

Painfully so.

And Tom Parker is a woefully
ineffective guardian,

though he is determined
to see me married

before my 21st birthday.

I think he is just keen
to be rid of me,

like his brother before him.

Sidney was fonder of you than
you allow.

Perhaps.

Though now we shall never know.

Is there any sugar?

We are leading a boycott,

in the hopes those plantation
owners

who persist in keeping slaves

will be forced to follow my
father's example.

Forgive me, I thought we'd
abolished sl*very.

The law only prohibits the
buying and selling of slaves.

As yet, there is no law
against owning them.

Then I shall never have sugar
again.

Good day to you,
Miss Lambe.

An admirer?

I am besieged by fortune
hunters.

Each day brings a fresh
proposal.

That man in the corner proposed

just this morning.

You've not been tempted
to accept any of them?

Why?

I have never possessed such
power.

The moment I marry,

that will vanish.

You are not the only one who's
been trying to evade a proposal.

Charlotte?

You made no mention in your
letters.

Ralph Starling.

He keeps a farm
in Willingden.

Our father is... keen.

More than keen.

A proposal is a foregone
conclusion.

But I have no desire to see
Charlotte marry sensible Ralph.

Neither do I.

So, I have a plan.

For us both to find husbands
here in Sanditon.

Perhaps you could help us,

Miss Lambe.

I would like nothing more than
to see your sister find love,

Miss Heywood.

Thank you, sir.

Who do you suppose that man is?

Charles Lockhart.

He's an artist.

Looks rather pleased with
himself.

Business is booming.

Almost all our properties
are let.

That is no reason to rest on
our laurels.

What is next?

Your grand plan seems to have
ground to a halt.

By no means.

But I will not proceed until
all the investment is secured.

I've learned my lesson from
flying too close to the sun.

I should hope so,
given half the town burnt down!

Hence the regrettable fact that
your brother's widow

now owns a large share of
Sanditon.

That was a loan, my lady,
one I fully intend to pay back.

Good.

I am supposed to be the primary
investor, not some interloper!

Although I should like to know
how you intend to pay her back,

given the size of the debt.

We shall find a way,
milady.
Indeed.

And I do believe the first part
of the solution

is marching into town this
afternoon.

Forgive me, Mr. Parker,

but how will the Army help your
situation?

What is an army, ladies,
but a ready-made population,

all looking
to spend, spend, spend?

I can't say I've ever understood
the appeal

that soldiers are meant
to hold for our sex.

Because they are brave
and noble and heroic.

And frequently
handsome.

Doubtless,
some are.

Yet I cannot help thinking
those qualities

are conferred on anyone in a
red coat,

regardless of what
true character lies beneath.

Fraser!

It appears we've been ambushed.

Have mercy, ladies,
we are unarmed and outnumbered.

Forgive us, sir,
we were...
It is I who should apologize.

A gentleman at his ablutions

is not a sight for fair eyes.

Colonel Francis Lennox
at your service.

And my aide,
Captain Fraser.
Ladies.

Charlotte Heywood.

My sister,
Miss Alison Heywood.

Miss Georgiana Lambe.

How do you do?

We need to strengthen our
fortifications, Colonel.

We cannot leave ourselves
so open to intruders.

Should we be concerned by your
arrival, sir?

Does it suggest that
Sanditon requires defending?
By no means.

But should you receive
intelligence

of an imminent invasion,
Miss Heywood,

I hope you will be good enough
to share it.

I shall keep my ear to the
ground.

Will your family be joining you,

Colonel?

I have no such attachments.

Ladies, perhaps

I might escort you out?
Good day.

We are quite capable of finding
our own way out, thank you, sir.

Saints alive, Fraser.

Who was that?

I didn't get her name.

What is to be done with you,
man?

I don't suppose

you've had any word
from your reprobate brother?

Stepbrother--
mercifully not.

I neither know nor care about
his whereabouts.

I imagine Lord Babington must be
growing impatient

for an heir by now.

It's not been
so very long.

Eight-and-a-half months
should be ample.

I assume you know what
is required?

The mechanics?
Yes, thank you, Aunt.

Then what is your excuse?

Oh.

Lord Babington
and I agreed that

I should come here while he's
away.

Perhaps the, the sea air
might...

That it might help me recover

and perhaps Dr. Fuchs...

Oh.

Well, it's no good feeling sorry
for yourself.

That will achieve nothing.

And the sea air alone will
not do the trick.

And nor will Fuchs--
the man's a charlatan.

He saved your life.

Oh, poppycock!

I survived despite him.

The man's a complete menace.

So you've been married for nine
months now,

Lady Babington?
Yes.

And yet, regrettably,

you have not succeeded in
becoming schwanger.

Uh, that is to say,
with child.

No, Dr. Fuchs.

I succeeded perfectly well
at conceiving.

I was unable to... carry her.

How long ago did you lose
the infant?

About a month.
And how far along?

Five-and-a-half months.

The doctors told me I came
perilously close

to losing my own life.

They said it would be dangerous,
fatal, even, to try again.

Which only made me more
determined to prove them wrong.

Well, what do you
suggest?

I think the milk from my asses
will replenish her strength,

but no doubt you have
some miraculous elixir to sell.

Certainly, there are remedies
I can prepare

for a woman in your position,
Lady Babington.

But I must be honest,

I cannot say
how efficacious they may be.

It grieves me to say it,

but perhaps God
does not intend

for you to be a mother.

I told you he would be no use.

I will swallow any pill,
subject myself to any treatment.

Please.

I want to give my husband a
child.

This May Day dress is far
too plain.

Perhaps I could borrow one of
yours?

Mary's shoes
are a perfect fit.

Although I did have to stuff
a little paper in the toes.

It's a parade, Alison,
not a ball.

We are not the ones

who are to be on display.
Are we not?

A hundred soldiers, Charlotte.

And I have read that one cannot
overstate

the importance of a first
impression.

But then you've already made
quite an impression.

I speak of Colonel Lennox.

We barely exchanged five words.

Sometimes that is all it takes.
Alison,

can a man and a woman not
exchange a passing glance

without you supposing them
to be in love?

I just want to see you happy
again, Charlotte.

Is that so wrong?

I fear all those books have
warped your view of the world.

Love is not as simple as you
seem to think.

Why should it not be?

I fear my shoes are hurting you.

By no means, they are far
too pretty to be painful.

Well, it's a curious
thing,

but since I returned
without Diana,

all my former ailments
have vanished.

Having an occupation agrees
with me.

A sense of purpose is altogether
galvanizing.

You give me hope that I may soon
discover my life's purpose.

I am no substitute for Sidney,
but I make myself useful to Tom.

Although I worry for him.

He can hardly bring himself
to speak Sidney's name.

It is unwise to keep grief
bottled up.

True.

Since we don't have a grave
to mark him,

I often light a candle in the
church and weep like a baby.

I always feel much the better
for it.

Enjoy the parade.

Oh, you're not coming?

Uh, I am not as excited about
the Army's arrival as some.

I shall be taking tea
with Miss Lambe instead.

Abstain from sugar
made by slaves.

Abstain from sugar
made by slaves.

What is this nonsense,
Miss Hankins?

It is a movement of women

who hope to bring about

the total abolition of sl*very,
Lady Denham.

Radical nonsense!

What good will denying
ourselves sugar do?

Do you really think sl*very
will be stopped

by a few do-gooding ladies
at the seaside?

It was Miss Lambe
who started the boycott

in Sanditon, milady.
Oh.

Quelle surprise!

There's the colonel.

Come on!

Lady Denham,
Lady Babington.

You remember Miss Heywood.

And may I introduce
her sister,

Miss Alison Heywood.

Lady Denham, Lady Babington.
Oh.

I rather thought
we'd seen the last of you.

Sit down.

I believe you met

your husband here last summer,
Lady Babington.

Have you any advice
for one hoping

to find a good match
of her own?

Disdain his every word.

If he persists, marry him.

And you remain
stubbornly unwed, I see.

Yes, Lady Denham.

Oh, you'd better hurry up,
or you'll miss your chance.

There are some women who choose
not to marry at all.

Oh, don't be absurd!

An unmarried woman is a
worthless pariah

who brings shame and ruin upon
her family.

Regard the unfortunate
Miss Hankins.

No one chooses to be a spinster.

Ah, here they come now.

Don't they look magnificent?

How commanding
the colonel looks!

What is it?

Edward.

Leo, come back here!

Leo, stop!

Are you all right?

I do wish you'd marry me,
Arthur.

Then I would not
have to consider

any more of
these tedious suitors.

Oh, should I be
forced to marry,

you would be top of my list,
but it's not for me.

I am certain Tom will find you
someone worthy yet.

How?

These men do not care who I am.

They care only for my fortune.

Whereas you, Arthur,
treat me with kindness

and respect
and good humor.

But I fear you
are one of a kind.

Oh, I doubt that,
Miss Lambe.

I shall keep an eye out
for a kindred spirit

in search of a wife.

I don't suppose you could

turn a blind eye to
one teeny tiny little bun?

You couldn't live with
yourself, Arthur.

It doesn't hurt.

It's only a scratch.

Put him down here.

There we go.

Alison,
could you fetch some water?
Yes.

What's your name?

Leo.

Here.

Thank you.

Your little brother
is very brave.

She is not my brother,
she's my cousin.

She?

Leonora.

And she's not brave,
she's reckless.

Jumping in front of a horse
is an act of rank stupidity.

Well, her leg
needs tending to.

Do you live close by?

You can take the carriage.

You've not yet
told me your name.

Miss Augusta Markham.

I'm Charlotte Heywood.

This is quite unnecessary.

We could easily have walked--
it is not such a distance.

I have to ask.

Your cousin is injured,

but you do not seem
the least troubled by it.

Or by the fact
she came within an inch

of being trampled by a horse.

Yet she did not.

So, I see little point
in vexing myself

over something
which didn't happen.

I wasn't in danger,

and you ruined my mission.

Your mission?

I'm a spy for the
Spanish army and you ruined it.

Well, then, Leo,
I must apologize.

All the same,
I am sure your mother

would rather see you
returned in one piece.

Our mothers are dead.

Both of them?

What of it?

Mr. Parker.

Did you enjoy the parade?

Mr. Lockhart!

As a matter of fact,
we chose to avoid it.

I fail to see why we should be
so enamored of those

swaggering brutes just
because they polished off

a lot of Frenchmen.

I quite agree.

I happen to be enormously
fond of the French, myself.

Although I know it is
blasphemy to say so.

Oh...

May I introduce
my dear friend Miss Lambe.

Miss Lambe.

I must confess
I noticed you

in the Assembly Rooms
yesterday.

How observant.

I wonder what it was
that caught your attention.

It was your expression.

Haughty yet inscrutable.

Interesting.

Because I thought you looked
arrogant and affected.

Oh, I am both of
those things.

I fear I am an open book.

Yet with you,
I find your true character

harder to ascertain.

But perhaps
that's by design.

Perhaps it is simply that

I do not wish
to be known by you.

Come, Arthur.

A pleasure, sir.

À bientôt.

Heyrick Park.

Is that where you live?

I do not live here.

I'm a prisoner.

To date, I have been
held against my will

for 16 months
and 11 days.

If you hate it so much,
you can leave!

Had I anywhere else to go,
you horrible child,

do you not think I would?

Oh, stop, please,
there is no need to argue.

May I help you, Miss...

Miss Heywood.

I just returned Miss Colbourne
and Miss Markham

from the parade, but...

Miss Colbourne's hurt her leg,

and it really does
need seeing to.
Mr. Colbourne told them

expressly not to
go near those soldiers.

He will not be best pleased.

Which is why we're
looking for a governess.

Thank you, Miss Heywood.

Mary tells me
those girls belong to

Alexander Colbourne.

Small wonder they
were so objectionable.

Tom!

Well, you cannot deny
that the man

is a miser and a recluse

and owns not one quality
I could call admirable.

What has this
Mr. Colbourne done

to cause you such offense?

Tried at every turn

to obstruct my improvements,
Charlotte.

If he had his way,
Sanditon would still be

a fishing village.

I've never heard you
mention him before.

That's because I prefer
not to think of him.

And in truth,

he is rarely seen
outside of his estate.

After the death of his wife
some years ago,

Mr. Colbourne
largely withdrew from society.

Yeah, they say the precise

circumstances of her death
have never been explained.

Oh, Arthur!

Thank you.

I'm sorry to call unannounced--
please.

But I must know.

The child that fell...

Quite unharmed,
I assure you, sir.

Besides a small cut
to her leg.

I am heartily relieved
to hear it, Miss Heywood.

That she was spared
a far graver outcome

is thanks only to your
quick thinking and courage.

Those are only two of
my sister's

many fine qualities,
Colonel.

Would you join us
for tea, Colonel?

I'd be honored.

I'll get another cup.

I'll go.

What a spectacle

your company gave us,
Colonel.

I am dying to hear
your first impressions

of Sanditon, Colonel.

I was struck at once

by its natural beauty.

It is fair to say that
all who set foot in Sanditon

fall in love on the spot.

Hmm.

Was that your experience,
Miss Heywood?

I am exceedingly fond
of Sanditon.

And the people in it.

Yet I shouldn't be surprised
if by summer's end,

you decide to build
a permanent barracks here.

Oh, let's not get ahead

of ourselves, Tom.

The colonel has barely arrived.

Quite so, Mrs. Parker.

And in truth,
our company doesn't

tend to stay in
any one place for long.

I must say, Colonel,

it does sound a rather
lonely sort of life.

Do you never long to put down
roots of a more permanent sort?

I cannot deny the
thought has crossed my mind.

But to be an
Army officer's wife

requires a particular kind
of forbearance.

Yes, I imagine it would require
quick thinking and courage.

Hmm.

Knowing your husband
might, at any moment,

be shipped across the ocean,
perhaps never to return.

That seems
a price worth paying,

given the life
of an officer's wife

is surely a great deal
more exciting than

that of, say,
a farmer's wife.

Would you not agree,
Charlotte?

That is beside the point,

given I have no intention
of becoming either.

I shall take that
as a sign of sound judgment.

Excuse me a moment.

Believe me, Aunt,
this was not by design.

When I joined the regiment,
I never dreamt the colonel

would bring us here,
of all places.

A remarkable coincidence.

I would never presume to
ask your forgiveness.

I do not deserve it.

But I'm hoping
that I may yet prove

I've seen
the error of my ways.

That I am not the
Edward Denham that I once was.

I find that
extremely difficult to believe.

And while you are here,
you will keep your distance.

Especially from Esther.

She has enough to worry about.

You have my word.

And my apologies once again

for Miss Heywood's
abrupt departure.

I hope you will not think
too poorly of her.

On the contrary.

She has only risen
in my estimation.

What was the meaning of
Charlotte's behavior,

do you suppose?

I can only guess.

I believe I am my best self,

my truest self,

when I'm with you.

Esther.

I have nothing
to say to you.

My life has been quite empty
without you in it.

I know it's not what you want
to hear, but it's the truth.

All I want to hear is
the door closing behind you.

Is there no part of you
that's felt my absence?

Can you honestly
say that?

Poor, tragic, deluded Edward.

I've not spared you
a second's thought.

Will Lord Babington
be joining you?

He has
business to attend to.

Shame.

I do hope he's
treating you kindly.

He brings me more joy
than you could possibly imagine.

You look well, Esther.

Radiant with health
and happiness.

I have no desire
to cause you further pain

or embarrassment.

From now on,
I'll keep my distance.

Please do not
be angry with me.

I'm not.

It was badly done,

but I meant no harm by it.

There are things
you do not understand.

I understand perfectly.

You are still
in love with him.

Despite everything.

I am not as naive
as you think.

I hoped, coming back here,

that you could somehow
lay your memories to rest,

but...

Instead,
I fear it has somehow

stirred them up again.
No.

It has given me clarity.

I've realized I can never again
put myself in a man's power.

It's not Ralph.

Or Colonel Lennox.

It is marriage itself.

But how will we live if
we do not marry?

We do not have the freedom of
Georgiana's fortune.

We are poor,
Charlotte.

Wretchedly so.

Three bad harvests
in a row.

Papa cannot afford
to keep us...

Nor would I
expect him to.

I will keep myself.

How?

A governess?

And for Mr. Colbourne,
of all people?

My dear Charlotte...

I appreciate
your concern, Mary.

Think of our poor family.

The shame
you will bring to them.

I see no shame
in earning a living.

A governess position

is a last resort
for a young woman.

When circumstances
leave you no alternative.

As I am resolved not to marry,
I will need an income.

As a woman of
three and 20,

what other professions
are available to me?

I cannot have my sister
be a spinster.

This will not do,
Charlotte!

Charlotte.

You are allowed to grieve him.

He has a widow.

It is not my place.

I think perhaps
I should extend my stay.

If you can bear my company
for a few more weeks.

Oh, I suppose
it serves me right

for being such
an indulgent hostess.

Babington will be away
for a while yet.

I'm not ready to
accept the doctor's opinion.

And in all conscience,
cannot leave you to

the mercy of my stepbrother.

I hardly need your
protection from Edward.

I have never been
in the least susceptible

to his unctuous charms.

Although it must be said,

the shock of disinheritance

does seem to have provoked some
genuine stirrings of remorse.

Do not be fooled, Aunt.

There's nothing
genuine about it.

Denham.

I must thank you for

recommending Sanditon
as a company outpost.

Oh, honored to
be of service, Colonel.

And your aunt,
was she pleased to see you?

Exceptionally, sir.

And to my great delight,

my stepsister
is currently her guest.

So, it's been
the happiest of reunions.

Captain Fraser tells me
you lost another two guineas

at cards last night.

Was that wise?

Given you have yet
to pay for

your commission?
Oh, rest assured, Colonel.

You'll have your money
within weeks.

I have everything in hand.

Good man.

There is much excitement

at the arrival of
a company of soldiers,

but I am
altogether indifferent,

since my thoughts are
only of you,

my husband,
and our life to come.

I do believe the sea air
is doing me the power of good.

The doctor assures me there
is every reason to believe

our prayers
may yet be answered.

I thought you were coming here
to spend time with me.

To be my friend.

I am your friend,
Georgiana.

I'll forever be your friend.

This does
nothing to change that.

I do not suppose it would help
if I were to pay you?

I could match
whatever he offers.

You know
I could never accept.

I don't want to be
beholden to anyone.

Not even you.

I do understand,
you know?

Sidney and I
were hardly friends,

yet even I feel unmoored.

I can only imagine
how you must feel.

Thank you for
traveling with me, Georgiana.

But from this point on,
I can journey alone.

Mr. Colbourne,

Miss Heywood is here
about the governess position.

She was the young lady

who returned the girls
from the parade.

Thank you.

One moment, Mrs. Wheatley.

Seven 15s?

I beg your pardon?

What are seven 15s?

105.

The capital of
Argentina?

Buenos Aires.

Do you play an
instrument?

The pianoforte,
a little.

Mrs. Wheatley, will you see
this is delivered today, please?

Sir.
Thank you.

Pouvez-vous tenir une
conversation en français?

Oui, monsieur,
je parle bien le français.

Please.

You already met
my daughter and my niece.

Uh, yes, sir.

And that experience
was not sufficient to deter you?

On the contrary.

What did you make of them?

Miss Colbourne
has a keen imagination

and Miss Markham a sharp wit.

By which you mean they are
respectively feral and insolent.

If I had meant that,
sir, I would have said so.

What those children require

is discipline.

Someone who will
take them in hand.

Leonora is nine years old,

and despite what she seems
to think, a girl.

Augusta,
on the other hand, is...

Well, you've met her.

Her attempt
to assert her maturity

only proves the fact
that she is still a child.

I believe
independence of spirit

is something to be encouraged.
Really?

My brother and I
had a governess

who met independence of spirit
with a leather belt.

That's how I
learnt to behave.

Then I feel very sorry
for you and your brother, sir.

I assume you have
a letter of recommendation

from your previous employer?

No, but I've brought
some work to show you.

I have 11 younger brothers
and sisters.

I've been helping our father

with their education
the past year.

Then you are not
a governess at all?

You are here under
false pretenses.

I have some classical learning:
Homer, Heraclitus.

The English poets,
of course.

A deal of Shakespeare.

Mathematics.

What use are poetry

and mathematics
to Augusta?

Society asks that a woman
be accomplished, not learned.

Trust me,
Miss Heywood,

I know what happens

when a woman falls short of
society's expectations.

Then society is wrong,
sir.

Why should your girls
be deprived of an education

on account of their sex?

I would seek to open their minds
to the world around them,

not encourage them
to be meekly submissive.

So, if that is
what you are looking for,

I apologize for
wasting your time.

What are we to do?

If I'd thought
for even a moment

that returning here
would lead to this...

Be patient with Charlotte.

In time she will reconsider.

Something
will change her mind.

Or someone.

In the meantime,

we must enjoy the summer
while we can.

Is this your carriage?
No.

But I am sure Lord Kingsley
would not mind us borrowing it.

Did you not speak of a desire
to meet a soldier?

You are wicked, Miss Lambe.

Look, look!

You're alive,
thank God.

Mary?

Mary!

What is it, my dear?

A letter arrived from

our agent in Antigua.

It seems that
Sidney was not there

to settle his own affairs.

He was there
for Georgiana.

Miss Heywood.

You did not wait
to hear my decision.

There hardly
seemed much point.
The position is yours.

Assuming you still want it?

You start on Monday.

I am trying to forge a new life,
a new path.

Miss Heywood said a woman
can be whatever she wants to be.

I thought I engaged you
to make a young lady of Leonora.

They seem almost strangers
to each other.

But I'm not about to give up
on something I've barely begun.

I've had my fill of suitors.

If I marry,
it will be on my terms.

You're quite unlike any woman
I've ever met,

Miss Heywood.

Sometimes it's hard
to gain a sense

of a man's true character.

I believe you have a rival.

He is approaching the house
in his uniform!

I am a tongue-tied buffoon
in her presence.

He is unforgivably

handsome, after all.

Are you mocking me?

Do not betray your feelings
too readily.

Fire!

I am looking for passion!

Emotion!

Honesty!

Love is not as simple
as you seem to think.