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They're selling it directly to women for home use.
I really have to admit, I know for it go so high
but, it is rather ingenious that I signifies saying it
myself.
Don't you understand, Mortimer?
You have your fortune now.
You can have anything you want.
Miss Dalrymple.
Dr. Granville.
Hello.
Merry Christmas.
I realize it's a day early but
I don't know what to say.
Apparently, there is a first time for everything.
Right.
May I?
That's lovely.
Oh, that's very kind.
Oh, there's something more.
Think of it as a getting out of prison present.
You once said that with two thousand pounds,
you can change the world.
You're not serious?
Apparently, I'm rich.
And the buildings are yet for sale.
Well, I'm not too late, am I? You're still interested?
Yes, of course.
More than ever.
Although I should think by the time I finished,
few thousand pounds not be nearly enough...
Are you never satisfied, woman?
might be enough for a clinic.
Clinic?
Would it pay well?
I'm afraid not.
Would the cases be interesting?
Routine, I should think.
Broken bones,
sick children,
needy women.
Sounds revolting.
Perhaps something else.
Perhaps something there.
I wondered if you might have an opening
for a partner, for an equal?
Mortimer, if you think...
Oh damn it!
Charlotte Dalrymple,
I love you.
Will you marry me?
Please don't make me beg. Not in the street.
I need to kiss you first.
Charlotte, I hardly think that in the circumstance...
- Did you like it?
- Yes, it was rather nice actually.
You so?
Not bad.
You'll get better.
Who would've thought?
Charlotte and Mortimer, together.
Life often brings together strange bedfellows.
Yes, quite...quite.
Well, all's well that ends well.
Fresh air and perambulation.
The key to mental equity and long life.
If you say so, Doctor.
Oh, look. Ducks.
You alright down there, Colonel?
Patience, Eugenia. Patience.
The empire was not built in a day.
That's very casual of you.
What are you wearing?
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