Sense And Sensibility Page #4

seven days is enough for others.

- Or seven hours. in this case.

- I feel I know him already.

Had I more shallow feelings, I could

perhaps conceal them as you do.

- I'm sorry ...

- Don't trouble yourself, Marianne.

I do not understand her.

Marianne ...

- Haven't you finished yet?

- No. Patience.

You're not going to deny us

beef as well as sugar?

- There is nothing under ten pence.

- Do you want us to starve?

No.

Just not to eat beef.

If my behaviour was improper,

I should be sensible of it.

It has caused impertinent remarks.

Do you not doubt your discretion?

If Mrs. Jennings' remarks prove

impropriety, we are all offending.

Good morning, Colonel.

Miss Dashwood. Miss Marianne.

I come to issue an invitation.

A picnic on my estate

at Delaford.

If you would care to join us

on Thursday next.

Mrs. Jenning's daughter and husband

are travelling up especially.

We should be delighted, Colonel.

I will, of course, be including

Mr. Willoughby in the party.

I should be delighted to join you.

Good morning, Miss Dashwood.

Good morning, Colonel.

The colonel has invited us

to Delaford.

- I hear you have a fine pianoforte.

- A Broadwood Grand.

- Then I shall play for you all.

- We shall look forward to it.

- Your sister seems very happy.

- She does not hide her emotions.

Her romantic prejudices

tend to set propriety at naught.

- She is wholly unspoilt.

- Rather too unspoilt.

The sooner she is acquainted with

the ways of the world, the better.

I knew a lady with the same

sweetness of temper -

- who was forced into a

better acquaintance with the world.

The result was only

ruination and despair.

Do not desire it. Miss Dashwood.

Col. Brandon's lawn

is perfect for kite launching.

Mind the pretty ribbons.

Imagine my surprise when Charlotte

and her master appeared with Lucy.

The last person I expected to see.

She came to join in the fun.

There is no such luxury at home.

I'd not seen you for so long.

You sly thing! It was the Dashwoods

she wanted to see.

I've heard nothing but "Dashwood"

for I don't know how long.

What do you think of them? My mother

wrote of little else in her letters.

- Are they not as she described?

- Nothing like.

You are quite rude today.

He's to be an MP. and he is forced

to make everybody like him.

- I said nothing so irrational.

- Mr. Palmer's so droll.

Here he comes!

Now you shall see, Charlotte.

Hello, Mr. Willoughby!

You must meet my daughter Charlotte,

and Mr. Palmer.

- Andyour cousin, Miss Lucy Steele.

- Welcome toyour party.

May I sit beside you?

I've longed to meet you. I've heard

nothing but praise for you.

Sir John and Mrs. Jennings are

too excessive in their compliments.

The praise came from another source.

One not inclined to exaggeration.

What can this be?

Is Col. Brandon here?

- My horse!

- What's the matter?

- I must away to London.

- Impossible!

We can't picnic withoutyour host.

Come up to town tomorrow.

- Or wait until we return.

- I can't afford to lose one minute.

- Forgive me.

- I hope it's nothing serious.

Upon my soul,

this is all very unusual.

- Frailty, thy name is Brandon.

- Some cannot bear pleasure.

You are a wicked pair.

Col. Brandon will be missed.

Why? Everyone speaks well of him,

but no one remembers to talk to him.

Nonsense. He is highly respected

at Barton Park.

- Which is enough censure in itself.

- Really, Willoughby.

Come, come, Mr. Impudence.

I know your wicked ways.

Reveal your beau. No secrets between

friends. I'll winkle it out of you.

I'll have you married to the colonel

by tea, or I'll swallow my bonnet.

- As if you could marry him.

- Why should you dislike him?

Because he threatened me with rain

when I wanted it fine.

He found fault with my high flyer

and will not buy my brown mare.

If it will be

of satisfaction to you, -

- I believe his character to be. in

all other respects, irreproachable.

In return for this acknowledgement,

don't deny me the privilege -

- of disliking him

as much as I adore ...

... this cottage.

- I have plans for improvements.

- That. I will never consent to.

Not a stone must be added

to its walls.

Were I rich enough, I'd rebuild

Combe Magna to this exact image.

- With a fire that smokes?

- Especially the fire that smokes.

Then I'd be as happy at Combe

as I've been at Barton.

But this place has one claim on

my affections none other can share.

Promise never to change it.

I'm honoured you risk your honour by

seeing me to the gate unaccompanied.

- That is what Elinor would say.

- And she would be right.

Miss Marianne, will you grant me

an interview tomorrow ... alone?

- Willoughby, we are always alone.

- But there is ...

There is something very particular

I should like to ask you.

Of course. I shall ask Mamma

if I may stay behind from church.

Thank you.

Until tomorrow. then.

Oh. Virtue ...

Silently and with fear, enter the

hearts of all that hear me this day.

Will he kneel down when he asks her?

They always kneel down.

What is wrong, dearest?

Willoughby?

What is the matter?

Forgive me ...

I am sent ...

Lady Allen exercised the privilege

of riches upon a dependent cousin.

- She is sending me to London.

- This morning?

What a disappointment. Your business

won't detain you for long, I hope?

You are kind. but I have no idea of

returning immediately to Devonshire.

- I am invited only once a year.

- Can you wait foryour invitation?

My engagements are of such a

nature ... I dare not flatter my ...

It's folly to linger in this manner.

I will not torment myself further.

Willoughby, come back!

Ask Betsy to make a cup of tea

for Marianne.

- What is wrong, my love?

- Do not ask me questions.

- They must have quarrelled.

- That is unlikely.

Perhaps Lady Allen disapproves

of his regard for Marianne.

- An excuse to send him away.

- Then why did he not say so?

- It's not like him to be secretive.

- What do you suspect?

- Why was his manner so guilty?

- You think he's been acting a part?

- No. He loves her. I am sure.

- Of course!

Has he left her any assurance

of his return?

Ask if he proposed.

No! I cannot force a confidence

from Marianne. Neither should you.

We must trust her to confide in us

in her own time.

There was something underhand

in his manner.

You will think the worst of him.

I give him the benefit of my

good opinion. He deserves no less.

I am very fond of Willoughby.

Mamma ... Mamma!

She would not let me in.

- If only this rain would stop.

- If only youwould stop.

'Twas you took her off my hands,

Mr. Palmer. A good bargain, too.

Now I have the whip hand over you,

for you cannot give her back.

Marianne, play with us. Looking at

the weather will not bring him back.

- She ate nothing at dinner.

- We're all forlorn these days.

Dear Miss Dashwood, perhaps now

we might haveyour ... discussion.

-your discussion?

- I've longed to ask you something.

You might think me impertinent.

It is an odd question.

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