The Heart of Me

For as much as it hath pleased

Almighty God in His great mercy...

...to take unto Himself the soul

of our dear brother here departed,...

...we therefore commit his body

to the ground;

...earth to earth, ashes to ashes,...

...dust to dust,...

...in sure and certain hope of

the resurrection to eternal life...

...through Our Lord Jesus Christ,...

...who shall change our vile body...

...that it may be like unto

His glorious body...

...according to the mighty working...

...whereby He is able to subdue

all things to Himself.

Settling in?

Yes, I think so.

- Is Anthony all right?

- He's with Nanny.

He's tired. We're all tired.

I had the last of the roses

cut for you.

Seemed a shame at the time.

Now the weather's changed, I'm glad.

Thanks for this, Madeleine.

I shan't stay long.

As long as you like.

Some time in London

will cheer you up.

Your clothes will be creased.

I'll have Betty press them.

Dinah will find it difficult.

She takes things to heart.

He was awfully proud of Madeleine,

but Dinah made him... happy.

- Sorry.

- Not at all, Madeleine.

- I'll say goodbye.

- Goodbye, Mama.

Bye, now.

Betty will see me out.

- Everything all right?

- Yes. She gave me these.

- Pa loved these.

- And a box of papers.

I'm the man of the family now,

apparently.

I suppose that's right.

She asked me to look out for Dinah.

Of course.

Poor Dinah.

What have you lost?

You looked as though

you'd lost something.

No.

Wasn't tired.

Didn't want to wake Madeleine.

- It's raining.

- Yes,...

...I shall get wet.

Dinah?

Shall I go after her?

No. Come to bed.

Oh, bad luck, Jack!

Come on.

To show what a good loser I am,

how about dinner?

Presence required at home,

I'm afraid.

Madeleine's secured

another prospect for Dinah.

- Lord, she is tenacious.

- Indeed.

- An end to the happy harem, then?

- I doubt it'll come to that.

- Dinah has a way of seeing them off.

- I can imagine.

I think this improves it, don't you?

Oh, yes, Auntie.

- Don' t you love your Auntie Dinah?

- Yes.

Just give me a little kiss, please!

Powder. There, you have a little too.

Lots and lots and lots.

Auntie Dinah!

- There you are, Rickie.

- Here I am.

Seen Dinah?

Yes, she's upstairs with Anthony.

Poor chap had a bad dream.

- Oh?

- Well, it's all over now.

She didn't get him out of bed?

Er, no, no.

Dinah's dressed, at least?

She looks... terribly attractive.

Good.

I think this chap's

rather serious about her.

Do you like him?

- Charles?

- Mm.

I think he'd be kind to her.

- Do you think she is?

- What's that?

Attractive.

Dinah.

- Yes, I think she's...

- Mysterious, perhaps?

But cold.

Cold?

Oh, yes. It's what

they all discover in the end.

- Thanks, we'll definitely go again.

- Oh, good.

- Being well entertained, Charles?

- I'm having a wonderful time.

We're delighted you could come.

I think this is the smartest house

in London!

- Is this the moment to pop over?

- Absolutely.

Do excuse me.

Charles, how are you?

- I couldn't be happier.

- Good.

Trust me, Dinah,

you could do a lot worse.

Trust me, Madeleine, I already have.

You sound like one of those

cynical sexy novels.

You haven't been reading those again?

Dinah, did it ever occur to you

I actually worry about you?

You're really happy for us?

Well, of course.

Dinah had a fit when I suggested

asking your permission.

Did she, did she?

But I... I thought...

with the father being gone...

Very proper of you.

We couldn't be happier, really.

- She's a great girl.

- She really is.

- They both are.

- Mm.

And you'd already bagged

the pretty one.

Charles? Will you walk me through?

Of course.

Delighted.

There they are, both grown men,...

...in their birthday suits, and all

Rickie can say to the poor woman...

...is "Oh, Mrs Upex,...

...what a sight we must be.

I trust you'll overlook the shock."

Dinah and I have an announcement.

We...

We...

We...

We're engaged. To be married.

I'm so pleased, congratulations.

Sarah, champagne, please.

Now, everybody...

Now, I want you all

to raise your glasses to...

...Dinah and Charles.

- Dinah and Charles!

Didn't I tell you he was the one?

Yes, you did.

Let's just hope Dinah

doesn't muck it up.

I was thinking of having a nightcap.

Would you like one?

I'm fine.

All right.

You're not going through with this.

Rickie?

Break it off, Dinah.

What?

Break it off.

Dinah?

All right.

He was perfect, this man.

Dinah plainly disagreed.

Well, not perfect, perhaps.

But he was quite a catch for her.

Dinah may not be the most elegant

creature but she has... passion.

She collects passions.

Psychiatry, Negro sculpture, now it's

art school. It's pure pretension.

Oh, Madeleine, listen to yourself.

She knows perfectly well

you've got a train to catch.

- Sorry. Sorry.

- You've missed her.

I know. I had to wait in

for some chairs to be delivered.

Chairs?

Yes. You sound surprised.

I imagined you lying around on

rush matting or piles of Trotsky.

So,...

...what did Mother say about Charles?

She was shocked but hardly surprised.

She asked how you were funding

this little escapade.

I'm sharing with this girl

from my life class.

All the same...

I've had some help.

Anyone I know?

Don't think so.

You've put us all

in a very awkward position.

Forgive me, I thought that preferable

to marrying a man I didn't love.

Love?

Yes.

You'll learn it takes more than love

to sustain a marriage, Dinah.

Do you find?

- Madeleine, I'm sorry.

- I have to collect Rickie's collars.

- Oh.

- Anthony's expecting me home.

Right.

- Come and see us soon.

- Yes.

- I'm back.

- Mr. Masters?

I put the letter of acceptance

on your desk.

Thank you.

Pleasant weekend, Mr. Masters.

You too, Miss Matthews.

- Good evening.

- Good evening.

Five and six, guv'nor.

Thank you very much.

Come in.

Well, I hope you like it.

We're only just getting set up.

No, I do, it's all...

It's very...

- Picture's by Bridie.

- Oh...

- Good, don't you think?

- I'm sure.

I'll tell her.

She hasn't much confidence.

No.

Is she...

Out.

Well,...

...I just wanted to make sure

you were...

I'm shaking.

All the way here I kept thinking,...

...I'm a dead man now.

- But you're not.

- No.

No, I'm alive.

I'm alive.

It's all right, darling.

Go back to sleep.

Why haven't you got a drink

in your hand?

- What's her name?

- Violet. So sweet.

- Dinah.

- Hm?

How are you?

I'm worried my petals

are going to wilt before midnight.

Oh, they're lovely.

- You haven't brought Bridie.

- I wasn't sure she'd fit in.

- We liked the painting enormously.

- Oh, good!

Very original. We have to find

somewhere to hang it now.

Dinah, what d'you make of Jack?

Jack?

Oh. Harmless enough, I suppose.

His wife led him a ghastly dance.

Why don't I re-introduce you?

All right.

You go on.

I'll join you.

- Sorry to monopolise your husband.

- Quite all right.

As long as you found him amusing.

- No.

- Well, thank you very much.

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