VHS: Timbergap Manor

Good morning, Miss Irwin. Forgive me for prying, but I heard you last night...

Oh, Mr. Simpson, it's true. My wedding to MacDonald is off.

No doubt father will set me up with some other boor...

Oh, I hope not, Miss Irwin. I'm sure he'll take your words into consideration.

Perhaps I should just marry you, my father's loyal butler.

*laughter*

Oh yes, quite a joke, Miss Irwin. If you'll excuse me, I must dust the sideboard...

<bzzt>

Simpson, I know you've been having tea in the pantry with Maisie.

My lord, forgive me. I am merely offering sympathy.

The MacDonald affair hit her quite badly.

That is not your concern, Simpson. No informal meetings with my daughter. Understood?

<bzzt>

I'm leaving now, Stephen. For good.

Please, Miss Irwin. Don't use my name. If your father should hear...

Forget about my father, Stephen. Leave him. Come with me. Be with me.

Miss Irwin, you know I can never go against your father's wishes.

So this is it, then? A rejection?

No, never. I'll always be the servant of the family, and that includes you.

I don't want a servant... <sobs>

I have to help make the breakfast now, Miss Irwin.

Goodbye.