:38:03
- You can't do that!
- Don't be such a baby.
:38:05
- Kitty, give it to me.
- Who's it for?
:38:08
It's addressed to Papa.
:38:11
It's in Uncle's writing.
:38:13
Papa, there's a letter.
:38:16
- Let me catch my breath.
- It's in Uncle's writing.
:38:24
- He's found them.
- Are they married?
:38:26
- I can't make out his script.
- Give it to me.
:38:28
Are they married?
:38:30
They will be if Father settles £100
a year on her. That is his condition.
:38:34
- You will agree to this, Father?
- Of course.
:38:37
God knows how much your uncle
must've laid on that wretched man.
:38:42
What do you mean?
:38:43
No man would marry Lydia
:38:45
under so slight
a temptation as £100 a year.
:38:49
Your uncle must've been very generous.
:38:53
Do you think it a large sum?
:38:55
Wickham's a fool if he
accepts less than £10,000.
:38:58
- Heaven forbid!
- Father!
:39:02
Lydia married and at 15 too!
:39:07
Ring the bell, Kitty.
:39:09
I must put on my things and tell
Lady Lucas. Oh, to see her face.
:39:13
Tell the servants
they will have a bowl of punch.
:39:16
- We should thank our uncle.
- So he should help.
:39:19
He's far richer than us
and has no children. Daughter married!
:39:23
Is that really all you think about?
:39:25
When you have five daughters, tell me
what else will occupy your thoughts.
:39:29
Then perhaps you'll understand.
:39:32
You don't know what he's like.
:39:35
- Lydia!
- Oh, Mama!
:39:42
We passed Sarah Sims in her carriage.
:39:44
So I took off my glove
so she might see the ring.
:39:48
Then I bowed and smiled
like anything...
:39:51
I'm sure she was not
half as radiant as you, my dear.
:39:55
You must all go to Brighton.
:39:57
That is the place to get husbands.
I hope you have half my good luck.