:48:02
We must have you looking presentable
for Lord Barkis:
:48:07
Lord Barkis?
:48:09
He will make a fine husband:
:48:10
Aye: A fortuitous turn of events indeed:
:48:14
A far better prospect this time:
:48:16
But l do not love him:
You cannot make me do this:
:48:20
-We must:
-Please, l beg of you:
:48:23
There must be another way:
:48:25
Without your marriage to Lord Barkis:::
:48:27
:::we shall be forced,
penniless, into the street:
:48:30
We are destitute:
:48:32
But Victor::::
:48:33
Victor Van Dort has gone, child:
:48:36
You shall marry Lord Barkis tomorrow:
:48:42
-According to plan:
-According to plan:
:49:13
Oh, my dear:
Oh, don't look at me that way:
:49:17
You have only to suffer this union
until death do us part:
:49:21
And that will come sooner
than you think:
:49:28
Oh, it's almost dawn!
Where could he be?
:49:30
Victor Van Dort elopes with corpse!
:49:34
Heartbroken bride to wed
wealthy newcomer!
:49:38
Wealthy newcomer? lt cannot be:
:49:40
Did he say corpse?
:49:42
Oh, don't be ridiculous: What corpse
would marry our Victor?
:49:46
Oh, Mayhew!
Silence that blasted coughing: