Mr. Turner Page #2
So be it.
- She's a pretty little thing.
- Thank you, Grandfather.
- We are most proud of her.
- We are indeed.
- Have you been out strolling, Aunt Sarah?
- No, niece.
I've been to collect my pension
at Leicester Fields,
it being the first of the month.
Indeed.
- Your latest infant?
- To be sure, Father.
- Of robust constitution?
- She has an excellent character.
One must trust in providence.
Colour of eye?
- Blue, as yourself.
- Splendid.
Do not forget your other daughter, sir,
whom you have deigned to neglect
these past two years.
Sit down, Georgiana.
- She is learning French.
- And music.
She is having an education.
Reading, writing, arithmetic
and geography with the globe.
Sit up straight, Georgie!
Say something in French.
- Bonjour.
- Bonjour, Papa.
- Are you keeping well?
- I am.
I was not addressing you, sir.
I enjoy good health, thank'ee.
And yourself?
We are surviving as best we can
under the circumstances.
- And what circumstances might they be?
- Straightened circumstances, sir.
But we manage
to keep body and soul together,
no thanks to your ungrateful son.
How dare you take your leave of me,
Billy Turner!
You insult me,
as you have always insulted me!
Billy!
Good evening, William.
Felicitations of the evening to you,
your Lordship.
You faring well?
Bit breathless.
Been up to the farm.
Watch the sunset,
say goodnight to the milkmaids.
Any further consideration
to mechanicalising the thresher?
You can't beat the old oxen.
- Is that so, your Lordship?
- Indeed.
We had a ploughing competition
last spring
between teams of horses
and teams of oxen.
- And the victor?
- The horses.
- Well, the ox is a sluggish beast.
- Yes, but strong.
With the added benefit, when it comes
to the end of its working life,
it makes a very succulent dish.
Unlike the horse.
Good for glue.
Ahem... your Lordship!
- A very good evening to you, sir.
- Evening, Manners.
Mr Turner.
Are we not blessed by the heavens
to witness so glorious
a crepuscular time of day?
Imbecile.
Continuing satisfaction
as to the arrangement, your Lordship?
I think we have successfully achieved
the correct effect, William.
Thank you.
- Good evening, Nat.
- Oh, good evening, my Lord.
- Good evening, Miss Coggins.
- Your Lordship, Turner.
- How's your father faring, William?
- Oh, bearing up, your Lordship.
Very gracious of you to inquire.
We thought we'd lost him
this last winter, a very harsh one.
He came through.
He's a hardy old cove.
Excellent.
- See you at dinner.
- Indeed.
Exceedingly beautiful.
You are too kind.
I'm familiar with the melody, but...
- Herr Beethoven.
- Ah!
The "Pathtique".
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