Love & Friendship Page #2

[woman speaking French]

Susan:
Yes, Frederick, I see

you have quite an appetite.

You will grow tall and

handsome like your uncle.

- [Frederick giggles]

- Ellen:
Fred, dear, be good.

[speaking French]

Ellen:

Don't touch that.

[crash]

Frederick, be careful.

Oh, I'm so sorry.

- No, not at all.

- Les enfants...

Such a family resemblance.

Rather moves me.

You'll want to change.

No, no. Let's have our tea

while it's still warm.

Mrs. Cross is a genius

with fabrics.

- You sure?

- Oh, yes.

How much Frederick reminds

me of his dear uncle.

Do you think there's a resemblance?

Oh, remarkable.

The eyes.

Weren't Frederick Vernon's eyes brown?

I refer more to the shape

and slope of the brow.

Oh.

I must thank you for this visit.

I'm afraid the short notice

must have come as a surprise.

Only because I understood you

to be so happily settled at Langford.

Well, it's true Lady Manwaring and

her husband made me feel very welcome,

but their outgoing dispositions

led them so often into society.

I might have tolerated

such a life at one time,

but the loss of a husband such as

Mr. Vernon cannot be borne easily.

To stay with you here at your...

charming environment

became my fondest wish.

I was happy to have the chance to meet.

Might I confide something?

Langford was not ideal for my daughter.

Her education has been neglected,

for which I fault myself.

Mr. Vernon's illness prevented

me from giving her the attention

that both duty and affection required.

I therefore placed her at this

excellent school: Miss Somers-Keeve's.

I trust Frederica will visit soon.

Well, a visit, as delightful

as that might be,

would represent so many hours and days

deducted from the grand

affair of education,

and I'm afraid Frederica can't

afford such deductions.

But she'll come for Christmas.

Alas, no.

Miss Somers could only give her the

concentrated attention she requires then.

- I'm so sorry.

- Not at all.

If you'll excuse me,

I'll give it to Mrs. Cross,

who, when rested, craves activity.

Once she's applied her genius to it,

all traces of little Frederick's

interesting design will disappear.

The fees at Frederica's school

are far too high

to even think of paying.

So in a sense it's an economy.

Yes, although Mrs. Cross

is upstairs resting.

I confess to curiosity

to know this lady,

to see firsthand her bewitching powers.

- Is she as beautiful as they say?

- You worry me, Reginald.

Don't. I understand Lady Susan

possesses a degree of captivating deceit

- which might be pleasing to detect.

- You truly worry me.

Good evening.

What charming expressions.

Susan, uh, let me introduce

my brother Reginald DeCourcy.

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