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you don't know what Gold Cup day is?

Cancel this appointment.

His Excellency has assured me

that the matter can't wait.

Fighting has broken out on the frontier.

- And unless immediate action...

- Why don't you invite him to Cransden?

Good idea.

Tell His Excellency I want to give this

serious matter my undivided attention.

- A meeting in the calm of the country...

- Undisturbed by affairs of state.

Exactly,

conducive to tranquil deliberation...

...da-dum, da-dum, da-dum, da-dum.

And tell him to bring his racing clothes.

Albanians must surely like racing.

They do have horses out there,

don't they?

To shoot at each other from, I think.

Well, then, do something, Taylor.

I must go.

You won't be down in time for dinner,

I suppose?

No, I'll have it on the train.

Very good of you to do this.

Very good of you indeed.

Not at all. It will be a pleasure.

John.

- Is the dressing bell gone, Norwood?

- A few minutes ago, my lord.

That ambassador arrived.

I put him in the Gladstone room.

Oh, have you?

The plug doesn't work there.

Well, Albania's not a very big country,

is it, my lord?

No.

He seemed in quite a stew

when he arrived.

He's got fighting on his frontier.

Oh, has he?

Darling?

I'm in here, darling.

- How many for dinner?

- Oh, just the guests.

I've kept the big night

for tomorrow's victory celebration.

Oh, please find me my slippers.

Be an angel.

Well, where's your maid got to?

Still at her rendezvous

with her boyfriend, I suppose.

She's never here.

Why don't you get rid of her?

For being in love?

Well, she shouldn't mix business

with pleasure to that extent.

How beautiful English.

They keep that distinction, darling,

even in France.

Oh, thank you.

Oh, God, I look awful.

You look absolutely ravishing.

No, I know how I look,

and it's how I feel. Awful.

So tired.

Well, maybe it's time

you had a little holiday.

Holiday?

Yes.

Do you really mean that?

Yes, of course.

It might be a good idea.

This place and the London house

and Baldarney do rather wear me out.

In the autumn, could you

make do with a housekeeper, Charles?

But I've already got three.

I mean one very superior one.

I will find you

someone magnificently efficient.

I'm sure.

But it's rather a large cold bed to sleep

with only a hot water bottle for too long.

It won't be too long. Just a few weeks.

That's too long.

- Still, I haven't refused you much.

- No, you haven't.

You should refuse me more, darling.

What do you mean by that?

That I love you, I suppose.

Darling, I do adore you.

Oh, you'll be late.

I've missed you for days.

Days?

We never see each other in the days.

Nights, I admit,

are a more significant loss.

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