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an intense love of mine...

that my weakness in the execution

of it is the cause of great pain...

And, at times,

greater embarrassment.

Y... you see, I refuse to accept that

I am so untalented at something...

that touches me so deeply,

I... I simply believe

that I've not yet...

discovered the key that

will unlock the gift.

I know.

Really?

Yes. That...

that's the exact thing.

Every night I include a mention

of it in my prayers.

I thought that I was alone.

Oh.

Do you suppose it's

possible that we could...

I... I live with my sister and... and her

five children while I seek employment.

And our situation doesn't allow...

for such frivolity as

musical instruments.

But do you suppose that it would

ever be possible that we could...

You are brave.

I am not, so much.

I so want to find favor

with you. Please...

Please... please don't believe that I am

so much a fool as I appear with you.

I can't seem...

I can't seem to...

Here's another.

Good day.

Mr. Townsend?

We would be pleased to extend

the use of our piano.

Is tomorrow too soon...

for our Sloper-Townsend

music society to commence?

No. Not...

Not too soon. Yes.

Your aunt is leaving.

You'll have to excuse me,

Mr. Townsend.

I have the most

fortuitous headache.

Of course.

Excuse me.

Aunt?

Hmm?

I can hardly be an audience to

you and Mr. Townsend forever.

I've neglected my duties

shamelessly these past weeks.

Besides, most young ladies crave

time alone with their beaux.

He is not my beau.

Mr. Townsend's interest

is in the piano.

Accomplished as Mr. Townsend

may be in many areas,

he's no Frederic Chopin.

And even Mr. chopin would be

hard-pressed to travel...

five times a week for four weeks

across town in an omnibus...

to practice on an instrument

so in need of tuning.

Besides, I have the young

man's confidence.

He's come a-courting.

Take Mr. Byron's advice:

"Be warm, but pure.

Be amorous, but be chaste."

No, no!

Go. Go.

Are you afraid to be

alone with me? Hmm?

Mm, mm, no.

Just does not seem quite proper.

Is proper so important to you?

Is a stroll in the park proper?

Will that make you happy?

You know,

I ask for nothing more.

Eh, we... you do.

Good afternoon, Doctor.

Good afternoon.

How do you do?

Afternoon.

Lovely day, Doctor.

They're rather humble, I'm afraid.

No, they're lovely.

Oh, but they pale in

comparison to you.

Maureen said you wanted

to see me, Austin?

Would you care for some port?

Oh, my.

There.

This is my favorite time of day,

watching the sun go down...

as the city winds to a close,

so peaceful and quiet.

It quite lulls one...

into a sense of restful

tranquility.

Absolutely false, as it happens,

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