[dramatic orchestral music] [up-tempo piano music] Come.

Come and sit by me.

Rosy.

I'm afraid this will hurt you, but there are things we must face together.

Ever since our marriage, our expenses have exceeded our income, and I've been forced to borrow against the security of our furniture and plate.

I still hope this will be a temporary expedient.

After all, we are owed almost as much as we owe others.

But, well, these things must be done in what Middlemarch calls the proper way, and... tomorrow, some men are coming to make an inventory of the furniture.

It...

It's only a security.

They're not coming to take anything away.

Just to make a list of what we are offering as, security.

Have you asked Papa for money?

No, of course not.

[Rosy] Then I shall.

No, Rosy, I don't wish you to do that.

In any case, it's too late.

No, you can send the men away tomorrow when they come.

That isn't possible, and I must insist your father isn't told, unless I choose to tell him.

Maybe your Uncle Godwin would help if we were to go and visit him again.

We're not wanted at my uncle's, Rosy.

You don't know everything, Tertius, Captain Lydgate said Sir Godwin had the highest opinion of his nephew's talents, and that Mrs. Lydgate was the most beautiful woman that ever graced the table there.

Those are the words of a coxcomb trying to turn your head with flattery.

Understand me when I tell you that it is useless to appeal to my family for help.

Then why do you tell me at all?

What do you want from me?

What can I do?

Try not to grieve.

We shall weather it.

We must somehow change our way of living.

I have been a thoughtless rascal, but you're so clever that if you turn your mind to managing, you'll soon school me into carefulness.

Can we not leave Middlemarch, and go to London, Tertius, or Bath, or to Durham, where your family is known?

We can go nowhere without money, Rosamond.

Come, look.

This is Spooner's account.

He tells me he will take a good deal of the plate back again and any of the jewelry we like.

He is being very good about it.

Are we to go without knives and forks then?

No, of course not.

See...

I have marked a number of things here that we rarely use, I have not marked any of the jewelry.

No, it is useless for me to look.

You must return what you please.

[door closing] [door slamming] Here is all the jewelry you ever gave me.

You can return what you like of it, and any of the plate as well.

Please don't expect me to stay at home tomorrow.

I shall go to Papa's.

And when will you come back?

Oh, in the evening, you needn't worry, I shan't mention the subject to Mama.

Rosy!

Now we're married, you shouldn't leave me by myself in the first trouble that has come to us.

I shall do everything it becomes me to do.

Well... it is surely better to manage the thing ourselves and let the servants see as little of it as possible.

Very well, I will stay at home.

Thank you.

I shan't touch your jewels.

I shall write out a list of plate that we can return.

We shall not miss that, oh, there's no ink.

Here, Tertius let me get it for you.

Oh, Rosy, come, let us make the best of things.

It will only be for a time.

Kiss me.

[melancholic orchestral music] [Mrs. Cadwallader] Hello Dorothea.

Just in time.

You see, Mrs. Cadwallader.

I am not yet run into madness or melancholy.

I see, my dear very well, and with very great pleasure.

Dear Dodo, do take off that cap.

I'm sure it makes you feel ill. Oh, not at all, I'm used to it now.

I feel rather exposed when it's off.

I must see you without it.

It makes us all warm.

[Chettam] Ah much better.

No need to make a slavery of mourning, not amongst your friends.

My dear Celia a widow must wear her mourning for at least a year.

But not if she marries again before the end of it.

Oh, that is very rare I hope.

No friend of ours ever committed herself in that way, except Mrs. Beaver, and severely she was punished for it.

They say Captain Beaver dragged her about by the hair and held up loaded pistols at her.

Oh, but if she took the wrong man.

Any marriage is wrong then, first or second.

But if she can marry blood, beauty, and bravery, the sooner the better.

I think that the subject of this conversation is very ill-chosen.

Suppose we change it?

Well not on my account I have quite other thoughts about my life.

I shall never marry again.

You see I have been thinking about what to do at Lowick.

I'm going to build a kind of colony there, where everybody shall live and everybody shall work, and the work should be done well.

I want to know everyone of the people and be their friend.

I will have consultations with Mr. Garth, he will tell me what is possible and how to go about it.

Well.

Oh, Dodo, well then you'll be happy if you have plans again.

[cups clink] [baby cries] And so will little Arthur.

[baby cries] Arthur says when he grows up he will have great plans and consult with Mr. Garth about them everyday.

Won't you baby?

[horses clomping] [Lydgate] I feel as if I've been losing control of my life Farebrother.

I neglect my private practice for the new hospital.

Bills mount up, I seem to have lost some intellectual edge I once had.

Oh, come, your work on cholera is widely admired.

Any fool could have done that.

It's simply a matter of public education and better standards of cleanliness.

I wanted to do something fundamental, discover what primal unit of life it is, oh, God, I can't even manage my own household budget it seems.

[dogs barking] Well there you have a lovely wife to share the burden with you.

Yes, she's lovely isn't she?

My wife is after all a lovely woman.

[dogs barking] I must be going.

I have kept you up too late.

Lydgate, you were a great help to me not so long ago, but your helping me to the curacy of Lowick, has enabled me to change the course of my life, and for the better.

I don't wish to embarrass you, but is there any way that I can help you now?

Not unless you are very rich.

No I've dug myself in but I shall dig myself out.

Ah forgive me Farebrother.

I'm not usually such a bear.

It's only money after all.

I'd site the cottages on higher ground than you have them here.

That's marshy ground down in that hollow.

Drain it as many times as you like, you'd never get rid of the damp.

It'll have to be leveled.

[sheep baying] It seems likely you'll lose some land to the railway.

There's a great deal of fear and doubt about it amongst the farmers, but I see it as an opportunity.

The compensation will help finance your colony.

Good.

And do you think we might build a cottage industry here at Lowick?

-I thought perhaps a pottery.

-Aye, why not?

The clay is good hereabouts, and people will always be wanting crocks.

I'll go back and make up new working drawings and cost the whole thing up directly.

Excellent, excellent, good work to do, just the sort of meat I like to get my teeth into.

You have made me very happy today.

It will involve great expense.

Oh, I don't mind about that Mr. Garth.

[street bustling] [upbeat piano music] [Rosy] We are like two prisoners, aren't we?

-Are we?

-I think so.

I am a prisoner of poverty.

We are both prisoners of gossip, and you are a prisoner of love.

-I believe.

-Oh?

Tertius wondered why you stayed on so long in Middlemarch, after saying you were leaving.

I said, I think I know, there is a powerful magnet in this neighborhood.

To be sure, no one knows that better than you.

I speak of Ms. Casaubon.

What a romance it would make, jealous old husband laying a plan to spoil his young wife's happiness.

Making a will in which she would forfeit her property if she marries his young cousin.

And then I'm sure the end will be thoroughly romantic.

Where did you here this?

From my brother Fred.

I thought everyone in the county had heard of it.

You mean you didn't know of it yourself?

No, I did not.

Great God.

I dare say she will like you better than the property.

When shall we hear about the marriage?

Never.

You will never hear of it.

[birds tweeting] It's an outrage that that young adventurer Ladislaw is still walking about Middlemarch, proud as a peacock as if he had every right to.

Well I suppose he has Sir James.

I know it's a disgrace to be a foreigner, but unfortunately it's not yet a crime.

Come, come it is no joking matter Mrs. Cadwallader.

I suppose the whole county knows by now about the terms of Casaubon's will.

By remaining here he makes Dorothea a subject of gossip and speculation.

Yes, you're quite right, and from what I hear he's done very little for young Mrs. Lydgate's reputation either.

I've been wondering how I could broach the matter to Dorothea without, well without, it is damnably difficult forgive me.

Enough, I understand.

You shall be innocent.

I don't mean innocent of any consequence only, only it's desirable Dorothea should know that there are reasons why she should not receive him again, and I really can't say so to her.

It will come lightly from you.

Trust me Sir James, trust me.

Oh, I hear you're going to Tipton my dear, may I come with you?

Young Mr. Ladislaw as I understand it is still not gone from Middlemarch.

That report was a false one.

He prefers apparently to spend his day warbling with your Doctor Lydgate's wife, or lying on her rug some say, but people from manufacturing towns were always disreputable.

Mrs. Cadwallader you began by saying that one report was false, why should this one not be false as well?

I shall not hear evil spoken of Mr. Ladislaw, he has suffered too much injustice already.

Well heaven grant it my dear.

I mean that all bad tales may be false.

But it is a pity that young Lydgate married one of the Middlemarch girls.

I mean wasn't he the son of somebody?

Ah well, one cannot be wise for other people.

[horse clopping] Ooh, a chill breeze.

I do not know why we English stubbornly persevere with open carriages.

[dramatic orchestral music] I know you don't want believe it, Dorothea, but it would be scandalous if you received him.

[dramatic orchestral music] Mr. Bambridge!

I'm needing a first rate gig horse.

I don't suppose you'd know of one that would fit the bill?

Ah ha, that I do Mr. Hawley.

A nice little gray over at Pickling.

I am getting out.

Don't distress yourselves dear ladies.

I know when I'm not wanted, I have friends.

Take care with that portmanteau, you ruffian.

Give us some money.

Off with you, go on!

You find John Raffles at a temporary low ebb in his fortunes.

I have to visit a dear friend, old Nick Bulstrode of Stone Court.

Mr. Bulstrode?

A friend yours sir?

Oh, Nick is a dear friend.

Are you going that way sir?

I can take ya.

Nick'll pay.

Oh, he's paid before and he'll pay again.

Oh, loves to see me, loves to pay.

[horse neighing] You're a saint and a Christian, sir.

Say no more sir, you're very welcome.

Such a pity that your uncle had to run away to France and shut up the home.

I wonder when he's coming home.

[birds singing] Will you come in, Mrs. Cadwallader?

No, my dear, I shall just take a walk through the garden.

Good afternoon, Mrs. Kell.

Uncle's asked me to sort a few things out for him.

-Oh, but Mrs. Casaubon.

-I'm sure he knows.

Mr. Ladislaw is here.

Oh, thank you Mrs. Kell.

I wrote to you today.

I am going away immediately, and I could not go without speaking to you again.

I thought we had parted when you come to Lowick many weeks ago.

Yes, but when we spoke before I was dreaming that I might come back some day.

I don't think I ever will now.

I wanted to say that I have only lately heard the terms of Mr. Casaubon's will.

They insult me grossly, both in your eyes, and in the eyes of others.

I wanted to say that under no circumstances would I have given men the chance of saying that I sought money under the pretext of seeking something else.

There was no need of any safeguard against me.

Your wealth is safeguard enough.

I'm sure no safeguard was ever needed against you.

I must go.

What will you do?

Oh, I shall work away at the first thing that offers.

I suppose one gets a habit of doing without happiness or hope.

Oh, what sad words.

There are things a man can only go through once in his life.

This experience has happened to me while I am still very young, that's all.

What I care for more than I can ever care for anything else, is absolutely forbidden me.

I have never done you any injustice.

Please remember me.

How can you say that?

As if I were not in danger of forgetting everything else.

[dark orchestral music] [mumbling] [Raffles] Aye, I must have caught a chill on the road, somewhere around Stoney Stanton.

It's a cold damp place is Stoney Stanton.

Warming up now, warming up.

Oh, Nicky's good boy, you can say what you like.

Are you there, Nicky?

Oh, bugger me I'm talking to myself.

I don't understand it, Nicholas.

Surely he has no further claim on us.

He is one of God's creatures, Harriet, that is his claim.

If thou doest it for the least of my brethren, thou doest it for me.

-But, Nicholas-- -I know my dear, he is repulsive, degraded, but you need to not see or speak to him.

Mrs. Abel will tend to his needs.

And I shall send him away at first light tomorrow in my own carriage.

You are very good, Nicholas.

I knew him in other days, before he had sunk so deep.

Nick?

Nicky old man.

Oh.

come and keep my company.

[Raffles mumbling] [dark orchestral music] [Bulstrode] Wake up!

Wake up, sir.

-Nick, I thought you-- -You be silent sir and hear what have to say.

My carriage will be here in 10 minutes, at seven o'clock, and I shall conduct you as far as Ilsley myself.

I will furnish you with a reasonable sum, but if you present yourself here again, if you return to Middlemarch, if you use your tongue against me, you will have to live on such fruits as your malice can bring you.

I know the worst you can do against me and I shall brave it if you dare to thrust yourself on me gain.

Now get up sir, and do as I order you, or I shall send for the constable to take you off my premises.

But he will return, if death doesn't take him first.

Why do you allow him to torment me so?

[dark orchestral music] Bit more to the left there.

Right, let's check the next 50.

Off you go.

To your left a bit.

Them railway men taking the same measurements, Mr. Garth?

That's right, Tom.

[workers murmuring] We're all at the same work today.

We'll we with them by and by.

[man] Damn those railwaymen.

They country's overrun by them!

They be cutting this land into sixes and sevens.

[man] Go cut up land in another parish!

Come on let's get 'em lads.

[men shouting] Mr. Garth, look.

Go down and see what's happening, Tom.

[man] Get back here, you!

[men shouting] What are you doing?

Give 'em all the same medicine!

Tom!

Tom?

What are you playing at you damn fools?

You come down here, young master.

I'll teach you a lesson.

You get down off that horse.

I'll go around with you.

Don't be a damn fool, man.

You're a coward, you are.

I'll see you hanged or transported, every last one of you, if you've killed that boy!

Well, we were only out for a bit of fun.

Weren't we, lads?

[all] Aye.

Only a bit of fun.

How is he, Mr. Garth?

He's just coming round.

He can have my horse and go on up to Yodrell's farm.

They'll take care of him.

I'd best go and speak with them.

-You all right Tom?

-Yeah.

Why now lads, how's this then?

Someone's been telling you lies.

The railroad does no harm.

Does no harm?

They make cows cast their calves, and carve a great slice through a poor man's land, and the law says nothing to it.

Nonsense, the railway's a good thing.

Good for big folk to make money out on.

What about the poor man, Mr. Garth?

If times are hard, it's not the railway makes them so.

Those men are on this land legally, and if you meddle with them, then it will only mean the constable and the handcuffs and Middlemarch jail.

So, what's it to be lads?

Live and let live?

Live and let live.

No need for you to stir up trouble.

I seen lots of new things come up since I were a young 'un.

The war, the peace, the canals, it's all alike to the poor man.

The big folks makes money, and the poor man gets pushed aside.

But then you're for the big folks, Mr. Garth.

We're all sorry about the lad, like.

Didn't mean him no harm.

You'll tell him that?

I will, Timothy.

All right then, lads.

Up you get, there you go.

You feeling better now Tom?

I'm all right, Mr. Garth.

Good lad.

Well, that's my day's work gone.

I could help you, Miister Garth.

Aye, Fred, you could.

Do you think I'm too old to learn your business?

Do you think I might be any good in it?

I thought you were for the church, Fred.

No, I don't want to go into the church, Mr. Garth, and Mary won't have me if I do.

And I know a bit about land and cattle, and you know I used to wish for land of my own.

Well, to learn to manage land for others would be the next best thing.

What have you said to your father about this?

Nothing yet, I don't like to disappoint him.

But how could I know, when I was 15, what would be right for me to do?

My education was a mistake.

I know I have no claim on you, Mr. Garth, quite the opposite in fact.

No, no, Fred.

You have a claim.

The young ones always have a claim on the old to help them forward.

Come to my office tomorrow, at nine, and we'll talk about it.

Nine sharp, mind.

Thank you, Mr. Garth.

Thank you with all my heart.

Right, let's get this work done.

You have thrown away your education and gone down a step in life, when I'd hoped to see you rise.

Well, I've no more to say, I wash my hands of you.

I only hope when you've a son of your own, he'll make you a better return for all the pains you spend on him.

I'm sorry that we differ, Father.

I hope you won't object to my remaining at home.

I shall be able to pay for my board now, and I would wish to, of course.

Well of course your mother would want you to stay, and board be hanged, you're still my boy, Fred.

Let's hear no more of that nonsense.

I shall keep no horse for you.

You understand?

And you can pay for your own tailor.

You'll do with a suit or two less, I fancy, when you have to pay for 'em!

Will you shake hands with me, Father?

Oh, yes, yes, yes.

Yes.

Say no more about it.

[Caleb] It's come about as I thought, Susan.

The children are fond of each other, Fred and Mary, I mean.

I believe they love each other, Susan.

I think she'll be the making of him.

Oh.

Fred has asked me to teach him farm management, and surveying, and the whole business.

Caleb, our Mary could have had a man worth 20 Fred Vincys, Mr. Farebrother.

Of course, now that Fred has used him as an envoy there is an end to that!

Well, that would have made me very proud and happy.

But you took me, though I was a plain man.

The lad is good at bottom, Susan, and he loves and honors our Mary beyond anything.

It would break him to lose her.

He's put his soul in my hands, and I must do my best for him, so help me God.

It's my duty, Susan.

[gentle flute music] Bless you, Caleb.

Our children have a good father.

The best naturedest, the most handsome young man in Middlemarch, to want to marry such a plain, low little thing.

To give up the church to be an estate manager.

It's very lowering Vincy.

I'm quite cut up about it.

Well, that's children, bound to be trouble.

Our Rosy's as bad.

Husband up to the neck in debt.

Well, they'll get no money from me, because I've got none, the bank owns me lock, stock, and barrel, so that's that.

Don't look dull, Lucy.

Don't make it worse by letting me see you out of spirits.

I'll drive you to Riverstown tomorrow.

I think we shall have to move house, Rosy, as a temporary expedient.

We must clear the debt on the furniture within the next few months.

I think I see one way out.

Ned Plymdale is going to be married to Miss Sophie Toller.

I'm sure they'd be glad to take this place with most of the furniture, and they'd pay handsomely for the lease.

I was thinking of asking Trumbull to negotiate for us.

I am sorry.

I know it's painful, but we have to do something.

I could never have believed that you would like to act in this way.

Like it?

Of course I don't like it.

It's the only thing I can do.

Please, can we sell up and leave Middlemarch altogether?

To do what?

What's the use of my leaving my work here in Middlemarch to go where I have none?

We should be just as penniless elsewhere as we are here.

If we are to be penniless, it will be your fault, Tertius.

Why couldn't you show a proper regard for your family?

Sir-- Sir Godwin was very kind to me when we were in Quallingham, and I'm sure that if you showed a proper regard for him, he would do anything for you.

But instead, you like giving up our house and furniture to Mr. Ned Plymdale.

Well, if you'll have it so, I do like it.

I like it better than making a fool of myself by begging where it's of no use.

Understand then, that it is what I like to do.

Oh, Rosy.

Rosamond.

Rosamond.

Forgive me, forgive me, for we must love one another, we must love one another.

If we don't, we have nothing.

Tertius.

Oh, Rosy.

To be without you, I couldn't bear it.

Tertius, you're still dressed.

Oh, Rosy.

Oh, hold me.

Mrs. Garth, I've just finished work.

Mr. Garth will be down in a moment.

Thank you, Fred.

I am just reading this letter from Alfred.

How is Alfred?

He's just won a prize as best apprentice in his year.

He's a great fellow, Alfred.

I'm afraid he puts me to shame, Mrs. Garth.

Yes Fred, I'm afraid he does.

I know you think I'm very undeserving, but so long as Mr. Garth and Mr. Farebrother have not given me up, I'm not gonna give myself up.

And I have another encouragement that means more to me than anything.

That I might win Mary, I mean.

I expect Mr. Garth told you.

I don't expect you were surprised.

Not surprised that Mary encouraged you?

Yes, I confess I was surprised.

No, I mean that you would not be surprised to hear that I love Mary.

And she never gave me any encouragement when I spoke to her myself, but when I asked Mr. Farebrother to speak for me, she told him that there was hope.

You made a mistake in asking Mr. Farebrother to speak for you.

Did I?

How?

I don't understand.

Yes, young people are usually blind to everything but their own wishes.

You don't mean that, Mr. Farebrother is in love with Mary?

If it were so, Fred, I think you are the last person who ought to be astonished.

Is Mary here now, Mrs. Garth?

Yes, she's in the orchard, Fred.

I believe she is talking to Mr. Farebrother.

[laughing] Fred, is Mr. Garth returned?

Yes, he's in his office.

[Farebrother] Good.

Bear with me.

I must have a word with him.

What a comical expression, Fred.

What can you be thinking?

Well, you know, it's no use, you're bound to marry him in the end.

He beats me in every respect.

You're very ungrateful Fred, after he spoke up for you.

I am not ungrateful, I just have this dreadful certainty I shall be bowled out by him.

Oh, Fred, what a fool you are.

Couldn't you see he left us together on purpose?

Oh.

And now you've wasted your chance and serves you right.

[happy flute music] [knocking on door] Oh, yes, thank you.

Ned is very happy, and we are very happy for him.

And Sophie Toller, all I could desire in a daughter-in-law.

Very nice girl, no airs, or pretensions.

Yes, I have always found her very agreeable, Mrs. Plymdale.

I think there's every prospect of their being a happy couple.

Do you know which house they will take?

They must put up with what they can get.

They have been looking at a house next to Mr. Hackbutt's in Saint Peter's Place.

It is near the church, and a genteel situation.

But the windows are very narrow.

You wouldn't happen to know of any other house that might be at liberty now or in the near future?

Me?

Oh, no, I'm sorry, I hear so little of these things.

[Victorian piano music] [humming] [music continues to play] You're a good girl, Rosy.

[Rosy] What are all those papers, Tertius?

I suddenly got the notion that I might be able to do something experimental.

This is work I set aside months ago.

I couldn't see how to go on with it but, now, well, there may be some powers of ratiocination left in my head after all.

Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you.

Ned Plymdale has already taken a house in Saint Peter's Place.

I met his mother and she told me.

Oh, damn.

Well, perhaps someone else may turn up.

I told Trumbull to be on the lookout if we failed with Plymdale.

How much money is it that these disagreeable people want so that we needn't be troubled by them anymore?

More than I'm likely to get anywhere.

Tertius.

At least a thousand.

But I have to consider what I shall do without it, not with it.

I shall go to Trumbull again tomorrow, and tell him to advertise the house in the Pioneer and the Trumpet.

Tertius?

What?

I went to see Trumbull today, and I ordered him not to inquire further.

May I ask why?

Ned Plymdale had already taken a house, and I knew that it would be very injurious to your position if it was known that you wished to part with your house and furniture.

And I had a very strong objection to it.

I should have thought that that was reason enough.

You had reason enough, to contradict my orders secretly, and treat me like a fool?

Is it possible to make you understand what the consequences will be?

Is it of any use to tell you again why we must part with the house?

No, it is not necessary for you to tell me again.

I remember what you said.

You spoke just as violently as you did just now.

But that doesn't alter my opinion that you ought to try every other means rather than take a step which is so painful to me, and so degrading to you.

And suppose I disregard your opinion as you disregard mine?

Oh, you may do so, of course.

You may do so.

But I think you ought to have told me before we were married that you would place me in the very worst position, rather than give up your own will.

When we first married, everyone felt your position would be very high.

I could not have imagined then that you would like to sell our furniture.

Take a house in Bridge Street, where the rooms are like cages.

If we are to live in that way, let us at least leave Middlemarch.

These would be very strong considerations if I didn't happen to be deep in debt.

Many people have been in debt.

If they are respectable, people trust them.

May I at least request that you will not see Trumbull at present, at least until it has been seen that there are no other means?

Surely it is I who should exact a promise that you won't do anything more behind my back.

What a mess you have made.

I hate your stupid experiments!

I hate them!

[door slamming] [Lydgate Voiceover] In a few years time there will be a first class medical school here in Middlemarch.

Why should London and Paris?

[Lydgate's thoughts overlapping] In five years' time, I might be looking for a wife, but you know my real passion.

What if we redesigned it, on a smaller scale.

It is very sad, but you would need to be as rich as Croesus to build any model village.

You saw for yourself in Yorkshire what would be required.

I've already examined the figures.

I must confess they surprise me too.

[Garth] It is a great shame, but it would be a greater one to botch it up from a shortage of resources.

And there are a great many good ideas here for you to put to work at your cottages at Freshitt, Mrs. Casaubon.

Yes.

Thank you, Mr. Garth.

You have been very helpful.

Thank you both.

[Bulstrode] It was good of you, Doctor, to attend on me so promptly.

That sounds satisfactory.

There is a slight irregularity of the pulse.

The insomnia, in itself, would not be anything to worry about, but you seem to be over-extending yourself.

It would be well for you to relax your attention to business for a while, if that's possible.

Well, that is what I hope to do.

If the cholera should come to Middlemarch, as many believe it will, I fear its effects on delicate constitutions such as mine.

Well, you can congratulate yourself for doing your share towards protecting Middlemarch from infection.

True, but I have in any case been contemplating a withdrawal from public business.

I think of changing my residence and retiring to the coast.

I see.

And I have for some time felt that I should open this subject with you in relation to our hospital.

In the circumstances I have indicated, I must cease to have any personal share in the management, and that being so, I would wish to withhold any further financial contribution as well.

The loss to the hospital can hardly be made up, I fear.

Oh, I would suggest an amalgamation of the two hospitals under a common management.

But that implies an end to all my reforms here.

Sacrifices are demanded of us all.

We must all be prepared to submit to the divine will.

As to the funding, I've already spoken to Mrs. Casaubon.

It seems she may be willing to take my place as chief benefactor.

Thank you, Mr. Bulstrode.

I am obliged to you for giving me full notice.

I am not sure whether I shall be able to continue at the hospital.

Partly through devoting so much time to my unpaid work there, I have slipped into money difficulties.

Oh, I see.

Which I can see no way out of, unless someone who trusts me and my future would advance me a sum without security.

It would take a thousand pounds to save me from the bailiffs.

That is why I mention my position to you.

I see.

Well I am grieved, but not surprised.

I have always regretted your alliance with my brother-in-law's family which has ever been of prodigal habits, and which has been already much indebted to me.

My advice to you, Doctor Lydgate, is that instead of involving yourself in further obligations, you should simply become a bankrupt.

It will be a trial, but trial, my dear sir, is our portion here on Earth.

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