(footsteps crunching) (pedestrians chattering) - Ms. Fowle.
- Mr. Lidderdale.
- I must offer you my apologies.
I have been tardy in pulling to inquire how you're fairing since... - I am perfectly well, thank you.
In truth, I have been busy... preparing the vicarage for the new vicar.
- I'm sure that must be a most difficult task.
Have you secured new lodgings?
- Not yet.
(hooves clopping) But it is all in hand.
- I'm delighted to hear that.
There is nothing more unsettling than insecurity.
- Indeed.
- I wish you well.
Truly.
- That is most kind.
Now, if you forgive me, I have an errand to run.
(footsteps crunching) (gentle music) (crowd chattering) (birds chirping) (pen rasping) (somber music)