(thudding) - "Young Captain Ross did most sincerely regret--" Oh, he'll regret ever sending home his hat for it won't fit his head when I'm done with him!
- Tidn't right.
- Tidn't fit!
- Tidn't fair!
- Tidn't proper!
- A child to raise and another on the way.
- And a farm to run and a mine beside!
Ugh, how the men folk have the cheek to expect us to do their bidding!
- Lucky we never do!
(thudding) - I'm still livid at Ross' insolence.
- I too.
To encourage such presumption.
- Encourage?
He surely planned it!
To cause disruption to us yet again!
- [Elizabeth] Dear God, are we never to be rid of him?
- Not here, perhaps, but elsewhere.
If we removed to our townhouse in Truro, we'd be out of his immediate vicinity.
Of course, we'd take Valentine with us.
- And Geoffrey Charles?
- He could remain with Morwenna and your aunt.
