Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Oh, do, dear. He will be so pleased.
- What were you told? - That he loves her.
I'm thankful. Why not announce it?
Well, in short, sir, what I seek is a country cottage where George can come at weekends.
Miss Catharine, you have flowers in your hair.
Cecil doesn't mean to be uncivil.
is that, if I trouble no one, I may do as I like.
but one meets the Italians in all their simplicity and charm.
I won't be down at the weekend. There's no point.
Don't slouch, Lucy. Go and talk to Mrs. Pool. Ask her about her leg.
These must be all right. They're friends of Cecil's.
Excuse me. My cousin will be most anxious if I don't get back.
The steel knives that might attract the current are in the other carriage.
You can't expect a really musical person to appreciate comic songs as we do.
You remind me of Charlotte Bartlett!
A gentleman is such a standby.
has a villa in Summer Street for which he needs a tenant.
when our luggage went missing twice, we reached Florence.
- She'd what?! - And on to Delphi if the roads are safe.
And, on your left - no, just there -
Don't move. Stay where you are. Ginevra de Benci!
There's such a beautiful confidence between you.
Sir Harry deserves a tenant as vulgar as himself.
I never do play tennis. I never could.
I must go...
Still, one ought to read it, I suppose.
But you haven't been listening. If you had, you would know!
No, poor Minnie. No, not me. Get off!
He would not take advantage nor expect gratitude.
San Gimignano, Monteriggioni.
I want to show her this letter from the Miss Alans.
- Come this way immediately! - Who were those unfortunate people?
Something tremendous has happened.
This way, Mrs. Honeychurch. Follow me.
Impossible to make oneself heard. Don't you want to hear about the Miss Alans?
I don't want to be a Leonardo, I want to be myself.
I had a letter from Miss Teresa asking how often the butcher called.
I have never kissed you.
- Mother! - You're in no position to argue. Come, Lucy.
Gossiping.
Isn't it extraordinary?
No, only to Athens.
- It's Mr. Beebe. - Who?
Just in time. How dare you be so serious!
No, I don't. Not at all, Mr. Emerson.
Stop a minute. Let that man go on or I shall have to speak to him.
Go and bathe. It will do you good. Then all come back for some tea.
Well, we got through that time.
Because otherwise, I cannot account for him.
my sister feels we might benefit by travel to a warmer clime.
I'd set an examination at Dover and turn back any tourists who failed.
Of course I don't. I only meant that...
Are you bathing, Mr. Beebe?
No! We're squeezed to death with Freddy's friend and Minnie Beebe.
It is, I dare say, an example of my decadence.
Yes, easily. Gracious, how smart you look! What a lovely frock.
Make a picture of the sheep.
Blessings. Your vicar's benediction.
May I now?
They brought to life the eternal battle where men stand face to face
You're tired of your home... You're tired of Windy Corner
Everyone's so horrid today, Uncle Arthur. Let's go out to tea.
- Come along, Mr. Beebe! - I may as well wash, too.
My reply impressed her favorably. Lucy?
Not a day beyond January.
- There's your philosophizing parson. - Don't you like Mr. Beebe?
I thought I did at first. I'm sorry.
...but it would help a little, hurt a little less, if I knew why.
...did not look like a bride-to-be.
- One week Italy, then Greece. - Greece may be cancelled.
You wrap yourself up in art, and want to wrap me up,
How splendid of them to go. I wish they'd take me.
Mr. Emerson, please don't go on my account. I'm going to Greece.
Just like it's gone out of George.