Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You're an accomplished writer, always scribbling in that diary of yours.

[Daphne playing piano]

What are you doing, hiding away in here?

of how little mothers tell their daughters.

A highly unlikely pairing, if I may say so.

You know, you are always welcome here.

And I… I shall always be the woman you may love in darkness…

Are you feeling all right, dearest?

I believe now to be the perfect time.

Your brother was correct. I am and always will be a rake.

-Miss Thompson? -I certainly was not addressing you.

Now, there is a fine group of recruits.

It's always been one of my favorite cities.

and any other eligible suitor clear across the North Sea.

These are names. Fourteen, to be exact.

if I do not even know what I am to be searching for?

Because it is not my place.

Wellington could only hope for a soldier so brave.

You'd actually have to be interesting for me to bother spying on you.

and expected to finally rejoin the season.

than that of us ever being friends.

You call me the general, yet you are the first to draw blood.

[Lady Cowper chuckles]

I am comforted, at peace.

Surely you cannot be surprised. You know how this works.

It's quite late, indeed.

I shall not be joining you today, Miss Bridgerton.

[Daphne gasps lightly]

I could have stayed home and read Lady Whistledown.

[string quartet plays]

Miss Bridgerton.

Marina, it is here. A letter from Spain.

The perfect jealous suitor. Well done!

You are not half as shocking as you think you are.

Mm… Mr. Granville,

Miss Bridgerton is a delightful young lady, to be sure.

I suggest you do the same.

Miss Bridgerton?

but I would venture a different conjecture,

[light piano music plays]

-I apologize for that. -There is no need to apologize.

He pretends there was nothing between us.

Would you prefer to sit around simpering over your needlework

or whatsoever it is these debutantes must do to pass the time?