Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It is a lovely heirloom.
Not one sibling.
You have no idea what it--
Miss Thompson, how lovely to see you back with us.
Are we not attending the ball this evening?
So, tell me, my lord, do you prefer the city or the country?
on English shores.
No. It will be straight home tonight, instead.
-I seem to have done it, Bridgerton. -Done what?
If Lady Danbury is to be believed, this one was a favorite of my mother's.
Watch as Miss Cowper lowers her eyes.
Restraint is not among Lord Featherington's skills.
Find a young lady to act impressed.
[Daphne plays piano slowly]
[townsfolk chattering]
on my face all day.
How wonderful, Lord Tompkins.
[Marina wails]
The Duke of Hastings, I hear,
You cannot fault me for being doubtful of your intentions.
-Well, I certainly cannot tell you. -Why not?
You are the viscount.
You are a meddlesome little wench,
[aria singing continues]
Leave me be, Rose.
Make certain you place the letters just the way we found them
-Your vindictiveness is noted-- -The duke has not called on me.
my mother will reside with me and my new bride.
[horse neighs]
cressida Swooned
And more's your good fortune.
Indeed, I can.
I have acquired two more since.
You say that as if reading were a bad thing.
I was wondering if you might do me the honor of a dance tonight.
I wish to leave. Do what you must to expedite matters.
Now she will look up at him, ever so quickly,
serene.
-[Granville] Hmm. -Mr. Granville, I--
I should think it an odd choice of color for me.
of deciding the bounds of my own propriety.
What, perchance,
It's much too cold.
Miss Mary Egglesfield. She's meant to be quite the reader.
-Thank you. -Okay.
-Before I corrupt you any further-- -Corrupt me?
First thing in the morning,
He is here to tell every lady the very same thing.
We have done what is right and what is best,
Stop calling me that.
The ice flavors here are divine, yes, but, well, perhaps the two of us--
and I have not yet spoken to a soul…
One diamond in particular seems quite immune…
We were never friends.
Are you sure there are no gentlemen lingering about the gallery?
Would you like to join me?
[chuckles ironically] Though I must say,
-Are you spying on me now? -[chuckles]
Lord Hardy was asking about you at White's last night.
and then allow her fan to slowly sweep across her bosom
That is because, like all of these paintings,
It would be an honor, Your Highness.
Look at the children, then. Go on.
it would seem our efforts were not in vain.
I was hoping to see you today.