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Drippy Drake
Ok not everyone is prancing around fires with townspeople, attending fancy weddings, or planning lavish birthdays. Drake is dripping around town all shirtless and mournful for Morwenna. Forget it basket-weaver girls, his heart is not his own! Ross is able to temporarily lift his spirits by gifting him a forgery. Now if he DOES happen to move on, he’ll be able to provide for his bride.
If only Drake knew the horrors Morwenna is facing at the hands of Revered Whitworth, he might not be so easily distracted. Too bad her growing belly isn’t enough to keep his desires at bay. My heart breaks as she chants “I love Drake Carne” to herself for comfort.
Both Demelza and Elizabeth comment on Morwenna’s appearance and are concerned about her health, the very people who stood aside while the little lamb was led to slaughter! Ossie, of all people, decides to provide his withering wife with a companion and sends for her sister. Although I wonder if his intentions are to go after Rowella (seriously what is up with these names?!) should Morwenna prove to be unsatisfactory in some way. I wonder at what point Rowella figures out Ossie’s proclivities? She certainly figures out how to use it as an advantage! I think I am going to like Ro, and I hope Mo learns a few things from her.
Love’s Labours
Spotted: Ross and Demelza booed up in bed talking about contentment, guaranteeing that trouble is coming, and trouble’s name is Hugh Armitage.
Vote: Who rocks the curly locks better?
While Ross is ONCE AGAIN busy rejecting PERFECTLY GOOD OFFERS to break into the political world and keep power out of the hands of evil George, Hugh is chasing after his wife. If Hugh is even trying to be subtle about his intentions, he’s doing a terrible job. He’s drawing sketches, talking about poetry, making references to gardens and snakes…oh my! It doesn’t help that Demelza is fed up with Ross not appreciating her for her beauty or her mind. No Ross, “not every man in Cornwall is besotted” with Demelza, but if you won’t pay attention to your wife, Hugh is ready to worship her.
An Un-Birthday
Sound the trumpets! Our favorite, Aunt Agatha is turning 100…or is she?
In her party-planning excitement, Aunt Agatha might have pushed George’s buttons a few too many times. No way is he going to let her get away with having so much fun when Sir Frances has snubbed him for Ross. His ego needs a boost! He figuratively throws the family bible at her! When you’ve lived that long, it hard to keep up with exactly how many years you’ve clung to your space in this world, and it turns out Agatha is only 97. George pulls the plug on the party, and Agatha’s will to live along with it, but not before she takes one last jab and reveals Valentine’s true parentage. It would have been nice for Agatha to get the big send off she deserves, but at least Ross took time out from letting the bad guys win and ignoring his wife to give her a proper burial. We’ll find out the repercussions of her big reveal next week!
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