[
Mrs. Forester's cow has fallen into a lime pit and is struggling in vain to get itself out]
Mary Smith:
I think the odour is the burning of the poor thing's hair - the lime has singed it off.
Mrs. Forester:
[
shrieks] What care I if she's bald?
Miss Deborah Jenkyns:
She will not be bald if she cannot be recovered - she will be naked!
Captain Brown:
It pains me to say it, Mrs. Forester, but the poor bad beast will have to be destroyed - unless you're prepared to dress it in pyjamas!
[
Clara Smith hands her baby to Mary]
Mrs. Clara Smith:
[
cattily] Hold Ralph. Your face will look so much pleasanter with a baby held up next to it.
[
Captain Brown has just announced that he will be Head of Works for the new railway line that is to be built to Cranford]
Miss Deborah Jenkyns:
You are the architect of our community's destruction. You've betrayed your daughter, your neighbours and your town. And you've wilfully kept your machinations secret.
Captain Brown:
I did not mean to deceive you. I am sorry if I have offended you.
Miss Deborah Jenkyns:
Oh, do not think that you owe us an apology. Apologies are required only when friends cause vexation to friends. Our acquaintance is clearly at an end.
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