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Mrs. Forrester (Character)
from "Cranford" (2007)

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"Cranford: August 1842 (#1.2)" (2007)
Mrs. Forrester: It's all such a sequence of continuous delights.

Miss Pole: [running to the other ladies] Put no further pastries to your lips for you will choke when you hear the news I must report. This is more preposterous and shocking than when Wormald's lions came and the little child's arm was bit clean off.
[catches breath]
Mrs. Forrester: [interrupts] The railway is to come to Cranford!
Miss Pole: [annoyed, to Mrs Forrester] I rehearsed those words all the way from the worsted work.

[Bessie, Mrs. Forrester's cow, has fallen into a lime pit]
Mary Smith: I think the odor is the burning of the poor thing's hair. The lime has singed it off.
Mrs. Forrester: What care I if she lives on bald?
Miss Deborah Jenkyns: She will not be bald if she cannot recover - she will be naked!
Captain Brown: It pains me to say so, Mrs. Forrester, but the poor bare beast will have to be destroyed.
Mrs. Forrester: [Wails]
Captain Brown: [Shrugging] ... Unless you are prepared to dress it in pajamas.

"Cranford: June 1842 (#1.1)" (2007)
[Mrs Forrester and Miss Pole were soaking some lace in buttermilk to improve its colour but Mrs Forrester's cat has just swallowed the lace while drinking the milk. Mrs Jamieson follows the women as they race through the street with the cat in a basket]
Mrs. Jamieson: [shouting from her sedan chair] Mrs Forrester! Whatever has occurred?
Mrs. Forrester: [frantically] It's my lace, Mrs Jamieson! My best lace!
Miss Pole: [even more frantically] Which was made by nuns, last century, and you cannot get its like for love nor money any more, even though they have emancipated the Catholics!
Mrs. Jamieson: What's happened to it?
Mrs. Forrester: It's in the basket. In pussy's insides.
Miss Pole: We are on our way to purchase "a compound".

Miss Pole: [referring to the maid] Mrs Forrester, with what do you nourish that girl?
Mrs. Forrester: Only ordinary meat, cooked plain.
Miss Pole: You've fed her 'til she's fit to pull a plough, and this is a dainty house.

"Cranford: April 1843 (#1.4)" (2007)
Miss Pole: [Ladies are buying textiles] I think I have the complexion for this plaid.
Mrs. Forrester: People might think you a Scots.
Miss Pole: Or stripes?
Mrs. Forrester: Stripes; very diminishing for a robust figure!