Did anyone else think of this song while watching this episode?
Christopher, out wandering around in the dead of night and totally NOT fantasizing about Joscelyn–nope! Not at all! Just going for a midnight walk!–notices someone digging up one of the graves beyond the town walls (and hey! The town does have gates! They apparently just choose not to use them. Even now, RIGHT AFTER A RAID. Or whatever the hell that was last week.)
Turns out the grave belonged to a former governor who died at sea but was rumored to have gotten his hands on a Portuguese treasure map. Since this is the only grave that was messed with, everyone immediately assumes that the map was what the gravedigger was after, and now gold fever grips the town.
Redwick and Farlowe wonder if somehow Henry got his hands on the map, which would explain his odd and sudden decision to head upriver.
Let’s ask Henry, shall we? Because he’s still in that native village, hanging out with Davy, and even that far away this particular treasure fever is taking hold. Henry goes through Davy’s things and find big chunks of what looks like gold (but let’s just assume it’s fool’s gold, because that would be too easy, wouldn’t it?) Davy gets pretty angry about it and he and Henry have a good old-fashioned brawl that nearly ends with Henry killing the guy. Henry flees the village, but Davy follows him and they head off into the wilderness to find the gold together. Henry, by the way, does not have the map. What he does have is a mental image of a map drawn in the dirt by a jeweller who had previously been to these alleged mines. And Davy has legends of them told throughout the native village, so surely between the two of them they should be able to find this, right?
Back in Jamestown, Alice and Silas decide it’s FINALLY time to get married. What the hell were they waiting for? And I can tell you that, from a historical perspective, it would NOT have been appropriate for Alice to have been living with Silas and Pepar before the two were married. Not without some other women in the household. She’d have had to bunk with Discount Blake Lively, or something.
Oh, and speaking of DBL, she’s getting pretty sexually frustrated, so she basically dares Meredith to go dry for a month, and he accepts. After some painful withdrawal, he tells her a sad tale about how he had a wife and kid back in England, but they died while he was dead drunk in a tavern somewhere, and he didn’t even have a chance to be with them at the end. Though, he probably wouldn’t have been in a good enough state to do so at that point anyway. They have a tender moment over this, and then Meredith immediately returns to drinking. Of course. DBL tells him she’ll be a good wife to him, but he has to be a good husband to her. Only fair!
So, that marriage isn’t going so well, but Alice and Silas are just delighted with their crops and the cow that Joscelyn very thoughtfully gifted them on their wedding day. They’re cuteing it up all over the place, while Reade creepily spies on them from the woods at the edge of their land. Jesus, Reade. The whole thing puts him in such a bad mood he gives the governor a bunch of lip, and when Yeardley tries to verbally put him in his place, the matter turns into fisticuffs, which is simply not acceptable.
Reade is condemned to death, sentenced to hang, but when they get him on the scaffold–get this–the rope is too long and he winds up dangling, standing on his tip-toes. Is there ANYTHING Redwick can do right? This man is so monumentally incompetent I can’t believe no one has noticed or commented on it yet! Reade dangles there while everyone stares in horror; then Alice thinks fast and points out to Yeardley that it would be a considerable hardship to the settlement if their only blacksmith were to die. He agrees and gives Reade a chance to save himself, by apologising, which Reade very sensibly does. How did it not occur to anyone before that they’d be screwed if they lost their blacksmith? Why isn’t anyone else being trained in blacksmithing in case Reade dies?
This is not the best way to begin a marriage, and things get worse when, in the middle of the night, someone comes along and slaughters the Sharrows’ poor cow. Yeesh.
Naturally, the mention of gold puts Joscelyn on high alert, and she is ALL OVER THIS. She thinks Farlowe has the map and orders her husband to search Farlowe’s place in order to find it. Samuel is so not up for that, so she goes herself and finds nothing.
Redwick and Farlowe agree that Joscelyn is a problem, so they set out to discredit her. They need some insider info, so they send a member of the militia, Bailey, to woo Mercy. He does this with considerable ease, because if there’s anyone in this settlement who’s a softer touch than Samuel, it’s Mercy. She doesn’t know a lot, but she does mention that Joscelyn and Christopher have a secret together.
Not much of a secret, since Christopher is making anguished declarations of love right in public, immediately following the re-burial of the exhumed corpse. Just after that, the governor’s wife, Lady Yeardley, comes over to say hello to Joscelyn, who gives her an immense amount of bitchy attitude for absolutely no reason whatsoever. What the heck? This doesn’t gel at all with Joscelyn’s social climbing and ambition. Being nasty to the most important woman in the settlement is not a good way to get ahead, and she would surely know that. Her nose now thoroughly out of joint, Lady Y tells the priest she’s written to a cousin in Oxfordshire, asking for information on Joscelyn.
Mercy, unable to contain her prattling even for a second, mentions Bailey to Joscelyn, who takes all of five seconds to realise what this guy’s really up to. Enraged that Mercy was talking about her with anyone else, she fires the girl on the spot and kicks her out of the house. Mercy cries, and then cries some more when a sulky Pepar Sharrow asks for that stone he gave her. Fired and dumped all in one day–Mercy’s not having a good one.
Fortunately, Sam begs Joscelyn to give Mercy her job back. He wins her over by pointing out there are no other maids in the settlement, and a new one would take weeks to arrive, during which time Joss would almost certainly have to do her own cleaning and cooking. Mercy is reprieved. And Joss thinks of a way to use this whole situation to her advantage, kind of: she sends Mercy to Bailey with information that she and Christopher have an assignation. Bailey takes it to Farlowe and Redwick, who immediately burst into Samuel’s house, only to find Joscelyn and the rest of the ladies sitting around embroidering. Wahh Waaaah. Honestly, though, this seems like poor plotting on her part. Pissing off the very men hell bent on bringing you down is just stupid.
The episode ends with Alice telling Joscelyn that Henry went up the river because he was convinced Yeardely was coming for the gold, and Henry wanted to be sure to get to it first. And Yeardley’s coming for the gold because, it turns out, he has the map. He keeps it in a little silver box, and his wife spies on him as he takes it out and looks at it.